Eliad ran his fingers through his hair before making his way to the fireplace. A hooded woman looked around the main room and walked toward one of the barrels, her gaze staying at the floor. Eliad cast his gaze over towards the woman, looking at her up and down. He then moved to get a closer look. The woman squealed and placed a hand on her great sword, backing away.
“Who taught you?” asked Eliad, watching her movements.
The woman let her hand drop from the blade. She honestly had no training with one. She turned to run but instead, tripped on the bench and fell flat on her face. Eliad winced before moving to follow her once again, using his hand to pull back her hood. The woman reached up to try and hold, but he was too quick. It was then Eliad knew who it was.
“Just as I thought,” said Eliad. “I would have thought that my friend was jesting.”
The woman scowled and spat on his food.
“No need for that, Leshild…,” said Eliad, sighing.
He pulled her hood over her head again. Leshild grumbled something under her breath and hid gladly in the security of her hood again, whimpering quietly.
“You remember who I am, correct?” asked Eliad.
Leshild crawled forward, scrambling away from home. Obviously with that reaction, she did.
“I’m no less of a runaway than you…,” said Eliad, sighing. “Only a renegade.
“Just say that out in the open, why don’t?” hissed Leshild, shakily hugging her knees to her chest.
“Do you think I’m like them?” asked Eliad.
“H-How am I supposed to know?” replied Leshild.
“Because my goal is to overthrow all of them,” answered Eliad, glancing at her with his grey eyes.
Leshild stumbled back to her feet and quickly went to disappear into the corridor. Eliad sighed before moving to follow, finding her in the first adjacent room before the hallway.
“Leshild…,” said Eliad.
Leshild shook her head, cowering in the corner.
“Believe me or not, the downfall of my father is my goal,” said Eliad, sighing softly. “I’ve no intentions to turn you in.”
Leshild swallowed and slumped down against the wall.
“Leshild, I’m not going to ask you to come,” said Eliad, walking towards her slowly. “But I’m going back to Angmar to change things there. Whether you be an enemy of mine or stranger or whatever, that is up to you.”
Not hearing any response from her or even seeing her move, he turned his back on her before leaving the room. There was still so much to do until then.
