staregazer - sammantha lewis (librera reader TXT) 📗

/> “What happened to Samuel?” I asked
“He died of the plague three years ago, after he died we appointed Liam as the next leader.” after that the room fell silent. After a while Jake turned away from the fire to look at me
"Vera, could you wash the dishes?" I nodded my head and looked around for the water barrel. Jake noticed my confusion
"you'll need to take them to the river to wash them." he told me i nodded my head and carried out the woven basked filled to the brim with food covered wooden bowls and utensils. As I was about to leave the camp, someone grabbed my shoulder to stop me. I turned my torso around to see Liam looking displeased.
"Where do you think your going?"
"Jake told me to take these to the river to wash,"
"Don't think that's a good idea, or perhaps you have forgotten that there's a boy with a bleeding leg?"
"I'll be fine on my own, the men who did that to Joshua will not bother me again."
"and what makes you think that?"
"because one of them is now crippled"
"You crippled one of them!"
"He deserved it." I said bluntly. Liam exhaled and rested his hand on his temple.
"Fine I'll go with you." He said suddenly.
"very well," I said. The two of us walked thew the dens wooded once again following the sound of running water. The after noon sun warmed my arms and Liam walked closely behind me reaching for his sword ever time he heard something move.
"Liam the squires are not going to throw nuts at you." I told him with a sharp tone in my voice. Liam stopped in his tracks
"I am only taking percussion." I rolled my eyes am continued walking
"Then you are percussion while I must foolish"
"Your right about that." i looked up at him in disbelief.
" what did you say?"
i asked him.
"I was only agreeing with you."
"I do believe that when someone slanders themselves, the proper thing to do is to reassure them." I said to him.


LIBERATION

I was woken by the sound of men fighting outside. I was so terrified that I did not dare to look outside. The clanking of metal and the sound of men crying out from agony petrified me. My hands shook from the fear, I rapped my arms around my legs and cried into my skirt. I could see touch light threw the tine fabric of the tent. The fight continued until sunrise. I heard men cheering. I was sure if I would be gladder to know that Fredrick's men had lost and I was most likely going to die, and if they had won and I was going to continue my horrible life.
I then heard an unfamiliar voice yell,
"Look for goods, and survivors." I heard all the men cheer. I then heard crashes come from outside. I whipped my head up when I heard heavy boots approach the tent. I looked up to see a handsome man who looked two years older then me, how was wearing a chain mail. His blond hair was raged, and covered his jade green eyes. He was in shock when he saw me. He unsheathed his sword as he entered the tent.
"Do you speak English?" he asked. He had his sword pointed at me, I wanted to speak but I could not because I was still crying. I simple nodded yes to him. He looked at me from head to toe. He noticed the chain on my left ankle. He looked up at me again.
"Are you a captive?" he asked. I only nodded. He then raised his sword and rushed towards me. I crawled backwards away from him.
"Don’t move," he demanded. I covered my head with my arms waiting for him to kill me. I heard a clank and looked down at my ankle. He had cut the shackles of, but grazed my leg in the process, which caused my leg to bleed. The man knelt down and tore a piece of my blanket off, and wrapped it around my leg.
"I told you not to move," he reminded me. I could only think of the chain laying on the ground. I am free. I am free yet where do I go. I started crying again. I do not care about that, the only thing I can think is that I am now free. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He was shocked at first but he then wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" I said under my breath. I saw a young boy standing in the entrance way. I released his neck, but he still had his arms around my waist.
"Sir Liam! Sir. Fredrick has escaped, and we found no survivors- I see you found one." he had interrupted himself when he saw me. Liam got up and walked away. He looked down at me.
"You are free now, go where you want." he then left the tent. I do not know where I am, nor do I have any place to go. I whipped the tears from my eyes and whispered to myself “I am not weak” I got up and raced out side.
"Wait! Wait! I can help you find Fredrick." I said. Liam and the brunet boy turned around.
"How?" Liam asked.
"I was held captive by him for a full year. The only one who knows him better is his men, but there all dead." I said calmly. Liam thought about it for a while.
"I don’t need a woman with use who can't defend herself, and you'll only get lost." He said. They started walking away.
"I can defend myself! I was taught archery, and it’s impossible for me to get lot, I can read the stars quite well!" I pleaded. Once again, they stop to look at me. Liam took the bow and arrows off the boys back, and handed them to me.
“Then show me," he said with a grin on his face. I took the bow and quiver. I placed the quiver over my shoulder. I took one arrow and loaded the bow. I pulled the bowstring back. Liam tried to follow my aim to see where I was shooting.
"Where are you aiming?" he asked unsure.
"The tree top." I said. I continued to pull the string back. The string slipped from my hand and sent the arrow flying. The arrow landed at the tip of a large pine tree, exactly where I was aiming. I looked boastfully at Liam and the boy; they were still looking at the arrow. I took the quiver from my back and handed the boy his things.
"If you can read the stars then you can come with use, but I have to ask why you want to come with use so badly." he answered. I winched at the thought of that one day.
"Fredrick killed my parents, and destroyed my home. I only want to see him dead." I said. Liam grinned at me
"There is a high reward on Fredrick neck so I can't let you kill him, but I can help you so that you may see him beheaded."
"What might your name be?" the young boy asked.
"Vera." I said. Liam went to gather his men, while I went to Fredrick's old tent. I looked around the tent. I saw his bed and reached my hand into his mattress to search for a leather scroll. I felt something rough. I pulled it out, and to my excitement, I had found it. I opened it up to read it. It contained three maps. The first was a map of the United Kingdom that charted Fredrick camps all over the United Kingdom, The third was a star chart for each month, and the third was a map that charted roads that went threw dense forest.
"Vera, what did you find?" the boy asked.
"Exactly what I wanted." I left the tent and went to find Liam. I found him preparing to leave.
"Joshua, Vera! We’re leaving," he said. I handed him the leather scroll. He stared down at the dusty scroll in disgust.
“What is that?" he said with disgust.
"It's a map of Fredrick's hideouts and favored cities." I told him. Liam grabbed my wrist and led me to his horse. He mounted his horse, and lifted me up and put me in front of him.
"Liam, where will I ride?" Joshua complained. A curly