"Freeze!! Do not move a muscle!!" cried a bunch of voices. Male voices, you took special note of.
Fighting panic, you suddenly find that no fewer than twenty soldiers have ambushed you, armed with swords, arrows and crossbows. Not even if you had been a guy armed with magic or guns would you have taken the risk of taking them all on.
"W-what do you people want with me?" you whimper, clutching Drak's egg tighter than ever. You are once again shocked at just how high-pitched your voice is.
What looked like the lead soldier emerged from the brush. He, like the rest of his soldiers, was clad with chain mail armor, and looked to be around thirty.
"That is not for you to know, but we act on the kings orders. Now come with us quietly if you wish to live!!"
"B-but I haven't done anything wrong!!" you wailed. Yet the frightening thing was, how had King Galbatorix known you were coming? And how did these soldiers know which guy...or rather, girl to search for.
The officer clutched his sword tighter, "Look, I understand how you feel, I do not understand why the King would bother to capture a random lass like you. Yet if we do not obey our orders, we and our families will be put to death."
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