"I'm sorry." He whispered as a tear fell from his eyes. Frowning up at him, I tried to speak, but the air in my lungs left as the feeling of something sharp entered my stomach. Gasping in shock, I watched as Markus pulled his hand back taking the sharp object out of me.Staggering back, I looked down at my stomach. Blood oozed out of the wound, coating my once crisp-white shirt with red. Placing my hands over the wound, I looked up at Markus.Standing by his side was Anna, a victorious smirk on her face. "Well done, my love." She whispered.Turning his face to Anna, he bent down to kiss her."Fall back!"Present day:The pain was the first thing I could register. It felt like my insides were being pulled apart as bile travelled up to reach my throat. Gritting my teeth, I tried to focus on anything but the pain I was feeling. The last thing I could remember was the searing pain in my stomach, as the one person I truly loved stabbed me with his sword.Markus.Opening my eyes, I squinted
Throw Back:The sight of Anna at the tree line had William staring in shock. She didn't look to be hurt, and his frown only deepened as he watched a smirk form on her lips. General Mains had dashed over to her, shouting orders for someone to get the healers even though she seemed fine. It wasn't like he didn't care for his sister, he did but something seemed different about her.Gripping the sword strapped to his hip, William looked around the tree line. Something didn't seem right to him. Sliding his arm through Abagail's grip, he laced his fingers with hers. The air was deadly still, and no sounds could be heard apart from those of General Mains' voice. As he watched his beloved sister, a chill ran down his spine at her next action. Grabbing the small dagger on Mains' hip, she swiped it across his throat effectively cutting open his neck. Blood oozed out of the wound drenching his once crisp white uniform, red.Tightening his grip on his sword, William turned towards his men as the
"How long must I wait till she wakes?" A voice boomed.Frowning at the tone I tried to open my eyes, but my body wouldn't listen. The sound of rushing feet followed by hushed voices, entered the area adding to my frustration."My King, she has lost blood she must rest." Spoke the same girl from the morning. Taking a sharp breath, I heard the man hiss under his breath."Then patch her up and get her healed." Sighing, the lady moved closer to me. Placing her hand over my wound, I bit back the need to scream as a hot searing pain shot through my middle.Taking her hand off my stomach, I heard her sigh. "We have run out of the healing water from the cave, my King.""Then get more!" He boomed.Groaning from the loud voice, I pulled my head to the side. All I wanted to do was sleep, was that so hard to ask for? The voices seemed to be too loud for my ears to handle, as I tried desperately to shut out the sounds. At my sudden movement, someone gently grasped my chin."You're awake?" The voic
Once the wound was wrapped once more, I thought back to what William had said. Would Markus do this, and if so why? What was in it for him, and who wanted me dead? I had so many unanswered questions and I knew only one person would be able to answer all of them. As I gazed at the roof of the white tent, I wondered what he'd be doing and if he was healthy.Frowning at my thoughts, I closed my eyes. "Why am I worrying about someone who tried to kill me?" I whispered.I knew the answer to it though. I still cared about him. Even my own heart would beat faster at the mere thought of him, but yet now I didn't get excited when I thought of him. I used to spend all my time with him, but now the thought of being near him sent fear through my veins.Turning my head to the side, I gazed at William's sleeping form. He looked so tired. His once-styled hair was no more, and his skin now tanned as if he had spent too long in the sun. Under his eyes were dark circles and to anybody else they would f
Throwback:Running beside the lake just on the outskirts of our village, Markus my closest friend, ran toward the river before crouching low and throwing some of the water in my direction. Squealing from the cold water that hit my exposed skin, I stopped in my tracks to frown at him."That wasn't nice!" I yelled. Folding my arms over my chest I continued to pout.Smiling mischievously in my direction, I watched as he slowly bent down to cup some water in his hands. Slowly unfolding my arms, I backed away as he came closer to the water. "Markus Dwell, if you value your favourite sword I suggest you put that water down."Shaking his head, I watched as his smile reached his eyes. "Sweet Abagail, it seems you have a little bit of dirt on your face." Running towards me with a loud cheer, I quickly turned around heading in the direction of our village."Abagail, you won't get away from me!" Laughing, Markus jumped over a fallen tree.Smiling to myself I rounded a tree. Bending down I picked
Bursting through the tent, I took a deep breath of fresh air. I felt suffocated almost like someone had their hands around my throat. Letting out the air in my chest, I staggered my way through the crowd of people."Abagail, wait!" Shouted William from behind.I couldn't stop for him, if I stopped now I would break down. All the memories I had with Markus were flashing in my mind, almost suffocating me. I felt like I was being stabbed all over again, but this time it felt like it would kill me. Gritting my teeth I hissed as I felt a tear fall from my eyes. I could hear William shouting as he was catching up to me, and even in my weak state as I tried to run it was to no use."Stop!" He shouted. Gripping my arm, I was pulled into his chest."What?" I whispered. I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was go back to my tent and sleep.Frowning, William stepped closer. "You loved him?"Sighing, I felt my anger grow. "Is that really why you stopped me?" Turning to him, I frowned."Answer the
"I think we should talk about this, Abagail." Stated father.Rolling my eyes, I leaned back in my chair. The meeting had gone on after my little mishap, and the riders all agreed that moving the camp was important. Talios had gone on to explain we had stayed in this camp for about four months now, and if we wanted to stay undetected by Toban then we needed to move.Although I wasn't keen on the move, I knew to protect the people travelling with us we had to go. William wanted to send all the surviving people to another haven not too far from here, whilst the soldiers and riders made their way to the new camp. I agreed with him. Doing this, if we were caught no innocent lives would be taken.Leaning back in my chair, I gazed across the table at my father. He looked clean-shaven, his hair tied back. Letting out a breath I hadn't realised I was holding, I tilted my head as I gazed at him. "There's nothing to talk about with you. All has been said.""Not about your mother." He said.Frown
Unknown POV:"Is it done then?" Mumbled the King.Sitting in the throne room on his black metal throne carved like a dragon, King Toban gazed out at the hundreds of Rogues before him. All of them were down on one knee, their heads bowed in respect to their king.Standing in front of him was Anna. She wore a floor-length black dress, her blond hair pulled back behind her shoulders. Lowering her head in respect, she nodded. "Yes, My King."Smiling, Toban spoke, "Very good." Standing from his throne, he moved towards her.Her eyes darted around the room, anywhere but his face. Toban noticed this, causing his lips to twitch. Standing behind her, Toban ran his hand along her bare collarbones. Humming under his breath, he moved his head near her neck, his other hand fisting her hair. With a harsh tug, he pulled her head to the side.Groaning from the sudden action, Anna's breathing quickened. She would be lying if she said she wasn't afraid. The man before her held so much power, and with a