[Manardariel]

"Who are you?"

A man looked down at them. Well, rather, he stared down at them with great interest, like they were an especially rare butterfly and he was wondering how to catch them.

Fiona stuck her chin up at him. Let him try to pin them up, he´d have vomit all over him before he could say "Butterfly".

"My name´s Fiona, I´m Sir Rindal´s daughter. This is my sister Rian and this-" she paused.

The man was eyeing Elena in a way that didn´t look friendly at all. Fiona thought she saw Elena´s lip quiver.

"That´s my other sister, Elena." She said, quickly. Elena looked like she had been voted the girl with the cleanest dress ever. "We´re from the village. We were attacked yesterday, and kidnapped, but we managed to get away. We spend the night in the woods, and now we came here for help." Was it really only yesterday? The thought crossed Fiona´s head, leaving her stunned. It seemned like six months had passed since she´d been sitting by the well, feeling hurt and lonely because her squirrel had dared touch another girl.

Fiona suddenly realized the man was still looking at them like they were mad. Fiona´s eyes glittered malichiously as she stared up at him. His eyes wondered over their dirty, ripped dresses covered in blood, dirt, leaves and throw up. He studies their pale, dirty faces, their red-rimmed eyes, swollen from too much crying and not enough sleep. Fiona waited for him to say something. He just stared.

"Umm, Helloo?? Are you going to help us or what?" Fiona asked, impatiently.

He looked down at her, and a smile spread over his face.

"Hello. Welcome to Swan House."