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    The rebellion hadn't always been a travelling one. Once upon a time they had made a magnificent camp far off. It had been beautiful there, yet with the new leadership, and the increase of popularity the group had, there was no other way. Those looking for the rebellion to spite them had made it close, worrying the leader, hence the move. And so far it had been going wonderfully. Though, throughout the chaos of setting up a new camp, Eridus hadn't noticed her head guard slip out. Her focus brought on helping the others, making fires and getting people settled, the camp protected and food cooked. Only when a tap of the shoulder from the guard had she noticed she had been gone in the first place.


    She turned, eyes widening when seeing her, a small smirk played on the other girls lips like a song. Eridus was instantly suspicious. "what have you done now?" She questioned, rolling her eyes, pushing past her and making her way to her own tent where the girls could talk in privacy. "i've captured the queen's daughter". The words slipped from the guards mouth with another smirk, a chuckle following before a frown. Eridus had stopped, her jaw clenching as she processed the claim.


    The leader knew of the kingdom nearby, it was the reason mainly they had settled there. it was easy to get into the kingdom and back without being seen. Yet she never imagined for someone to do it so soon, let along kidnap royalty. "look, i'm sorry, but i've got a feeling about her, i don't know what though". The guard claimed, as Eridus refused to look at her. "we don't start wars over a feeling, mimpe" She muttered before waving her away. Sighing as she entered into the tent, eyes flicking to the bed in which the princess sat. Her stomach instantly dropped, quick flashbacks to a dream she had had several days before, the exact girl. Though she certainly hadn't been kidnapped. She still wasn't used to the way her mind would do that. See the future for some of the most random things.


    She swallowed hard, eyes locking to the girl. She now knew what Mimpe had meant by 'having a feeling'. Eridus looked away, towards the back of the tent where a stool stood holding a pitcher of water and a cup. She then poured the water, grabbing the cup and offering it to the girl. No words spoken.

    "Eridus", she responded flatly, eyes glancing over her before turning again, hands stroking through her hair before tying it into a tight pony tail on her head. "and i didn't bring you here" She added, now turning back to the girl, leaning against a large pole, kept to hold up the roof of the tent. "a guard bought you here, not exactly under my command, but you're here now" She spoke, arms crossing over her chest.


    Her attention flickered towards the entrance to the tent, a heavy breathing orc's head popping in, sweat dripping from the mans head. "heya boss" He stuttered, receiving a small nod from the girl. "haha didn't know you had someone in" he winked, "but uh, yea mimpe needs to talk, says it's urgent?". Eridus waved him out, following with words that no english speaker would be able to understand, attention once again turning to the other girl. Frustrated that these distractions were occurring. Now after moving, all she wanted to do was sleep.

    Eridus too heard the bird, a familiar call she had too heard in her dreams, and with the sight of the girls hands tightening, her eyebrows raised, ever so slightly. There was some connection. Though the curiosity was snapped when the girl spoke up. "even if i were to be the good citizen that i surely am, there would be no way for me to return you without myself getting killed" She stated, hands now following with her words. how can i guarantee that none of my men will be killed huh? that no war breaks out?" She questioned, turning now towards the entrance of the tent.


    She waited for a moment, head tilting slightly towards the other girl, then back to the tent. "that white bird, it's yours isn't it?" She questioned, recalling to moments before arriving to the tent, seeing a guard carry it off in a cage.

    "I don't believe in truces" She simply stated. It was true of course. The last truce the group had been under had ended horrifically. It was under command of the old leader, how naive he was. Ending up with of his men killed, including the woman that had raised her. Eridus shuddered, thinking of the thought briefly before moving on.


    She stepped out of the tent for a moment, praying that the other girl was too afraid to leave. Her eyes glancing around camp until resting on a guard holding the cage which kept the bird. When she caught the guards attention, she beckoned him over, grabbing the cage without a word and returning into her tent. She held it out, staring at the bird as she does so.


    She glossed over the thought of surrendering once again, a chuckle burnt at her throat. She did not surrender. Once the cage had been taken she turned around. Focusing on a shelf that contained a sword or two and few daggers, fingers smoothing over them before she grabbed one. Twirling it in her hand. "if you're mother is desperate for you back, she can come to us" she growled.

    Anders had always been a light sleeper. The littlest of things always woke her and that's why, in her half asleep conscious body, she was waken up by the sighs. Admittedly she had fallen asleep on the floor in her room, dents and creases imprinted on her arms and thighs from the carpet, an indication of a good nap. She sighed, lifting herself up from the ground, grabbing a jumper and slipping it on.


    Anders had always enjoyed having a roommate. For the first few years of living by herself she was lonely, wondering whether or not she should go back to living with her father, but when Max moved in it all changed and sometimes even craved the loneliness that left when she moved in. Of course Max was her best friend, how could you live with someone else without being somewhat of their friend.


    She left her room, hands running through the short hair she had recently cut and yawning. When she had reached the kitchen she stopped briefly, scanning over the nervous looking body of Max. She rolled her eyes, walking past her into the kitchen and opening the fridge. "what's up gorgeous" She asked, grabbing out an energy drink she had opened earlier but not finished.

    "nice mother i see" She replied, a small smirk playing at her lips, still glaceing over the blades in front of her. She didn't doubt the comment though. Her own mother, or more so guardian have you say was very protective. She of course had to be. A six year old joining the rebellion was something new to the group, and of course Eridus had been an adventurous kid, wanting to put herself into any business she didn't have. Her mother had to look out for her.

    She then thought over the words the girl had said, jaw clenching as she thought of the perfect plan. She put down the blade in her hand, moving towards the opening of the tent, calling out for one of the scouts that had already moved ahead and reported back. While she waited she once again turned back to face the other girl. "oh yea, what should i call you?"

    Anders finished the can, throwing it quickly into the trash and proceeding to pour herself a bowl of cereal and making her way to the other side of the bench, sitting. Hearing the girls dramatic way of speaking, her eyes rolled, she knew what was coming. A favour, a question. Something she would most likely not want to do but do it anyway because that was the type of person she was. She lifted herself up, grabbing at the invitation Max was waving around.


    She scanned over it, all the lovey dovey crap you would expect on a wedding invitation. And she was going to blow it off until she read the words "plus one". She looked up at Max, shaking her head, "not a chance, no"

    Anders jaw clenched as Max hugged her. She still had a rough time showing much affection. Most of the girls she had over left by morning, and most of what romance she did have had been almost banished when she had been at god camp. She sighed, what the girl was proposing did sound like a fun idea.

    Anders had only ever met Max's parents briefly, and she had very much hated them, reminding her of her own father. She wrapped her own arms around Max. She closed her eyes, another loud sigh emitting from her mouth. "you buy me a suit and i'll go". She opened her eyes, head flopping down to look at the ground between them.

    Eridus scoffed. "dove huh," she stated, scanning over the girls features for a moment, she guessed the name suited her. "pretty name for a pretty girl i guess" She stated, almost coldly. A compliment if said otherwise, but the way she said could give even the hardest man shiver.

    "your kingdom, how many guards would you say there are?" She questioned.


    The thought of taking over a kingdom amused her. She hadn't attempted it, nor had anyone in the past of the group. It was new and exciting. And no doubt, she had the upper hand. The heir to the thrown, a good way to win over and civilians hearts.

    Up until that moment, Anders hadn't considered the fact that they would be acting like a couple, so when Max squealed with excitement, Anders could only sit and stare. She did for a moment before standing. "couple shit is down to a minimum" She simply stated, begging on the fact that Max should know she had some problems. especially when it came to anything involving love.

    Eridus pondered over what she had said. Seeking the two options and possible outcomes. Walking her rebellion to kingdom would be far too dangerous, casualties would be high, and frankly she wouldn't be in any better situation had she not done that. Though the first option was good. "marriage huh" She questioned. "you said you didn't want to marry that prince didn't you?". She again questioned, now increasingly interested .

    Anders looked at Max, then looked back down, shaking her head. She knew how much this meant to her. "look, you know i love you max. you're my best friend, right. i probably wouldn't be here if it weren't for you". She spoke, head slowly guiding it's way back up to look her in the eyes. "i'll do all the romantic sappy shit ok? the stuff actual couples do". She shook her head, a famous goofy Anders smile creeping across her face. She bent down on one knee, staring up at max. "will you, Max Wailer, be my fake girlfriend for the time of the wedding? can i be your plus one?" She joked, chuckling as she did so.

    Anders smiled, standing back up and letting go of Max’s hand. “Well you might need to teach me a thing or too about romance, or couple shit, haven’t really done anything” She states, shrugging her shoulders.


    I’m so sorry for the low muse! I’m half asleep right now

    “You said alliance, we will give her that, besides you say it yourself, your army isn’t strong enough.” She stated, a small smirk playing at her lips.


    At that point, Eridus had know she would never marry, she hated the thought and didn’t really have anyone worthy of marrying. However on the other hand, marrying someone to dethrone someone was something she could get behind.!

    Aksel had had it rough during highschool, like most kids of course. She wasn't much of someone to have friends, and she kept mostly to herself throughout. Her mindset on swimming rather than her social life. Though that didn't of course stop her from making friends, and the group of friends she did make were her whole life. She wouldn't image life without them. So when she got invited to the house by Carmen, Aksel jumped at the idea. She was excited to say the least.


    She stood from her seat towards the rear of the boat, drink in hand as she made her way slowly towards the driver, careful not to fall from the splashing waves. She reached Carmen, slipping into the seat beside her and smiling, pulling her sunglasses over her eyes to mask the bright reflection from the water. "what's up babe?" She questioned a thick australian accent noticeable as she yelled over the noise of the engine , small smirk playing at her lips. Aksel was always calling Carmen some sort of pet name, whether it be babe, honey, whatever, you name it.