A Day of Savegry

[AnimeWolf0080 1509]

Spoiler

When I think of last night this is the song that comes to mind

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2rwPDfmcCrY&ab_channel=JonathanYoung

 

 

A young Lady Laurelie Vuiller went out to walk her dog. Finally a day of peace, out with Buckles. Walking the roads with a smile. The small mixed and stout dog ran around her feet. She returned the estate. Buckles went to join the other dogs in the back. Home was meant to be safe. As she walked to the keep people were coming in and out. The girl of fifteen raised a brow as she entered. Civil War was all that was being talked about. The smile she once had was no more.

 

The girl was used to death, after all, she was the one who found her father’s dead body. She grew up in war, helping her family wherever she could. She would often care for her ailing mother, who had just started to get better. Lady Katerina had entered their home, while the rest of her family went out to gather their things. Her cousin, Johanne, was going to bring the dogs along for a short while, to keep them safe. 

 

Soon, little Laureli was alone, with Lady Katerina, the doors barricaded. Men could be heard dismounting their horses, and fear quickly struck the poor girl. She saw them in the windows, trying to find their way in, Laurelie quickly ducked behind the extra things they had to use to block all the doors and windows. Lady Kate near the door. 

 

 

"HAIL." A man said knocking on the gate that blocked the doors "The Crown wishes to speak"

The sounds of another man gripping his gauntlet around the iron bars "We're only here to talk"

"I am the kindest of my party" said the last man "You would be wise to speak to me instead of them, da?"

The young Vuiller spoke "Get down"

"What crown do you support" the questioned asked to everyone who entered the keep

"It depends on which Crown you recognise" he answered

"Stop talking and get down please" Lady Laurelie pleaded in a short whisper

"what is your answer?" he spoke soon after

"Stay close" Lady Kate  spoke in the same hushed tones as they made their way to the roof.

The dagger Laurelie’s mother gave to her clutched close to her chest.

 

After some time had passed, Lady Kate went home. Her cousin, who was more like a sister, Lady Johanne Vuiller, had sent her a bird to come home, but she was already home. Their very tall friend Suika who was one year senior was now in the keep, as was her aunt Rosemary, and a musin had joined them.

 

 

Down in the basement they talked about heading up the stairs so that Suika could read one of her favorite stories out loud. As they started to make their way up,  shattering glass could be heard. Frightened, having not gotten the chance to tell the others what happened prior to that day, they ran back up the stairs to the roof. Letters were sent calling for help, one of the many cannons moved to the door. They had loaded it, ready to fire.

 

“Stay back! We are women and children!”

WACK! The musin’s head was caved in by a war hammer. Laurelie looked on in horror as Suika used her body as a shield for Laurelie. As the men came closer, weapons were already out.  

How? How did they get on the roof?

 

 “Well, well…Look what we have here boys?” the man said with a smirk.

 

“THE VUILLERS ARE TRAITORS!” 

The young Vuiller knew that voice, it was one of the voices from before. Wait, Traitors? How they were traitors, they did nothing wrong. They had said nothing. If they were traitors there could have been a more peaceful way of doing things right?

 

He boomed loudly. “No steps further, or off with your heads.” Heads, who’s heads. Her body grew cold. Our heads… She thought to herself.

 

 Johanne, scared at the men that approached threw a fire bomb at them. Tossing them back, just as the one in front of Laurelie and Suika was about to put his blade into Suika’s throat. The three men were sent flying, one nearly rolled off the roof, yet it wasn’t enough. Rosemary was hit with a crossbow, she ran over to Johanne “Don’t hurt the children!” 

 

Despite this, the letters sent proved fruitful, and people were on the way! However, up on the rooftop of the keep, Rosemary Vuiller turned, reaching for Johanne “Please, please not the children. I beg of you with every ounce of my being. Please don't kill my children.”

 

Rosemary reached out for Laurelie to take her hand. Calling her daughter she knew what this meant and played along. Moving to grab her hand, holding onto Suika

 

“SPARE THE CHILDREN!” the man ordered “TAKE ALL OF THEM PRISONER!”

 

Rosemary was soon pulled away, beaten bloody for Johanne’s actions, to be made an example of. She was just trying to keep herself safe. Why were they doing this? We were scared, and frightened. One second it was death and then the next it was prisoner.

 

“Close your eyes Llir, don’t watch this” she whispered to by Suika, still using herself as a shield, close to the cannon, they could do nothing. 

 

Voices, she heard voices. Were they saved? The men on the roof of Vuillermoz keep didn’t look happy.

 

The men moved to climb down the walls. Grand aunt Primerose was there.

Did she let the others onto the roof?

 

Primrose and Johanne started to tend to Rosemary.

 

Laurlie looked over the walls, a battle could be heard yet she couldn’t see anything. Sukia pulled her to the side “Let me out, my friends are here” After trying to set up another cannon she agreed. Moving down the hallways of the keep, Sukia saw her friend and jumped out of one of the broken windows.

 

Laurelie, started to make her way back up, taking a wrong turn in all the confusion, she ended up a floor too low. Her brother’s window was broken. Careful of the glass, she went inside. One girl, two boys. Sleeping in their cribs, tear stained faces. After checking them, she ran back up to the roof and told her aunt and cousin who she found. As the fight went on, Rosemary went to go find her mother, as Laurlie picked up the musin’s body. They went back to her brother's room. With Johanne with the boys, she tucked the musin’s body into her coat. Laurelie, using her own cloak tied the little girl to her chest. 

 

The group passed the boys back and forth as they climbed out a broken window and onto the ground. Looking around, they soon ran to the crypts, careful to make sure no one saw. 

 

Laurlie cried over her father’s body. Begging for him to come back, begging Godan to let him come back and to keep them safe. As Johanne prayed to Godan, and Saint Harald. 

 

Hours passed. Before a call was heard.

“JOHANNE?!?”

 

 

Once it looked clear enough. Lauralie ran to the house, their home. Her home, covered in blood and dead bodies. She started to pray for those who lost their lives trying to keep her family safe.

She moved to her room, the bottom of her dress caked in dirt and blood she started to pack up her very few possessions.

 

 

Lady Laurelie Henrietta Vuiller didn’t pick a side.

 

Lady Laurelie Henrietta Vuiller had yet to pick a side.

 

Lady Laurelie Henrietta Vuiller had picked a side!

 

“For the Eagles' foresight, we reign victorious.”

 

 

Spoiler

 

The events that took place on the 15th were… interesting.

Had fun, but I'm tired.