The two siblings stood quietly against the wall as the Princess walked around the gardens. Loria suddenly fell to the ground; her brother hadn't reacted fast enough. She was lying still on the ground, her chest made no movements of rising and falling. It scared her brother, who had never truly seen her like this. "Loria!" he yelled, crouching down next to her, he opened one of her eyes by tugging down her lower eye lid, the magenta color of her iris greeted him but it was glassy like a doll's eye. [i]Approaching the walls of the castle are men disguised as famers who have fled the country side. They are drawing near.[/i] Kalon had left his sister on the ground to go to the Princess. There was no telling what was going on, perhaps she was having a vision of some sort? He grabbed her arm and tugged her along. "Come with me Princess, it is not safe here." Kalon found his sister in the same position that he pulled her into, she wasn't waking. "Wake up!" he demanded, panic filling his eyes but not his voice.

[i]They are on the walls! Run![/i]

Loria was a prisoner in her own mind and body; she was forced to watch everything play out in the vision. [i]Her brother had grabbed the Princess by the arm but before they could run to safety within the walls of the castle, or to call for more guards her brother had been cut down by a sword to the back. The Princess followed, her blood mixing with Kalon's on the stone walk way. [/i] Rarely were her visions wrong. They were going to die and she could do nothing to warn them...what was that? Metal on metal! Kalon had heard approaching feet, feet that were far too fast to belong to the gardeners. Whirling around to face the threat, Kalon pushed the Princess behind him, close to Loria, as he drew his sword and met the men head on.

 As she began to wake a throbbing pain made her close her eyes tightly but she could hear a fight happening around her. Once her eyes were opened to the world she could see that her brother was not in the place that her vision had said he was in, he must have moved enough to avoid the fate that she had seen. Breathing rapidly, she sat up and grabbed her head. Her brother was fighting the men, soldiers of the invading army. They had been dressed as simple farmers of Wester. "Princess," she called quietly. "Come with me." Her head was aching and she wanted to cry out for the violence to stop. Loria seen far more violence than many thought, thanks to her visions. The garden was secluded from the rest of the castle and it often went unpatrolled. "We need to hide!" Loria whispered to the Princess.

Kalon struck one of the men in the abdomen with his sword. The man's blood soaked his clothes as he fell to the walk way and soon his blood pooled below him and in the cracks between the stones. Loria grabbed the Princess and pulled her along behind her. One of the invaders had caught sight of them and left the three-on-one match. His sword was gripped tightly in his hand as he walked quickly with the determination to kill the two women.

It was no longer safe in the castle. If her brother made it, they would be leaving with the Princess soon. Loria ran into one of the gardening sheds that were kept along one side of the wall, out of the way and out of sight. She closed the door and looked around for something to use. A rake caught her eye, "Find something, anything and if he comes in here you start swinging." she ordered the Princess. She could hear the man drawing near, his feet crunched on the loose stones just outside of the door.

Kalon was a bloodied mess by the time that he had dispatched of the men. Common soldiers were no match for the knight. Most of the blood that stained his clothes and skin belonged to the other men some belonged to Kalon as well. He may have been far more skilled with a sword but that did not mean he was immune to their attacks. His head whipped from side to side has he looked for the Princess and his sister. Both were gone and he could hear screaming--Loria's screaming--he followed the sound and found that one of the men in the group of five was hacking at the door to one of the garden sheds, it was being held closed from the inside by someone. Kalon's face darkened and he held his sword in both hands as he ran behind the man. This man was much more different than the others. He was skilled. He was a knight. 

What was a knight doing here, he should have been with the rest of the invading army...

Kalon's eyes widened in realization, the army was closer now. That meant that the war was just over the horizon.