((This is considered as events from last night though I was too tired to write it last night. XD ))
As Eliad had used the training hall, his mind got to thinking of the events that had happened earlier. He had thought of how her behavior was towards him was strange even. Though... He could not help but to feel as if he had done something wrong. He gritted his teeth as he plunged his blade into the neck of the training dummy.
Eliad felt like a fool to even think that he could have a "normal" life like others that he had met so far after traveling. He was not only a stranger in a different place, he was also what most people would be considered as an enemy due to his heritage. He hated that part of him. He often wished that he was born somewhere else other than Angmar.
As for her, though, she had cared even though he was the way he was. He let out a short, bitter laugh. She probably would have still preferred to be around that....self-righteous man. The same one who had taken away the only person who had ever cared about him at Angmar.
Just as Eliad was going to take the blade out, he paused. There was still the problem of his father. He knew that someday, he would meet his father again, whether his father would come to find him or Eliad would have to go back to Angmar to face him. He cursed under his breath before coming to a decision. What ever would happen of either of those two, he will do it. He will face the man that made Eliad who he was today.
Eliad took the blade out completely, putting it back into its sheath afterwards. He would not care of he would come back scathed or worse. He was only a "filth" after all, always would be an enemy to one person or another. After that decision, he walked to go back to his camp to bathe and sleep.
