Cythin began telling his plan: “As I told you all before, the king planned for me to be thrown into prison, and I need help trying to get the Stranger out of prison. Saphira, I will need you to distract the king by presenting a rare cloth of any kind.”
“But, I don’t have a rare cloth.”
“I can take care of the cloth part for you,” said Leia.
“I will need you to give it to him, and tell him the little details about it, that way he will look closely and long enough to not even see me coming from the doorway.”
“What about your wings? Anybody could spot them from a mile away,” Obin said. “
I will have a cloak over me.”
“And the guards?” Leia asked.
“You and Obin will take them out while Saphira and I are hidden. You will give us a signal to say it’s safe.”
“’Four’s the Company'?” Obin asked. They agreed. “When we hear that signal, we will begin with the first part of the plan. Leia, how long will it take you to make that cloth?” Leia counted with her fingers and then said, “Two days at the most.”
“Okay. After she has finished the cloth, we will carry out with the plan.” Cythin got up, but then remembered one thing and turned around. “Do any of you know how to use a weapon?”
“I use a bow and some arrows,” said Leia.
“Are you any good at it?”
“If I have a close enough target.” Cythin wondered how close a target would be for her.
“I use a sword,” said Obin.
“Ehhh, we won’t need to have any swords; I don’t want anyone killed,” Cythin immediately said. “Can you use your fists? Do you have strong arms?”
“We all have strong arms!” Saphira said.
“That would work better than using weapons.”
On their way, Saphira was clad in brown and lilac, and Leia, green and brown with a dark cloak over her shoulders. Obin was in his village clothing and also had a cloak over his shoulders. They traveled for an hour or so on foot. Cythin was a little worried about Obin, though. Obin could tell this by Cythin’s impression. “Do not fear, dear Cythin. I will have the strength to beat down the guard.” “Before we left the fourth land,” said Saphira, “our parents told us this one thing that has always stuck to me: ‘Let nothing that comes your way knock you down. You are strong, you are brave, and you are passionate.’”
“So, your parents…they died in the war?”
“That’s correct,” said Leia.
They came upon a small forest that was left of the castle. “Alright, this is it,” whispered Cythin. “We need to get to the gate. That brick wall, right there, is where Saphira and I will hide. You two will go on ahead and disguise yourselves as normal villagers and say you have a message to the king—or something. Once they have unlocked the gate, you will knock them out…try not to kill them.” “I hope I even knock one out,” Obin said. Then, loud chirps of a bird were heard. Leia knew this was no ordinary bird and she removed her cloak and pulled her bow out and notched an arrow in place and shot it. Cythin’s eyes widened with surprise. “You’re a much better archer than I thought." Although, Leia loved birds and this was a little upsetting to her. “What about ‘bringing no weapons’,” Obin said while giving Leia a look of reminder.
“Couldn’t help myself,” she shrugged. “And that was a bird of king Aradan. It was going to tell him our plan if something wasn’t done.”
“Are there anymore?”
“Well,” began Leia as she put her bow away, “I hope not, Cythin. And I hope that, that call wasn’t heard by the guards.”
Cythin and Saphira sat against the wall. Leia and Obin played their act, and they were let in. Obin began punching the first guard until he fell to the ground. He smiled with satisfaction and shouted, “Four’s the Company!” But, as Obin turned around to see if Leia had finished taking out the second guard, he saw that she was on the ground and the second guard was standing. “No, no, no, no, no, NO! Stop it! Don’t come!” It was too late, Cythin and Saphira were already in sight and in a flash the guard bound Cythin’s hands. Saphira, and Obin beat him down, but then, guards came from the door way and bound the two so that they couldn’t move their hands. There were too many for their eyes to count. One of the guards carelessly pulled Leia up on her feet and she could barely hold herself up. “Stop it!” Obin commanded. “Don’t you even care?! She’s hurt!” The guard behind Obin tightened his ropes to make him quiet. Leia stumbled forward as a guard pushed her. Cythin was immediately in rage and jumped while kicking one of the guards. Saphira did the same and they both ran forward, trying to get to Leia. Cythin almost made it, until he felt something hit him on the back, causing him to go unconscious.
That will be the last sneak peek until I finished the story. Hoped you all enjoyed this!