I once was a Duchess

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     At some time before sunrise I awakened, Hearing rustles in the leaves that suddenly stopped once my eyes jolted open.

                  " Who's there?!" I say lifting my head up causing the covers to slip off of my arms and onto my lap.
The fire was out as the smoke slightly floated far up into the air, As Atticus and Elijah lay on the ground sound asleep. Elijah's back was facing me while Atticus was facing me with his hand on his sword.

My senses heightened as my skin boiled and my eyes focused hard into the darkness that had no sign of anyone or anything being there. Although I was replied with silence my heart good and well, did not believe nothing was there, As I could hear careful boots lurking beyond the point I could see. And could feel the presence of an unwanted guest.

Watchful eyes observed me as I sit up in the wagon looking into the deep and dark forest searching, watching, hearing, waiting for that one moment that a pure sign was revealed that truthfully a trespasser.

" Come out now!" I said forcefully grasping my dagger.
The rustling sounds stopped, I tried my hardest to slow down my breathing and calm my heart down. I tuned in my ears as best as I could only hearing the sound of crickets and owls in the distance whooing. And the sound of the trees rustling and creating an uneasy suspense. 
I focused my eyes as best as I could, Hoping that the moon would come out from behind the clouds and illuminate the forest so I could see. But with each passing silent second with the echoes of my heart beating I grew restless. And with all the adrenaline pumping through my body I grew more exhausted than I already was.

The moon began to peak its head out, And suddenly large boots came rushing towards me. Heading towards me fast they run towards me. I quickly take off the covers trying to get away from the wagon yelping Elijah's name. But to no avail did he hear me, The man stood tall behind me covering my mouth and lifting me up off of my feet. causing muffled sounds to only escape out of my lips.
" Elijah!" I say muffled with beads of sweet forming 
" Let me go!" I say squirming, trying to get out of his grasp. But to no avail I never got out of his grasps.

I bite his hands causing him to let me go, "Eli!" I say as the man quickly covers my mouth and once again I am back in his grasp. 
Elijah jolts open as the moon begins to hide behind the clouds once again, Taking all of the light left to see me away. In muffled screams I tried calling Elijah's name but it was too late the moon was by now completely hidden and all you could see in the distance is a shadow figure disappearing with me in his arms kicking and moving, Desperate to get out of his grasps.

Elijah tries to reach his hands out towards me but nothing helped right when I was in his reach, I was pulled away with every living piece in me trying to fight my way into his arms. 
The strange man knocked me unconscious, I tried my hardest to keep my eyes open fighting to keep going but with the pent up exhaustion nothing helped my eyes were now slowly blinking closed while tears slowly filled my eyes.
I could feel my lips slowly forming the last words I wanted to say, Elijah's name. 

Before my ears completely drowned all out I could hear Elijah's voice as loud as I could hear before. He was far away yet his voice raged loudly than I've ever heard before than I could ever hear. I could hear his voice calling my name, As tears dripped from my eyes. He held out his hand trying to reach me once more looking more conflicted instead of having that calm face or smile plastered onto him.
The moon peaks out its head one more time, As his double colored eyes rest in panic.

The last thing I could hear from Elijah was the roar from his voice. Calling my name awakening all that was asleep that night. 

Many moments passed, My body ached and carried nothing but exhaustion. My eyes felt restless and heavy as I slowly began to blink my eyes open. And my mind was still settling and taking in what had just happened. 
I opened my eyes after my body continued to rock to the movement of the wagon. My hands and feet were tied while oddly enough my mouth was left uncovered. Right I had been kidnapped. But by who? I asked myself.