Poor, princess hated knowing everyone didn't get treated fairly, or equal. She didn't mind if she didn't but wanted every villager to be treated with respect. She made her way to the heavy wooden doors that she managed to get open. It was dark, and was very dim. The only thing lighting up the Church was a very faint candle light that was in the far distance.
She made her way to that candle light, but something in her told her to turn back.. She couldn't get herself to turn back it was drawling her near it. She made her way through the darkness and picked up the candle as soon as she did that she heard a deep, but fairly faint voice.
"Don't run."
The voice stated, in a deep, yet stern tone. Isabella froze and slowly turned around. This voice isn't any voice she had heard, from east-dropping, it was much deeper and almost a eerie tone. She did as the voice told, quickly convincing herself of it being the priest in the church, she faced the person who was in a hooded cloak.
Never facing someone so close, the voice speaked;
"What's your name dear?"
this unknown person stated, again but more calmly, still being stern as before almost in a demanding sort of way, without being demanding. He slowly took off his hood reveling his face.
His jet black hair slightly falling down his neck. He had neck length hair that fit him perfectly, his deep green eyes were almost peircing through Isabella's soul. She froze as he said those words.
A-ah uhm.. I am.."
She froze, she remembered the words of her mother repeat in her head. She had to quickly come up with a name that'd sound.. different then her own.
"I am Izzy"
Damnit, that name was that came to her and yet it doesn't sound any different she thought.
The unknown person gently took Isabella's hand and whispered gently but yet softly.
"I know you're lying, look. I am not here to hurt you, Isabella"
He smirked. At the fact he knew her name, he liked the sudden fear in her eyes. And she instantly knew to get out of this place, his intentions were bad, even if he said they weren't. She didn't wanna stay there any long.
She slowly walked to the door and ran to it at full speed. She wanted out, she had a very bad feeling of this person. She got to the door, and this unknown person grabbed Isabella's arm.
"You're not escaping. You need to listen to me"
Was the last thing she heard before hearing the door open behind her and being knocked out by an unknown substance.
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The Dark Trilogy
Fantasy!!ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!! Born with dark beautiful red eyes, her family thought of it as a curse. As a princess they had pushed her away and locked away the key. They ignored her existence, until she found a way to escape. What she thought was freedom...
