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Arwen
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Date Posted: 07:23:14 04/11/02 Thu
"What the hell is going on today?" Arwen though. "First my husband gets shot, then I get chucked out the city, then Anawiel turns up!"
"Anawiel, what are you doing here?" She stopped and glanced to survey the woman. Her dress was blood stained and ripped. Worst of all, there was a shard of a black blade protruding from her stomach. Although, Arwen reflected, she seemed to be coping remarkably well with it. Still, she was injured, badly. "Who did this to you? Come on we'll get you inside." Anawiel didn't answer, Arwen suspected her body had given up on her, after her long trip here.
Arwen pulled her hair out the cloth, hoping someone would at least recognise her face. "Help!" She screamed, "Help! There's a woman out here with a sword in her stomach. She won't last much longer. Please. Help!" The distressed Queen hit her fists against the wooden door. To her suprise it creaked open. A guard peered round, and saw Anawiel.
"I think you two had better come in." When he saw Arwen, his eyes enlarged.
"Come on," She said, and grabbing her cousin by the hand pulled her through the door.
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