Rhana kept a worried eye on the game, realising that it was difficult for Kane to lose, even though he was supposed to. Not because he didn't want to, but simply because Bhurthnin was the worst player of dice she had ever seen.
She rolled her eyes and took a look around the camp. Sadiya appeared to be asleep with the child in her arms, and the newcomer, Ulfeg, was watching the game from a distance.
Suddenly she was struck by a terrible thought. What if she failed? She had done this several times before, but Bhurthnin was a large, strong man. She shuddered and her stomach turned by the thought of what could happen if she wasn't careful.
Forcing herself to calm down she glanced at Kane and noticed the concerned look in his eyes. Shaking her head, she showed him her blade, assuring him that she could take care of herself, and he dropped the dice to lose the game.
Rhana closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. She cast a quick glance back at Kane, as Bhurthnin grabbed her arm and dragged her away with him into a group of trees. "He can't help you now, love, he just lost you!" he said with a hoarse laugh. "And now I want my prize!"
He shoved her against a tree and she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth in disgust, as he leaned against her, his hands finding their way under her clothes, groping and searching.
Slowly her hand moved toward her knife, and she grabbed firmly around the hilt.
Not a sound escaped him when she slit his throat, he just glared at her, a surprised look on his face. She slipped out of his grasp and quickly stepped away from him, watching the large man fall to the ground as his blood swiftly left his body.
A satisfied smile appeared on her face as she stood, looking at the lifeless body on the ground. Once again a man had been lured into the trap and had fallen for that trick.
She shook her head over such stupidity and kneeled down to search his pockets. She found nothing but grabbed the flask in his belt and went back to the camp.
Kane saw her first, since he had been staring the way they had left, all the time. Rhana didn't return is gaze, but dropped down by the fire next to Ulfeg, pulling her fur-coat close around her. She opened the flask she had taken from Bhurthnin's body and quickly emptied it, staring into the flames with an empty look.
[ January 11, 2003: Message edited by: Maikadilwen ]
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