𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭

~𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬~

I take it as a sign and quickly slip out of the chains and unsheathe my dagger before - hopefully - anyone could see me.

I scurry over to one of the guards fighting Fredrick with his sword.
They unfortunately seems to be wining. At this point Fredrick's just defending himself, and not attacking. And even so, he's losing.
Metals cling on metals, and the rusty smell of blood staining the air in it's bitterness. It all adds with the lack of sleep I had and the worry that's been circling my mind. I'm certain my head will explode any moment now.
But it's too late.
I mustn't look weak.
I will save Fredrick and be over with this.

I take one of the guards by surprise. He drops down, lifeless, on the ground.
Ok two down, three.... there...
And it hits me.
There's no third guard fighting.
And just as I realize that, Fredrick shouts, "Augustine!"
I feel a hand on my shoulder, shortly followed by a sword pinned at my throat.

No.
No.
No, God please no.

The guards have taken an advantage of this, and restrained Fredrick, who was so foolishly worried about me.

Water dripping down my face like it's a flowing river. What will happen now?
To mother?
To us?
To Iris?
To everyone?

I have yet again ruined another thing by my foolishness.
God, I never fail to prove my folly.

"You dumbasses really thought the king's guards were that weak and witless?" The guard behind me snorts, "well then, jokes on you. I'm sure the king will be delighted to know about this!"
He starts pressing the blade depper, to the point where he draws blood.
"And... well, we can arrange what poor Arthur wanted, eh?" He says in a snarky expression that boils the core of my blood
"Don't. You. Dare." Barks Fredrick.