"Why does this feel familiar?" I scoffed standing outside the chambers of the princess of Axidian.
"Maybe she's awake." Amelia hesitated at the door.
"Do we really need to wake her up?"
"Yes we do. For all the trouble we went through, the least these elves could do is answer the door." Amelia knocked on the door with determination.
We waited in silence. Nobody opened the door but we heard footsteps rushing inside the room.
Amelia pressed her lips on the keyhole and called out, "Anarzia is everything alright in there?"
The footsteps ceased immediately. Few minutes later someone opened a tiny bit peeked through the crack.
The person on the other side exhaled in relief and opened the door wider.
"Come."
Amelia and I shared confused looks and did as she asked. Inside the princess's room a variety of tools were laid on the bed. Thick coil of black rope, hammer, bottle of water, daggers, pliers and scarves were arranged beside a brown dirt bag.
"And which village are you going to loot?" Amelia scrutinized the bed.
Anarzia sighed and stood before us, covering her bed. She wore a faded blue blouse and black trousers and a black cloak. Her hair was tied into a messy bun and a makeshift cloth band-aid fastened on her hand.
"I feel like we're interrupting something important." I glanced warily.
"You did. Caught me at a really wrong time." She rubbed her eyes and pulled two chairs for us.
"Where are you going with all this?" I questioned.
"I thought of leaving the palace for a while. . ." She trailed off. "I trust you can keep this between the three of us?"
"Yeah we will." Amelia confirmed playing with the hammer.
"But why? Where are you leaving for?"
"The Cave." She admitted watching our reactions carefully.
"You mean-- You're leaving for the home of Rebels?" Amelia gasped. "Did you forget what they did to your mother?"
"I wanted to talk to Tin. He's not like this. Before you arrived and before any talks of a war started, we were on really good terms. He let me stay when the palace became overwhelming." Anarzia muttered sadly.
"Tin even gave me his room for the night and slept with the lower ranked rebels. If you know him long enough you'll realize that he doesn't do free favours, just because someone asked.
But he helped me despite me lying about my identity for weeks. Even though I did reveal myself later on, he never harmed me out of spite for the Royals nor was he desperate to please me. He remained the same." She got up confidently and started packing her bag. "If any of our past alliance still holds good, he will let me in."
"Considering the circumstances, if he doesn't?" Amelia gulped.
"Then I'll fight anyone who crosses me." Anarzia tossed a dagger in the air and caught it by the blade. "I am Anarzia Rayoleth. The Princess of this kingdom. They should fear me."
I was slightly convinced by her confidence.
"Are you going to inform anyone?" I helped her pack.
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Help from the OtherSide
FantasyA 23 year old Deccan was on a trip with a friend for losing a bet. The two travel to an island as a reward for successfully graduating with flying colours. When his innkeeper gave him a mysterious object for safekeeping. ***** Initially the object...
