Y/N'S POV
I seriously don't know what was happening. This boy blew the horn and now everything's happening to fast. Trumpkin called me to follow him, so I'm basically just running after him. We stop Infront of this group of Telmerines.
I pull my sword out and start slashing my way through, only to realize Trumpkin got taken. Then I feel a sharp sword pierce it's way through the back of my thigh. I scream in pain and I drop to the ground to slash the person behind me's legs.
He yells in pain but gets up and grabs me. He throws me on his horse, then faces me.
His eyes go wide, "I know you, oh, Miraz is going to be happy to see you" he says, and motions the rest that they could go now.
I try everything to try and get off, but he grabs my hair and holds it, so if I move I'm only hurting myself. As we're on the horse, we ride through this gate.
Oh shit! I know this place, Telmar
Oh, this is gonna be bad!
*
We make it towards the cells as they throw me and Trumpkin in.
"Tomorrow's your lucky day" one soldier, chuckles, then starts to choke into a cough. The other soldier looks at him concerned.
"We better get to the infirmity, the nasty little girl gave me a bloody cut!" He says, madly. I give him a dirty, as he slams the gate shut. I wait until I hear them leave, then turn to Trumpkin.
"That's it, you heard him, were gonna die tomorrow, Trumpkin, were gonna die! I haven't even lived!" I whisper. He looks at me confused.
"Well, it's not like you wanted to live in that tree anyways, it was the safest place you could be" he says. I give him the 'seriously' look. "I'd rather be in there then dieing" I reply.
"How do you think there gonna kill us?" I ask. Trumpkin looks at me tiredly. "Why are you worry so much, go to sleep" he says, as he lays his head on the cold concrete. I sigh loudly, I don't know what was wrong with me.
I've been sentenced to death a billion times but always escaped. Now, I just feel like I don't have a chance of leaving again.
Am I giving up?
I never give up!
I'm gonna do something about it
I'll get us out of there
Definitely!
Ok, I just gotta think of how...
Just as I'm trying to make a plan I fall asleep.
*
I wake up to being pulled onto something. I slowly open my eyes, only to be welcomed by the sun.
"Argh" I grunt. "Move already!" I hear a man say, on top of the sound of the deafening crickets.
I open my eyes, this time facing the dry, grey grass, then turn my head towards a the same soldier from before I fell asleep.
"Come. On!" He says, as he pushes me on a...boat?! I sit up to be facing with Trumpkin. He has a straight face on, as if he doesn't care that were about to be killed.
Ok, ok, ok, I just need to find something sharp to cut my ropes with.
I find a tapping screw out of place, dug up in the canoe. I slowly move back and slowly rub it against my ropes around my arms. And that's when I realize, if we're on a canoe, were on water.
Yeah, you guessed it, I can't swim!
Very unlogical of me for not realizing that we were on water the whole time.
"What's the girl doing?!" I hear a soldier chuckle. He grabs me, and throws me next to Trumpkin. The next couple of minutes are quiet until the other soldier says, "He won't stop staring".
