He went out to meet the woman who had been reached and fought a fight with Morvan. She hit him with a blow, but Morvan grabbed his hair by passing a dagger on his face. The woman managed to disengage herself, but ended up on the ground. She crawled out trying to escape, but he grabbed her throat hard.
- Aila, can you hit him?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
She pointed the bow in the direction of Morvan and fired an arrow shot, which hit him in the back at the height of one of the shoulders. We heard his scream and he dropped the dagger on his knees at the feet of the blonde woman, whom I soon recognized as Aileen.
- That... - She whispered.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Getting off the horse, I went towards Morvan, who turned to face me.
- It can't be! - Aileen whispered when we were very close. She stared at Aila with a confused and astonished expression.
- Morvan! - I said as I got closer. - I've been dreaming about this moment since Cora's death.
Morvan smiled kneeling and closed his eyes. Pulling the sword from the hem, I held it tightly and with a dry blow I cut Morvan's head off.
- That was for my sister! - said before he kicked Morvan's body to the ground. - Aileen? Are you all right?
She was still in shock when I approached her and lowered myself to evaluate her. There was blood flowing from a head wound. She also had some cuts on her eyebrow and mouth, showing that she had taken some blows.
- I... She... - Aileen whispered. - No... It can't be!
- Aileen, I know it sounds confusing, but stay calm! - said looking at Aila, who stared at Aileen from above the horse. - We'll get her back to Dunhill safely.
I looked at Aila, who got off her horse and walked to us. She was dressed in a yellow dress and a bustier made of knitted fabric, which I had suggested she wear. The sleeve of the dress was shorter than that of the others, going to his elbow only. She put on the leather bracelets to hide the scars. His usual dagger and a small beast were attached to the wide belt that adorned his waist. She wore the sheath of the sword through her chest and attached to her back. He smiles when the handle of the huge sword shone over his shoulder. That didn't stop her from walking resolutely and elegantly to us. Her face, which for me was delicate and very well drawn, brought a mixture of tiredness that highlighted some small scars. I smiled when she got close. Her unflinching security was always hanging by a thread. She looked at me with an expression of fear that only I could identify. I nodded and encouraged her to continue.
- Hello, Aileen! - she said fearful and stretched out her hand. - Don't look at me like that, please! I'm not a ghost.
Aileen looked at her outstretched hand for a few seconds, trying to decide whether to accept her help or not. She stretched out her hand with great fear and slowly took her towards Aila. When her fingers touched her sister's hand, Aileen shrunk as if lightning had struck her and she held her breath. Tears invaded his eyes and began to roll down his face. Aila held her sister's hand firmly and pulled her against her body.
- Aila! - Aileen said in hugging her.
- I'm so sorry! - Aila squeezed her tight. - Please forgive me! Forgive me!
They both hugged for a long time, crying. Aileen was weak because of her effort and her injuries. The emotion made her pass out in her sister's arms.
- Aileen! - Aila called with despair. - Aileen, wake up!
- Calm down! - said holding Aileen and held her in my arms. - She's hurt. We need to get her to Dunhill.
- I'll take her!
- Let me take her. - said heading towards the horse. - Call Olivia.
Aila nodded and signaled for Olivia to come towards us. We rode the horses and headed for Dunhill. We entered the courtyard of the castle in haste. Alistair came towards us.
- Bree! Alec! - ...he came over and I got off the horse. - You found her.
- Yeah. Aileen was on the road, fighting Morvan. - I explained it and he took it. - She'll be fine, but she needs a lot of care. He's got a head wound.
Aila was mute on the horse. I looked at her and followed her gaze in the direction that she faced. Standing at the castle's front door, Aideen stared at her in silence. She was pale as if she'd seen a ghost.
- Aideen, look! - Alistair called her. - Alec was able to find Aileen.
He frowned, clearly worried about his wife, who was not moving. Aideen looked like an ice rock stuck in the ground.
- What's going on? - Alistair asked, looking from one to the other. - Why is Bree so like Aideen?
Taking a deep breath, I went towards Aila and stretched out my hand to help her disassemble.
- You trust me, don't you? - I asked her by the waist. She nodded by swallowing dry. - Then go to her.
Aila nodded and slowly walked to her sister. Aideen had tears in her eyes when she threw herself into Aila's arms. They smiled and cried at the same time, kneeling on the
