A broken kingdom

chapter 1.

The sun bled into my room in the early hours of the morning. I slowly open my eyes, groaning in pain as my hand grabs my arm. I sit up in my bed that wasn't as big as it was 3 years ago. And my room that was bigger and fuller 3 years ago. Everything was better 3 years ago.

I looked down at my arm, slowly moving my it from where it held tight. A bandage wrapped sloppily over my left arm, the once white gauze was now a buddy brown.

I had to go Bad, and fast. Bad was the only one in this castle  in this world, honestly, that actually cared about me. He worked in the medical wing, and sometimes, when I could, I would visit him.

Bad was always kind. He also always wore red and black outfits, I never questioned him, though. Why would I question the only person who gave a damn about me. He also had bright white eyes, he said they turned that way after an incident with an egg? I don't know, but like I said, I don't ask.

I snap out of my thoughts, I have to hurry.

The sun was rising higher into the sky by the minute. I wasn't aloud out of my room, only when I was let out. If 'mom' and 'dad' found out I'm leaving my room, they'll have my head.

I throw on a simple outfit as I suspect this is the only time I'll go out today. I pull on my black pants and lose white dress shirt so bad could get to my arm, I put on a simple corset to hide my dagger in.

Even if my 'parents' didn't want me going out, if I had to, they would make we wear 'presentable' clothes. I pull on my long black cape that has a big hood and also pull that over my head. Bad made me this cloak 2 years ago for my birthday. The only gifts I ever get are from him. Which was fine, I knew Bad didn't get paid much, so they were always gifts he made.

3 years ago, he gave me flowers so we could make flower crowns. 2 years ago, my cape. 1 year ago, he got me some books from the towns library, and ever so often, he would switch them out.

I slip out of the door, and I don't see anyone. The medical wing is up the stairs and around the corner. This should be easy.

As I walk up the stairs, everyone looks scared, worried, nervous. Do they think I'm a killer or something? I pull my hood down a little so they can all see my face. The staff knew me, most took pity on me, some would slip me extra food or cover for me when I left my room without permission.

"Hi bad!" I say as I push open the door and walk to the bed in the corner of the white room. This was this just the check up room for small cuts and stuff.

"Hello muffin!" Bad says, looking over to me after putting down a clipboard. Bad always called me muffin. It was our thing.

"Oh my! Muffin! What happened? Are you okay?!"

"Yah, I'm find Bad, don't worry. I was just sparring with Dream."

"Ughhh, I told him to go easy on you after the last time!" Bad exclaimed, grabbing more gauze white as silk. Dream bandaged up my wound last night. Let's just say he failed, and I had to attempt to do it myself.

Bad took off the stained gauze and cringed at the long line going down my arm.

He cleaned it off, it stung really badly but I didn't move away. Bad wrapped the gauze tightly.

"Muffin that might leave a scar, but it should be fine. Come back if you need it re-wrapped." Bad explained and pulled me into a loving hug. I muttered, thank you, and pulled my hood down more to cover my face. If my 'parents' found out I'm out right now, I might as well jump into a grave right now.

I crept out of the door and kept to the walls when turning the corner. I could hear muffled talking but ignored it. It was probably the gaurds. I swiftly walked down the stairs, hugging the left side, my arm brushing against the railing.

My foot hit the bottom step, and I noticed it was dead silent. Didn't I just hear talking?

"Um, hello?" Shit. I don't recognize that voice, I'm fucked oh no.

I look to my left and right next to my room is 3 figures. Oh fuck who are they.

This has happened before believe it or not but I always had Dream or Bad or some staff to say I was just from town and helping out or some other lie. Now, I'm alone and have to think of something.

"Are you okay mate?" The voice said, they are the same person who said hello. They had blonde medium length hair, a stubby beard and the kindest emerald eyes I've ever seen. They had on a green outfit that looked a little too formal and a bucket hat with stripes of green and white.

"I- um yes I'm fine..." I said slowly with hesitation. They must have noticed, the 3 males looked at each other confusion passing through through their faces. What do I say now, I have to get to my room I can't go anywhere else. And right now, well that's where that are standing next to, Im trapped.

"Are you also a guest here?" A new voice said, he looked kind and caring. He was the least formal of the 3. He wore a yellow sweater, black pants, and a red beanie covering his curly brown hair.

"I mean.... you could say that.." I muttered, oh yah now I'm fucked.

I slowly crept to my door, I felt like a wild animal being watched by 3 pairs of eyes. One emerald, one a sweet brown, and one....red? I freeze in my tracks my right hand hovering over the door handle.

"HELLOO!!! PHIL YOU WILL NO- oh a woman" A loud voice yells as a young male runs toward us, suddenly stopping when he saw me.

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okay chapter 1 is done, i loved writing it. Have a good day loves <33