Epic Ballad Part 4

I softened, let my anguish show

"Even he does not think he will rise.

The orcs will take no chivalrous pause

I mean to hand them a nasty surprise"

"The sylphs, they would not suffer

My loyal retinue to pass

They drove the winds with icy shards

Cut their faces like glass"

"I left them at the forest edge

The sylphs, they harmed me not

The winds quick stilled, I rode alone

They flew with me silent, unsought."

Orsen liked this little

His frown grew deeper yet

"I must consult the mages,

The sylphs are never well met"

"Enter now the Great Hall

Elandon will hear you there.

The elven court will sit to dine

Please join at our table to share."

(to be continued)
©Kiku Koibito