Snippet Saturday – Maiden and the Monster
“Fight Scene”
Eden turned in horror to the men. A scream sat silent on the edge of her lips. A chill worked its way over her body as Luther’s attacks grew bolder and her husband’s defense appeared to weaken. They thrust toward each other with more and more vigor. Eden’s hand fluttered to her mouth in horror. The knight’s movements became bolder as they tested the other’s limits. Sweat lined their brows and their chests heaved with the excursion.
“Why, m’lady? Why has the monster done this?” the maidservant demanded.
“Lizbeth,” Eden began. She stopped when she saw Luther raise his sword high above his head. The duke kicked his attacker swiftly in the gut and sent him sprawling to the ground on his back. Eden jolted in alarm. The fallen man struck Vladamir with his foot as the duke descended on him, moving to strike at him as he lay on the ground. Vladamir stumbled backward but didn’t fall. Eden sighed in temporary relief to see her husband right himself unscathed.
With Vladamir safe for the moment, Eden turned back to Raulf and hastened, “I’m so sorry. I’ll find a way to help you. I didn’t know my husband cared for Lizbeth so much. No wonder you didn’t want to speak with him.”
She heard another grunt and clang of the swords. Eden turned back to the men with a jolt of alarm. Raulf spoke, but his voice was hoarse and the words were lost on her as she was drawn toward the fight. Luther had her husband cornered against the wall, a foolish smile on his face.
“Nay, Luther, don’t!” Eden screamed, forgetting her resolve against her husband. Her feet propelled her body forward. The beat of her heart echoed in the caverns of her ears. The duke didn’t hear her plea or if he did he didn’t show it. She was about to scream again but stopped, her jaw slack, when she saw Vladamir’s face. The duke toyed with the other man. His eyes were the same devilish black they had been when he was strangling Raulf. He was full of confidence but it was a dangerous game he played.
“See how he taunts him,” she heard a soldier near her say, confirming her suspicion. She turned to stare at the knight in disbelief. He was a scruffy man, with too long a beard and not enough hair on his head. His rounded belly jiggled as he yelled his support of her husband.
Eden turned back to the fight, her breath caught in her tightening throat. Her husband should’ve been on the losing side. Luther was taller and he had the duke backed into a corner.
Eden rushed forward once more. She glared at the men, intending on stopping their battle over her. Her hand fisted over her pounding heart as Luther lifted his elbow back to give Vladamir one final thrust. Her husband was bloodied with several superficial cuts and his eyes were narrowed and drooped as if defeated.
“Nay!” Eden shrieked, lifting her hand as if to pluck the image of Luther’s sword from the air. Running full tilt, she tripped on a mongrel dog and landed on her stomach. The fall didn’t stop her as she surged once more to her feet. She desperately wanted to save her husband. Her heart leapt in her chest as Luther swung. She stiffened with trepidation, her world crumbling all around her.
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