When Katelynn awoke she was outside the cave and someone was putting a damp cloth to her mouth she was so parched she began to suck the water out of the cloth
“Slow down not too much right now, “ she heard someone say.
The voice was so familiar she opened her eyes and there he was. It was Bryon he had saved her. She remembered the smell and feel of blood and looked at her hands and saw the blood.
“What happened?” she asked.
Bryon told her how they had caught up to them and had seen her running for the forest.
How Charles had not heard them approaching and Bryon had shot him with an arrow. That had injured him in the left side. He then took off on his horse. Part way into the forest he had fallen off. They had followed the trail of blood. And he thought that Charles had gone into the cave to get away from them. The other two men that was with Bryon were bringing Charles out of the cave, he was barely alive. They slung his body over the saddle and tied his hands to his feet under the belly of his horse.
Bryon asked Katelynn, “Are you strong enough to ride now?”
“Yes,” replied Katelynn. “I am ready to go home.”
They made their way back to the top of the hill that overlooked the valley where Katelynn‟s village was. They got down off their horses and looked around. Bryon took Katelynn by the hand and they walked a few paces away from the other two men. He turned her head to look into her eyes and as he done this he saw that he could never take her from here. She would shrivel up and die in his world.
He embraced her and said, “I am sorry I ever said I would take you from here. I love you too much to take you from what gives you life. I will stay here with you my love and learn your ways. For I belong here with you and I will never ask you to leave this valley again.” He then put his lips on hers, she felt the passion rising in her. She knew then what her dreams were telling her. He was her strength and knew with him beside her all things would be possible. She would lead her people through the unrest and bring peace back to her valley. Now she knew what her future held.
The spell of the moment was broken when they heard the one of the men yell and saw both them racing for their horses. When Bryon and Katelynn turned to see what was happening they saw Charles taking off on his horse. Some how he had got out of the rope that had tied his hands to his feet and was sitting up in his saddle.
Bryon told the men, “Let him go. He will not live long enough to get to the next village.” The men stopped and did not go after him. If they had known what was to become of Charles and how it would change all their futures they would have went after Charles finished him then.
Bryon looked into Katelynn‟s eyes again and said, “Let‟s go home.” The End
Written by: Kimberly Sherwood
July 2001
I want to thank you for choosing to read the first book of this series. It has been long in the making the next part of the story will be ready after the first of the year 2012. Please feel free to leave any comments as they are always appreciated either positive or negative it all helps.
I want to thank my husband for giving me the time, my mother for the encouragement, my friend Mary McBurnett for giving me the courage to begin this project and my grandson Bryon for the stregnth to complete it.