The Dragon Prince

Chapter 4

The cold ground beneath my feet felt gravelly and hard as I ran deep within the woods and along a river. The stones I kicked up cut into my cut and made me want to cry out from constant whips and pressures on my feet.

Shouting and yelling from behind me was a constant in this chase of fox and hound and to say I was scared was a very big understatement. I was full blown terrified of being caught by the guards who were persistent in their pursuit of me.

The river beside me was a crystal blue with shiny pebbles at the bottom lightly dusted with moss. If I weren't running for my life, I'd take it in to enjoy the scenery.

"Capture her!! We mustn't fail our lord!" One of the guards behind me urged the others, a tone of fear lacing his command at the thought of their "lord" and the consequences of not catching me.

I almost felt a little bit of pity and remorse for the dumb fools but that wasn't about to get me caught. The voice that seemed to love to pester me was always in the background between the shouting and my heavy breathing. It was constantly telling me to let the guards catch me..stop this game.

But like hell I would give it the satisfaction of me going where it wants me to go. I still thought myself crazy for everything that was happening and I still only thought it was my self conscious. I mean, the yelling would have surely brought the guards out...right? I mean, I was screaming pretty loudly. But the only thing that confused me was why their "lord" wanted me.

How does their lord even know I am out here in the first place?

Perhaps it's something I will never learn since I am still determined to not get caught by the assholes in silver.

I laughed as I thought I was near full escape. They were slowing their pace and were slowly becoming a mere whisper behind me.

In the blindness of my victory, I...well..embarrassing as it is to say this...I may have..tripped and fell on my face after the rocks gave way underneath me. The rocks that were sharp cut into my clothes and skin, leaving scrapes and small cuts along my now sore and spent body. The guards behind me caught up and as quick as they could pinned me down deeper into the ground.

I yelled out in pain as the rocks jutted deeper inside of me, causing immense discomfort and mild pain. The sound of handcuffs locking my wrists behind my back clicked in the back of my mind as I was forced to stand up by the rough tugging and pulling of the guards.

Most of them sighed in relief and others held a stoic expression as they shoved me back into the forest and back towards the castle of doom.

Well..That was certainly a waste of time. But to say it was not entertaining would be a lie.

The voice spoke arrogantly inside my head, making my teeth grind together and my blood boil.

I swear if you do not shut the fuck up, I am going to find a way to fucking expel you from my head. That thought was full of venom and I knew damn well that it could hear me. That allowed me to gain some satisfaction from our little conversation.

Ouch, how you hurt me girly. But regardless...I will see you at the castle with the other "lords"...or...I guess should I use "tyrannous dragons and bastard lords"~

A note of mockery and amusement laid at the end of the voice's sentence and it made my face turn red with fluster and anger. It was listening to me the whole fucking time.

Of course I am girl. I'm not going to just let my favored be out in the wild alone with know idea of her being now am I?

The more red I turned the more the guards looked at me with caution before whispering to one another,"Is this one ok?..she looks as if she is about to blow a fuse.."