The Traitor (On Hold)

Chapter Four

Andrew pushes me deeper into the forest. I lost sight of the village that i woke up in. I look at him. His hair is a light blonde and he has a strong jawline.

"What?" He says sounding bored.

"Im just marveling your beauty. Maybe once you get me back i can draw you. Did you know that I'm an artist?" I laugh.

He stops in his tracks. "You cant draw me, i will be working in the castle and they will think we are in love."

"What are you going to be?" I ask.

"A guard, maybe your mothers or your personal guard." He smiles.

"Did you know thats how my mother and father fell in love. I remember how they smiled at each other, how after dinner they would dance with no shoes on in the library, how every night they would tuck me in saying i love you and leaving the door open so there wont be any monster. They did everything together, he protected her to his dying breath, but your father didn't just kill him but he killed her inside slowly with pain and loss." I say putting my hand of his heart. "Here is advice for you, love is pain, Its not like a bullet wound that can be healed." I then start to walk.

"How are you so smart about love? Are you or have been in love?" He asks.

"Never, and never will I fall in love. And I have seen it first hand when someone you love is there and when someone you love isn't."

"Well we are nearing on the town. A black car is waiting and will drive you to the castle." he takes my hand in his and kisses it. "Until next time my princess." and he walks away.

I walk straight for a couple minutes and I then see the car. I step in and the car zooms off before I had the door closed.