

It took her a few tries to stow her pistol properly. Stefen, Tye, it's lovely to meet you both, Stelia said as she holstered her pistol. I like that idea, answered the older brother. Anyway, you can follow me inside, if you'd like. Her father's fortune was dwindling fast, and without a way to make money on her own, she had to be cautious. As much as she wanted to provide him with a wage, she couldn't. In the middle of her speech, she glanced at Billy. When the war ended, I had to let a lot of people go, but I still employ the kitchen staff.

" Really? The older brother's mouth fell open. How many people would be sympathetic enough to take pity on the boys? She asked, Why don't you come inside for a proper meal? Stelia spent a few seconds biting her tongue, wondering if she was stupid. The boy and his brother were very skinny, after all. I just thought I'd take a few eggs, and no one would notice. We were orphaned by the war, and we've been on our own ever since.

He wanted her to know he was an elf, like she was. One of the boys, the older one, pushed back his hair to reveal a pair of pointed ears. Billy stood behind her, raising his pitchfork, ready to attack if necessary.

I'm not going to let it happen! She aimed her gun at the 'bandits,' two teenage boys who were barely more than skin and bones. Pushing the door open, she cried, Halt! I don't know what you're planning, but. She was such a poor hero, it almost swung back and struck her in the face. The henhouse door was cracked, so Stelia kicked it open. If you don't stand up and defend your home, no one else will. "I don't really know how to use this, you know."īut I think you're brave, Billy commended her. Her nose puckered when she looked down at the pistol in her hand. I can't stand by and watch you take on a couple of thieves by yourself, can I? " What are you doing?" Stelia hissed at him. He knew she couldn't keep the plantation running without any workers, so he offered his help for free. Billy was the last slave to leave Tercell Plantation, even though he was a free man. Billy was standing beside her with a brandished pitchfork. Maybe the uniform inspired her? Maybe it made her feel like she could actually take on a couple of bandits and live to tell the tale?Īs she held up her pistol and reminded herself to breathe, Stelia realized she wasn't alone. She didn't know why, in fact, she felt a bit silly when she donned those clothes. She wore her soldier's uniform that day-even the hat. Stelia had tracked the bandits all the way to the henhouse, where she could hear the unsettled clucking of twenty frantic chickens. The war was over, her father was dead, and she was the last person who could defend Tercell Plantation against potential invaders. She didn't know much about guns, but she had been practicing sporadically for eight months, ever since Julian left her. Stelia pulled back on the pistol's hammer until she heard the click.
