Chapter 90 Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Chapter 90
Mirelle’s POV

We walked out of the dead forest without any problems. I was beginning to think the dead forest was actually overrated. Or maybe it was because of the rebels living in it. I didn’t want to jinx it. They might have cleared out almost everything dangerous.
We still had a long way to go. We arrived at Mirelle’s village and I adjusted my hoodie to cover my face entirely so I would not be recognized. We got horses and within minutes, we were on our way. We rode as fast as we could. Every minute counted. If we got there a minute later, all our plans might fail.
I could finally see the ice palace from afar and it did not look different. I thought it would reflect the death of its monarch, the abuse of its people. But it looked the same way it did when I first saw it and while I lived in it.
“We have someone we can leave our horses with,” Eragon said.
When we got to the house, Eragon knocked silently. A voice came from inside. The house was a mile away from the ice palace.
“Who is there?”
“Uliath, open up. It’s Eragon.”
The door opened and the first thing that caught my attention were his lower canines and glasses. We entered his house in a hurry and Eragon and Uliath stood in a corner while they discussed in hushed tones. Once they were done, he faced us.
“Fiona, you go first with your crew. Don’t forget the plan. Immediately you see the signal, go for Makus.”
“We won’t. Be careful.” She then turned to her crew. “Come on guys.”
They moved out and were gone.
“We will just hold on for some minutes, princess, before we get out of here.”
“Princess?” Uliath said.
He stared at me for a long time.
“What happened to you, princess?”
“Ummmm….” I looked at Eragon, wondering if he could be trusted.
Eragon nodded.
“He is one of us, princess. He can know what we know. He might even have an answer to how this happened to you.”
Uliath was still staring at me.
“Ummmm… I kind of died in the human realm and woke up here in this body.”
His eyes widened.
“Did you make a bargain, princess? Do you owe one of us a debt?”
I thought about it and then remembered. How could I forget?
“Sailine… I made a deal with him and he said I must come back to free the Unseelie. Oh my God, is that why? Am I bound to him somehow because of the bargain?”
“I believe so, princess. Our bargains can be powerful.”
I faced Eragon.
“What happened to him? To Sailine?”
“Last I saw him, was in the palace, the day Eliath took over” he said.
“Princess, you will only be free of this once the bargain is done.”
“What will happen to me then?”
“Your soul will be free of the hold. Your case is the first I will ever see, but I have heard stories.”
He still was not answering my question.
“What will happen to me, Uliath?”
He paused, took a deep breath and looked up at me.
“The bound soul will go back to its former state.”
I blinked.
“So… I would die.”
“I am sorry, princess… but yes.”
I took in a sharp breath.
“Is there a way to keep her alive?” Eragon asked.
“Not that I have heard or know of,” he said.
“Fuck. I was beginning to love being alive again,” I said sarcastically.
“Princess…..” Eragon said remorsefully.
I raised my hands and smiled at him.
“No… it’s okay. I will be fine. Promise me you will keep this between us.”
He hesitated.
“Promise me, Eragon.”
He nodded his head slowly.
“I promise.” His face was solemn.
“Alright, can we go now?” I replied.
Right now, saving Hagath and Makus was more important.
“Yes, princess. I will inform the others,” he said and walked away.
“Thank you, Uliath.”
“An honor, princess. Your mate stayed here once and even though he tried to fight his fate with you, he could not because he loved you deeply. Love conquers all. Maybe yours will,” he said with a smile.
I stared at him quizzically. What did he mean? I was just about to ask when—
“Princess…” Eragon called, interrupting my thoughts.
“It’s time.”
“I hope for success for you in this rescue,” Uliath said and bowed.
I nodded and followed him. Then we left his house, our faces covered, and moved with stealth. We already had the location of where Hagath would be held before the execution. We hid in the shadows.
I could see people being forced out of their houses and I guessed it was for only one reason. To watch the execution. If they were already bringing people out, we were really cutting it close.
“We have got to go now,” Eragon said, noticing the same thing.
Fiona and her crew were also depending on us before they would be able to save Makus. So we blended with the crowd.
We had to be careful. Eliath expected something to happen, so he would have planned ahead.
We got to where Hagath was being held and paused when we saw soldiers surrounding his prison wagon.
“Gale, create a distraction that would lead them away,” Eragon said.
Gale walked away from us. Then he started a fight with an Orc. It was a perfect distraction. Their fight destroyed the goods around them and caused such a commotion that it drew in a crowd. Some of the guards left the prison wagon and tried to break up the fight.
That was our cue.
We moved immediately. We could handle the remaining guards.
Within minutes, we knocked them out.
Hagath looked up at us.
“Prince Consort. We are here to rescue you,” Eragon said.
His hair had grown longer and his beard looked fuller. He looked skinny and had bags under his eyes.
Eragon opened the door.
He did not say anything as he walked out. When he got out, he looked at us.
“You should not have come.”
“I can’t let you die, Hagath,” I said.
He stared at me for a long time.
“Who are you?”
“Taliahtie…..”
His eyes widened.
“We have got to go. I will explain later.”
We moved as discreetly as we could. Hagath had a limp now, so it was a bit difficult.
“I have sent the signal to Fiona. They will meet us at Uliath’s. It’s time to create that explosion,” Eragon said.
Within minutes, from a distance away, I saw the prison wagon Hagath had been in explode.
And then chaos.
I could see freedom smiling at us.
Then—
“Stop.”
Oh no.
“State your business,” a soldier said.
Nobody moved.
“I said, state your business.”
“We are here to see the execution,” Eragon replied.
“Then go back. The execution has not started yet.”
He placed his hand on his sword.
“Who is that?” he asked, pointing to Hagath who had on a hoodie. “Remove the hoodie.”
Hagath slowly removed his hoodie.
Why the fuck did he do that?
The soldier’s eyes widened and he adjusted his stance and drew his sword out. I could see other soldiers coming closer.
“I think this is where my journey ends,” Hagath said quietly.
We all drew our swords.
“Escape. I will distract them,” Hagath said.
Then all of a sudden, a dark mist filled the space we were in.
The soldiers were coming in droves.
“Run!” Hagath shouted.
I didn’t want to leave him alone. I promised Corlin I would bring his father back.
He saw my reluctance.
“Eragon, get her out of here!” he shouted.
The others were already fighting the goldies.
Eragon dragged me and we ran.
“What about the others?” I shouted.
“We can’t save them, princess. We have got to go.”
We ran and ran and ran. When we were sure no one was pursuing us, we stopped and took a deep breath.
Then we heard a gong.
“What’s that?”
Eragon’s eyes widened.
“The start of the execution.”
No…
That meant Hagath had been captured.
I ran back the way we came.
“Princess… no!” Eragon shouted.
The fight had ended and I could see the crowd moving to a particular point.
I got closer and right at the gallows knelt Hagath, his hands tied behind his back. And in front of him was Eliath, a sword in his hand.
“Let this be a warning to the rebels and the rebel prince. Let him know that he will not win.”
Then he raised his sword—
And brought it down on Hagath’s neck.