When morning arrived, Alaenor found herself awake once the rays of the sun shone upon her still face. Groaning, she sat upright in the bed, letting out a yawn afterwards. She rubbed her eyes as she gazed around the room and spotted Cordelia already awake and moving around. With a quick nod in acknowledgement, Alaenor got off of the bed and quickly dressed for the day. Once done, she packed all of her things up when Cordelia felt uneasy, glancing at the brunette for a moment, "Quickly, we need to move."

"What's wrong?" Alaenor queried, looking puzzled.

"It's not the right time to talk about it, but something bad is happening." Her tone was laced with nervousness and dread, but she showed no sign of showing it. Instead, she continued to speak in a hushed voice, "I can't explain it very well either but I trust my instincts and something tells me that we shouldn't delay things now."

With a hesitant nod of affirmation, Alaenor took hold of her hand when out of nowhere a couple of Seekers of Magic members caught them once they exited the tavern. They exchanged glances between each other for a brief moment, the redhead silently asking for her friend's permission to handle the situation before Cordelia stepped forward, ready to defend herself against the incoming enemies. With a quick glance, Alaenor took note of the few people who were approaching the duo, preparing herself for anything that might happen. Behind the group stood the leader himself.

Cain.

He gave a short nod in approval, signalling for the people standing around him to disperse. As he turned around and made eye contact with her, Alaenor's gaze immediately locked on his cold eyes and a shiver ran down her spine. She couldn't see any signs of emotion in them but that wasn't important as of now. Cordelia instantly knew who he was - the man who killed someone important to her. She glanced at the brunette with urgency and mouthed the word, "Run." But the redhead was frozen to the spot, unable to move from her position, not able to tear her gaze from Cain. She noticed the faint smirk on his face when he suddenly spoke. Before Alaenor ran off, she did not mistakenly heard Cain's words.

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"Ah, there you are, my dear little sister." He addressed her with obvious distaste.

The redhead swallowed heavily, glaring at his brother from her position. Alaenor, who at this point, had run off for safety while half of Cain's people chased after her. She didn't know how to shake them off, let alone cast magic on them as she had to think quickly for she wasn't a fighter either. Now that she was further away from Cordelia and Cain, the others remained in pursuit of her - and the next thing she knew, she cast off a staggering spell out of the blue towards them to delay their pursuit. The spell landed perfectly on two of the Seekers and sent them stumbling backwards. Unfortunately, the others didn't have an effect of their own and quickly rushed towards the brunette, grabbing her by her arms and pulling her backwards.

"Ow!" She cried out as she struggled against their grip, cursing under her breath.

One of the Seekers managed to grab hold of one of her arms with his free hand, preventing her from casting another spell. Without thinking twice, she tried to remove his arm away from hers to break it but unfortunately, she was unsuccessful in her attempt. In the meantime, Cordelia fought off her brother's people, her reflexes sharp as ever as Alaenor watched the event unfold before her eyes. Then Cain's eyes flickered towards the brunette, cold gaze lingering on her when his words caught his people off-guard. "Leave her out of this one. We're taking the redhead with us."

Cordelia's eyes widened, out of protest. She knew she couldn't fight off her brother just yet, she had to come up with a plan quickly when Alaenor unleashed her protection spell once more around herself and then unleashed the staggering spells against her captors. Without a second thought, she grabbed the other woman's arm and hurried out of the settlement, sweat breaking out of her skin so quickly as they dashed off towards the stables and took one of the horses without care.