Love and Vengeance

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

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

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'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 cries. Vanessa was right, she was right. An orphan from no where had no place in royalty. But she never wanted royalty, all she needed for once was to be loved. She had never been loved before.The door to the room creaks, Janelle steps in rushing towards AnnabelleShe felt sorry for her, Vanessa was being irrational and mean.Janelle strokes her Annabelle's hair, drying her cheek." Oh Anna, Don't mind  Vanessa. She easily gets jealous and insecure"Annabelle sniffs, blinking her wet eyes rapidly" Jealous?, Why would she be jealous of me?"Janelle smiles, She could see how pure and humble Annabelle's soul was." Who wouldn't be jealous of you Annabelle, you have no idea that words of your strange beauty had spread to all in Idil". Vanessa knows this, she knows you are a threat to her status as queen" Janelle adds. She stare deeply into Annabelle's hazel eyes. No one in all of Idil had this strange eyes.