Roseline continued hitting and banging the door, fear getting the better part of her. She felt so scared.Where was she? And who could've brought her there? What if they're enemies of the King and actually want to hurt her?Oh! Good gracious! She felt herself in so much trouble.She left the door and tried going to the window to see if she could open it, but just then, she heard the door opening and turned in a little fright to see a young, strange boy coming in. He was dressed in black, had a hoodie over his head and held some items in his hands. He paused at the door when he found Roseline standing close to the window. And Roseline? Well, she couldn't be any more surprised as the expression on her face and explained how scared she was. "You're awake" the young boy said, dropping the items he held on the floor close to the bed. Roseline took some steps

The lady ran out of the bush, going after the unrecognized figure, but it was too late as the person was fast enough to get lost. "Damn it!" She hit her fists. Who the hell could that be? Who could've taken such risk to eavesdrop at their conversation?? Her accomplice came running out of the bush afterwards to join her.  "She's gone?" He asked, his voice sounding so deep and the lady nodded.  "Do you think she must've seen our faces?" He asked, staring at the direction she had taken  "How am I supposed to know? This isn't good at all. Who could that Witch be?" They were silent for a little while. "I think we need to part ways for now... just incase" the man said and the lady nodded in agreement.That was probably the right thing to do.  "Bye then" she said and the man left while

Roseline was blindfolded and forcefully taken into a carriage. She kept crying as they rode, fear eating her up completely. Who were these men and where were they taking her? How could Marcus betray her this way? So, his friend was right afterall?Oh God! If only she had known, she'd have stayed back in the palace. Then maybe, none of these would be happening. What has she done?She kept crying and the blindfold on her eyes weren't helping her at all as they only made her more scared. She couldn't even tell where they were headed. Were they going to kill her or what? Oh! She was definitely putting the King's life in so much danger!**After a very long while, she felt the carriage stop moving and her fears only increased. Where were they? Were they going to kill her? Where could they be?"Bring her out!" She heard a strict voice say and the next thing, strong hands dragged her down from the

After a while, she was done with the bath and the maid helped her into the room and gave her something light to wear It was a light transparent gown that was too exposed for someone like Roseline, but having no choice, she had to put it on.  "Just stay here and wait for him. He'll be here soon" the maid told her and left afterwards, locking the door.As soon as she left, Roseline stood up and ran to the door. She tried opening it, but it was locked and without hesitation, she ran into the bathroom where she had seen the knife and picked it up. What does she do with this? Where does she keep it? The dress she had on was too transparent and wasn't a perfect place to hide the knife since it could easily be seen by the so called Leader. Oh! What does she do??Shortly, she heard footsteps and her eyes dimmed.Ah! She needed to think fast; needed to act fast.

Roseline fell into the King's hands Immediately, finding it so hard to even breathe."My King..." She called weakly, holding onto him like her life so much depended on him."You're fine now" Lincoln stated gruffly and brought her gently to lie on the floor.Roseline could feel her waist hurting a bit. Almost every part of her body was hurting.And as her body touched the floor, she felt her muscles relaxing."Thank you" She muttered to the King, probably thanking him for helping her lie on the floor.Lincoln nodded and sat next to her, right above her head."When are we going back?" She asked fraily, struggling so hard with the dizziness that overwhelmed her and Lincoln could notice."Maybe by morning. We can't leave now. It's late" he told her. "But... won't the enemies find us here...?" She asked and Lincoln shrugged.