Annabelle runs, her feet light, her breathing too quick. Her cheeks were stained with black blood, but she did not notice. She did not notice the various red spot on different part of her body, she did not notice her bleeding forehead. She only heard the hooves of the horses behind her, giving her a hot chase. A Chase which would decide her fate, a fate which she knew not but one thing she was sure of was that, she couldn't stop, she wanted to, but she couldn't, she can't and she won't.
Different twigs and dried plants snapped as she stepped on them, she then fell as the soil underneath her feet opened and then closed above her. She landed hardly, falling unconscious.
Frenger paused as Annabelle could no longer be seen. Her blonde hair and her torn red dress was out of sight. The woods whispered, and the tree breathed, nature bloomed and then one of Frenger's men screamed in pain. He had been bitten, by a poisinous snake.
Each of the me stared at each other,
Sir Bwalk rides, heading to the castle. He couldn't pause for a split second as he was already late for the Royal meeting. His heart pounds, his breath rationed and his skin of dark shade, is wet due to perspiration. He could feel how hot his helmet was pressing against his slippery head." Open the gate" one of the guards said after sighting sir Bwalk. The hefty metal gates slides upward, paving way for his black stallion.He descends his horse, handing it over to his squire. The castle atmosphere spelt out business, off course it would since tonight was the Prince of Wales feast." Welcome alas Bwalk" Oden roars.Bwalk smiles as he removes his helmet bowing before the king." Come join us already, time is not on our side" Oden said." Yes my king" Bwalk stands up staring at the numerous faces of the Royal council, some traitors and others greedy fellows." Rumour's have it that the Humilin's stage an attack against us" Renegal
Prince Richard step out of his father's court in rage. As he strays to the palace garden.He had just had another argument with his father. But unlike the others he had planned this one.Prince Richard turns staring at the enormous castle before him. He steps backward moving towards a sculpture located in the palace garden. Richard always loved the natural atmosphere in the garden. It made him forget his royal duties, it made him focus on something other than kingdom politics, balls and most of all it helped him escape from his father's extravagant expectations of him. " Give me a heir soon, I beg of you" he would always say at the feasting table. And his mother would giggle acting as if she didn't feel the same.His pretentious sister Anastasia would smile sipping her from her cup gracefully.He didn't want the type of love his father and mother had, one which will give rise to conflict between
Annabelle holds the basket of carrot in her hands as she returns from the market. Madam Jizelle must have started with her complain.once again She would ask Annabelle if she had been counting each strands of her while returning from the market. Annabelle had gone to get carrots for Madam Jizelle horrible personal meal.Annabelle could hear the excessive noise emanating from the palace, the atmosphere is saturated with a feeling of unease. She wondered must have happened. She walks towards the castle gate with her eyes fixed on the young man stepping backward, he holds a sword pressing it firmly on an old man's neck.Annabelle could sight the palace guards moving in groups, coming after the young man. She looks at the old man meticulously and sights the badge on his chest. It had a lion drawn on it.Annabelle is confused. What did this lad want with a knight?Richard continues to move backward heading away from the guards. He could see th
Audrea stares at the crowd. Their eyes all fixed at her lips, waiting for it to move.She takes a deep breath, pushing her chest out and raising her chin high. She stares at the crowd, a mixture of different personalities.The commoners whom were privileged to feast as royalty tonight, the greedy merchants, whores ready to serve for a penny and the observant spies darting their eyes to every corner in the ball room." Greetings people of Idil" Her voice echoes round the ballroom." There shall be a contest amongst eligible maidens who desires the Prince's heart"The crowd roars, raising up their wines in salute to the Queen." Then only can we chose a bride"Audrea let out a satisfied smile. Her reasoning was perfect. She wanted her son to make his choice, even if it must suit her taste.Oden turns to the Queen, excess warmth spread through his body.What would he do without her?He had made the finest choice in marrying on
Richard turns from side to side.He couldn't close his eyes, speak more of sleeping. He rests his head on his left hand, gazing at the top of the tall dungeon.The hollowness in his heart increases at the pass of every moment. His heart races and a feeling emptiness ensues from within. He wanted to see her" Annabelle"His face beams and a silly grin surfaces.He had to see her soon but he will be locked in here for as long as the pass of a full season.His chest is heavy, he scrubs his face using his right hand and then he heaves a deep sigh. But it was all worth it, Annabelle was worth it. She was worth his comfortable room nor the smile he got from his parents or friends.For once he was proud of acting violently. He would do anything for love, anything for Annabelle's love." Where was Fredrick and Vincent by the way?"They hadn't come to visit him. What excellent friends they are! Richard exclaims sighing once again.&nb
Annabelle pants.At last!The streets of Othwaine.She was close to the boundary, the boundary between this creepy forest and Othwaine.The figure was getting closer, persevering in its fervent chase.Annabelle adrenaline pumps in excess.What could be behind her?Perhaps it was the night walkers or was it that hag?maybe it was a beast of the forest?No it couldn't be, there were no signs of any beastly sounds. The footsteps trailing her was that of a human.Annabelle listens to the whispers of the figure behind.What was it saying? Was it calling for back up.Annabelle swallows hard still running not daring to look back." Consisterent et reverentia" The figure chants.Annabelle legs becomes stiff, the once warm blood coursing through her legs were now chill. She tries to move her feet but they wouldn't budge." Was these a nightmare?"Annabelle struggles with here legs in an attempt
Annabelle's fingers trembles. She covers her gawping mouth." This is diabolical, how could the king's men burn down a whole village.Annabelle holds both her ears, the screams of the people being burnt alive torments her head causing it to pound.At the moment, she sights a woman holding a baby around her neck running with all ounce of strength she had left. It was the exact scenario in her repeated dreams.How come this mirror knew and could even show it?Annabelle's moves closer to the mirror.The tiny droplets of tears fall freely from the baby's hazel eyes. The woman pauses staring from side to side. The image dissappears, the mirror becomes blank.This was the exact scene in her dream where she would always wake up." Your parents were slaughtered by king Oden as a result of an ancient prophecy"Annabelle holds her apron tightly, she wished she could disappear." You lie. You strange thing!"Annab
Annabelle ascends the stairs up the castle dungeon. She hoped she was safe?, She hoped she wasn't making a mistake coming here?.Her in a dungeon of all places"Hey halt" a guards commands.Annabelle pauses looking upward at the guard. She could feel the aura of brutality emanating from the man." Whom do you wish to see?" He asks looking closely at Annabelle." I was asked to show you this" Annabelle replies stretching out the letter towards the fellow.He drags the note opening it wildly, he then brings the lit torch in his hands closer to the note. Annabelle could feel the heat radiating from the torch's flame to her body.All of a sudden the man's once gigantic body shrinks. He sighs gesturing Annabelle to follow him.Annabelle exhales in relief.He halts all of a sudden and so do Annabelle.He coughs awaking the sleeping fellow in the cell.Richard staggers up moving to see who his visitor was.It was her, t