𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝕺𝖓𝖊
𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: A high-school project gone wrong sends Astraea Aphelion fifteen centuries back in time, where she has to face a world of dragons, magic, and evil sorcerers. Luckily, she is not alone. In between hardships, she finds a...
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📍 Ealdor
⏳ June, 504 AD
[warnings: death, panic attack]
Two nights later, the people of Ealdor once again gathered inside the town hall at Arthur's request. However, he was taking too long to get there and the villagers were starting to get worked up – some even claimed that he had abandoned us! So I had an idea (albeit a stupid one) that would buy the Prince some time...
With a nervous sigh, I got up on a table that stood inside the room and I clapped once to get everyone's attention before getting on with my circus, "Sons of Ealdor, I am Astraea Wallace!"
Merlin's expression instantly turned concerned, while Hunith, Gwen and Morgana seemed very confused.
I smirked to myself and continued to paraphrase one of my favourite movies, "I've heard Kanen kills men by the hundreds, and if he were here he'd consume the Ealdor...ians with fireballs from his eyes and bolts of lightning from his arse." I didn't miss the puzzled looks I got from basically everyone, but I didn't let that deter me. "I am Astraea Wallace, and I see a whole army of my adoptive countrymen here in defiance of tyranny. You have come to fight as free men, and free men you are. What would you do with that freedom? Will you fight?"
"That is why we are here..." a dark-skinned man called out.
I grinned and kept talking, "Aye, fight and you may die. Run and you'll live, at least a while. And dying in your beds many years from now... would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they will never take..."
I watched as the people shared confused glances when I paused for dramatic effect.
"Our freedom!" I exclaimed while raising my fist in the air just as Arthur came into the room. No else seemed to notice him, though, for the room erupted in cheers and claps, making me burst out laughing in disbelief.
The Prince weaved through the enthusiastic villagers as he made his way towards me, stopping in front of the table atop which I stood. "What did you do?" he asked, looking up at me with an amused grin.
"You were taking too long and they were getting antsy, so I improvised," I replied with a nonchalant shrug. Arthur chuckled and chivalrously helped me to get off the table before moving to the centre of the room, calling for the people's attention once again.
"Tomorrow morning, the women and children should gather what belongings they can carry and go to the woods," he began in his authoritative voice.
"We are not going anywhere!" Gwen opposed him. I knew that she and Morgana were set on allowing the women to fight, too, so I moved to stand next to Arthur as I came up with a proposal.
