Lady Scarlet of Camelot

Prologue

WARNING>>>>>>>> Mentions of blood, murder, attempted sexual assault, and death themes will be in the book. This is the only warning.

"My son Jackson and daughter Scarlet will share the remaining value of wealth and property," the lawyer continues to read my father's will.

I play with a ring that sits on my right ring finger. It is dulled with age and wear; however, the gold has stood the test of time along with the green gem on the flat top. It's not an emerald though. Dad told me what it was once but I can never remember. Along with that a carving of a falcon graces both sides of the ring. My brother has one to match. However, his gem is an emerald. I twirl it around my finger a few times before zoning back into the lawyer's speech. At the end both my brother and I signed on the dotted line.

Jackson guides me out of the room and out to his car, "Scarlet," he tries once inside the vehicle. I don't answer. I just want to get back to the house so that I can be alone and mourn. He sighs while starting the car, "Have you gotten any sleep since it happened?"

I take a few minutes before answering. I shake my head, "The nightmares and dreams keep happening."

Silence fills the car as he drives. I don't pay attention to the turns but I do see the car. There is no time to react or to warn Jackson. It T-bones us and then we roll. Once, twice, and a third time. I can feel the blood running down my head from smashing into the window. My eyes closed from the pain and to keep glass out of them.

After a few moments, I start hearing voices again. The closest one is female and calling out to me, "Run Isabella," I shout. Having no idea who Isabella is. My eyes open to woods with men dressed in chainmail and fighting with swords, "Run Isabella. Run to Camelot."