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Penulis: robinramirz18
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2021-08-23 00:00:18

We’ve been standing for hours, there’s no sign of any person coming, and my legs are gone. What are we even waiting for?

When my legs finally gave up, I sat down. However, my captor had other plans. He pulled me up by my collar with a condemning look.

“I will not let you disrespect the king like that,” he glared at me before pushing me. Ouch.

I don’t like this kind of treatment; cold and mean. It doesn’t help when the aura of the palace is frigid. Everything is a dark shade of gray and screams dourness. Although the carpet and the throne are color red, it only added to the tense atmosphere this place gives. Even the plants can’t help liven up the place. The palace looks like a big wilting flower in the middle of the meadow. (More like a weed). It looks the same as the prison building we passed by earlier!

Who would live here?

Just being in this place feels like it sucks my soul out of my body. It’s just… lifeless.

I shifted my weight o

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Oh wow, I only saw this author's note part now. Anyway, I really hope you'll enjoy my story! Maisie's already inside the kingdom and the king's palace. Things will get more interesting from here on!

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  • This Is MY Story   19

    Vaughn’s news last night didn’t let me sleep. The word ‘scouting’ and ‘rival’ doesn’t sound good together in one sentence. For all I know, we would be scouting the kingdom where the soldiers there are out to kill me. Couldn’t they just pick another kingdom to scout?! I also can’t ignore the underlying morals I have to brush off. That ethical dilemma where you’re also contributing to possible deaths of innocent people by participating in the scouting. But doing nothing whilst knowing the possible outcomes of their plans to scout is the same as just watching a crime unfold in front of you. AM I A HORRIBLE PERSON?! These thoughts squeezed tightly around my head. The nerves on my head pounded the longer I thought of my likely future. I pushed my head hard to the pole in hopes of relieving the ache. I let my head hang and tried to clear my brain. There’s only one solution to my current dilemma. I took a deep breath before shouting at the top of my lungs. Just like in cartoons, there

  • This Is MY Story   18

    Vaughn showed up the night I surpassed the longest record of being tied down on that damn pole. I know it’s Vaughn, despite my poor vision, because he’s the only person who walks that path in the woods. He looks like he was carrying logs in one of his arms and something in the other. It was a satchel. He stopped his tracks halfway towards me, then motioned his head to leave the field after seeing my free state. I felt like a newborn deer when walking towards him. I stopped a few times to stretch my wobbly legs. He stared at my face for a while the moment I’m in front of him before walking away. I rushed to his side and matched his pace. He kept on glancing at my face the whole time we walked towards some place. Tonight, the dimly lit moon made it harder for us to navigate through the thick piled-up snow. The soldiers had to rake the snow off once every 1 to 2 hours to even out onto the field. However, they leave the snow to pile up 2 hours before their training ends. Some soldiers

  • This Is MY Story   17

    Everything became bland again when morning came. It’s as if no one tried to kill me last night. I haven’t seen Vaughn yet after he left with my attacker. Riain still stopped by a while ago to rant about how his servants ruined his morning. Apparently, he wanted a vanilla bath, but they gave him a rose and milk bath. Having to endure hearing him rant about baths, I became hyperaware of how I badly needed one. Minutes after he left, the mean prince and his troops came. We held eye contact for a while before I broke it and glared some place else. I really hope he can feel my hatred from miles away. Seriously? Can’t he be brave and kill me head on? He really had to order someone to do dirty jobs for him. There must have been an event today at the palace since everyone left earlier than usual. That means I can loosen the ropes and stretch for a bit. I guess I’m really back to this routine again. Well, until I complained about everything going back to normal. Today, I had an unusual

  • This Is MY Story   16

    Once again, I was left alone with my thoughts and cramped body. I wiggle occasionally to prevent further muscle and joint damage from my body being inactive for days. Being tied up for a long period has taken a toll on my body. The ropes are now looser and gave me more space to bend my joints a little. To add more pain and discomfort, I also have a clogged nose. The restraints, cold weather, stress, and starvation weakened my immune system. Every minute movement I do made it a little hard for my brain to catch up. The world spinned as soon as I move my head. Don’t even get me started with how I pee. The urge to be swallowed by the ground every night whenever Vaughn rescues me from marinating myself in pee. I closed my eyes and diverted my thoughts from my struggles. Listing them down won’t do me any good. But… I have to endure 3 more days to be free? IF they were to let me go. On a more pressing thought, I still don’t know that guy’s name.

  • This Is MY Story   15

    1ST PERSON’S POV: I lost track of time. I don’t know how long I’ve been in this world. Though I’m sure that I’ve been tied to this rope for a day already. It was hard to sleep consistently in my current situation. I could only take a few naps before waking up because of the cold or something itches that I can’t scratch. Amid the miserable things that continue to happen in my life, watching the winter sunrise erases all the negative feelings I have for a moment. I would like to hold on to that moment of peace, even if it’s just for a bit. Gazing at the sky eventually led me to be blinded by its brightness. I looked down and blinked multiple times, hoping to remove the dizzying effect of staring at the sun. After getting my sight back to normal, I saw Vaughn walking through the forest while carrying a wheelbarrow. He looks so tiny from afar. With my poor eyesight, I wouldn’t have recognized him if not for

  • This Is MY Story   14.2

    1ST PERSON’S POV: I knew the guards dragged me to who knows where, but I slept halfway through it. My eyes closed as soon as I tried to open it. The mental and physical exhaustion I experienced yesterday still drained the life out of me. Though I peeked at where I was and saw the field. My senses slowly crawled their way towards me until it finally registered in my brain that they rigidly tied me to a pole slightly thinner than me. This pulled my shoulders back awkwardly. I can only dread the upcoming soreness later- if they were to free me. My teeth were already chattering while the harsh coldness of winter gnawed at my face. I forced my eyes to open to have a better view of my current situation. The angry face of the mean prince first entered my sight. His whole body was stiff, with some veins bulging on his neck. ‘Heh… Bulging…’ I do not know how he scowls every second of the day without gett

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