Free Black Horde: War Horn (Book 1) by Costei Andrew

S ilence..., a deadly silence dominates around.  Ilimael dismounted down from his high deer with  widely grown horns like the roots of a big tree, turned up wide in the air; he  stepped  deep on the plains  of Merren  Rannalla ( land near the sea), now soaked with blood like a sponge. Sun intimidated by bloody struggle got dressed in heavy black clouds, it pale light was cut by a petty rain that quick as a playful child had gathered in streams and red puddles. Plain in noon grown in bodies, hundreds of corpses infested the earth; the battle was over. Orcs had been defeated by the elves of the black forest. It was a bloody battle...
    Ilimael steps carefully, exhausted as if calculated every move in mind, still smiling; His face was streaked with warm raindrops and his hair unwind like a peacock tail in the breeze coming from the sea. He jab his sword deep into the earth and the sticky mud of the plain had received a sword and surrounded like a cobweb imitating a strange game of love.
    -I want water, said with a harsh tone,
    A young rushed elf, brought a brimming bottle of cold water from the secret springs of the Kautominta (the citadel of elves in the black forest) water reached the prince, but the reaction was not what was expected .... Ilimael was watching thoughtfully at the horizon, his blue eyes were looking for something that cannot be found, cannot be touched. He forgot about the water, he looked to his comrades who lay slain by the enemies, to the plains in the noon, to the sea;
    - Report someone, said with monotone voice
    -213 dead, majesty, 36 wounded, more than twice the losses in the previous attack of orcs, said Kassel, one of the captains of the elves forces.
    -Something happened, fixing his eyes to Guono-mur's lands (island populated by orcs) said Ilimael, something attracts these orcs to Kautominta, they do not want to understand that we never will give forest and grab water from servant hands.
    -Your Dad, your majesty...
    -Do not speak to me about my father,  broke the prince  the one who dared to speak to him, my father is living in peace there in the forest and here we fight, we lose our friends and brothers, we, we, we," cried indignantly Ilimael. My father did not want to understand that orcs become a danger, we rejected them 3 times in this year and we should spoil their  plans till  is not too late.
    -King, majesty, has managed to keep the peace and welfare by wisdom in these lands, has sought to avoid wars, only to keep the sons and fathers at home.
    - I know, replied ferocious with menacing  voice Ilimael ,but peace today here has come to an end, orcs become more and more each time, and day when we will be more few in number and I am afraid that plain  will be our grave. Orcs have not recently stepped into the lands beyond the sea, and if they do so this means that something calls them here…
    Ilimael without  to finish his sentence had been interrupted by a voice heard from far away.
    -Majesty, majesty , a familiar voice resound in the quiet of the plain. A envoy elf had emerged from the crowd of soldiers gathered around the prince, in his hand he held an envelope sealed with red wax and the emblem of the Black Forest, after a sign of respect letter had been handed over to the prince:
    -It’s from the king, your majesty
    - What has happened, king knows that we are in the mission to guard the borders of our kingdom and that we get back to the Kautominta over 2 full moons, said Ilimael;
    -Majesty, I just execute orders ,answered the elf and with a sign of respect disappear  in the crowd.
    Carefully Ilimael broke down the seal, unrolled letter and began to read. He read silently, but his lips were making chaotic movements as though wishing to make the words heard to all, after a few seconds of silence prince broke the letter and said:
    -Kessel we are going home now, you have two hours to gather the bodies of our fallen brothers, we will get them back  home,  to Frey, for the sake of