The walls, which stood so formidable... were crumbled.

The tall towers and busy streets were ruins.

There was what appeared to be a massive crater where buildings once were.

It looked so... ghostly.

I fell to my knees. Shock and grief overtook me as I dazed the once grand city. What on earth had happened here? How long was she...

... Gwenael ...

... Gwenael!

He had taken me to a place where time worked differently. He had taken me to his part of the realm of the Thaynes. This was his fault! I knew it! My sorrow steadily rose into anger. Eyes wide, I slowly turned my head to him. I was too shocked to shout, but man could I whisper curses well! Staring at him with a red face, I spoke in a soft, but not calm, tone.

"Gwenael. How long were we gone?"

His amber eyes look locked mine. They definitely had a certain light behind them. No wonder he had seemed so worried before! The nerve of him to bring me back just to show me this! As he visibly gulped, I felt satisfaction in the fact I could scare a Thayne.

He blinked rapidly, body still as ice as he fixed his eyes on the city. "Months."

I gapped. Blinking in sheer shock, I surprised myself by standing on my feet. "Months?"

I stomped forth. Dead grasses crunched beneath me as I shoved my face up to his in challenge. "Months!"

My vision grew blurry as the images of the desimated city flashed before my eyes. "That tells me nothing!"

So upset was I, I raised my fist and swung it through empty air. Oh, how I would if loved to feel it smash something material. The boy in front of me could suffice if it were not for his Thayneship.

Teeth gritted, I stood even closer. "Tell me..." I growled. "How long-"

We were interrupted from our quarrel by distant shouting. I paused. Gwenael looked towards the direction of the sound.

Then, I heard the unfamiliar voice.

"Aye! Travelers!"