A Little Visit
Link Lavellan was only a young boy of ten when he first saw the fierce and beautiful Nevarran shem. Apparently she was some sort of royalty but she didn’t act like it.
He loved the way she sparred with her older brother in the backyard. She was good, too, better than himself, in fact. And found himself wishing he could have the chance to bout with her.
“Grip your sword a little higher,” Link heard the older brother say as he watched from behind a bush. She obeyed. “Yeah, that’s it. Perfect. Another round, then?”
Their feet moved with perfect footing as they lunged, blocked and parried, it was like they had their own special dance. Link wanted to clap for the girl as she smacked the wooden sword from her brother’s hand.
“I’ve got you now. Perhaps I am ready to face a dragon with you.” She said, her chin tilted high, as she held the tip of the sword at his throat.
He swiped it away, laughing. “Not yet, little sis, but someday soon, perhaps. Be a dear, Cass, and help me up please.”
Cass. That was the beautiful girl’s name. Link smiled happily, he could finally put a name to that face.
Cass gripped his wrist and gave him a pull. He came up easily. Link was amazed she didn’t even stumble or waver in the slightest with that amount of counterweight.
“Children! It’s time for dinner!” A voice called out from inside the house and Link watched sadly as his visit came to an abrupt end.