𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭

~𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫~

Fredrick quickly draws out his sword. I stay down as I don't view it as a threat.

The door hinges and a silhouette behind it appears. A guard.
"Your highness," he bows his head "we've cleared this floor, you may leave"

"Oh, would you hear that September" he directs his words to me.

Thank the lord.

I bolt up and stare at him aggressively.

As I step infont of the guard to leave, he stops me.
"I'm afraid the castle is under lockdown, you may not wander around unguarded, nor leave the castle, my lady"
I sigh.

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All three of us leave the room, to allegedly meet the king and get questioned.
Fredrick walks infront, I in the middle and the guard behind us.

Each hallway is massive. Dark brick walls, tens of feet tall, with lengthy windows. The halls are embedded with darkness. It's the beginning of dawn, and so light is barely shone from the windows.

My theory is backed up as we walk and pass a ton of dead bodies. Mostly guards but I've seen a couple with red masks on them. This is not our doing.

Puddles of blood on the ground. And the pungent smell of dead bodies is very unpleasant.

We reach into a hallway intersection, Fredrick and I walk into the next one, blocking our view of the guard.

Fredrick stops there for a second, he reaches out for my mouth and pins me to the wall. "Shhhh" I don't feel the need to question him as I notice the guard hasn't come.

"Come" he withdraws his hand and gets a good grip on my wrist. Lifting a latch and revealing a hidden tunnel, that I would never in a million years guess it's there.
He gestures for me to get in, and I do.

The tunnel is cold and compact. I could barely crouch without hitting my head on the riged sharp ceiling.
Fredrick and I are cramped together. There's no way we could fit in without our bodies colliding.
His hands are all over me. One stretching from my arm reaching my leg. The other is a shield on my back.

My arm hurts even more now, as my breaths come in ragged. With the lack of oxygen and the pain swelling from my arm, I feel like my whole world will crumble.

He lets out a whisper to my ears. "Calm down, and stay here! I'll be back"
I almsot disapprove, but he gives me a reassuring nod and a smile.
"I'm coming!" Dammit.
I didn't mean to say that aloud. I should let them murder him, instead of getting myself killed.
"No you'll stay here!" He demands.
But I don't want to stay here. And though I'm not on a particular side, I can fight.
Who will I fight? A voice in me questions.
And at first I think I know the answer. I'll fight against the royal family. But truth is, I don't know the answer.
"Like hell I'm staying in this godforsaken place" I let out, still whispering.

And he knows damn well that arguing me won't take him places.