Ch. 2

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In the throne room, the queen sat on her throne as a knight cladded in black amour kneeled before her.
"Take the prince to the forest, let him pick flowers, run in the meadows, or whatever. Then you will kill him and bring me his heart. Understood, Dark Choco?"

The knight hesitated, he promised the king, he promised no harm to young prince.
"Understood, your majesty." He bowed.

2 hours later...

Clover ran through the meadows, laughing and picking flowers to weave. He wore his favorite clothes that he kept clean. Not a rip or tear was seen. He wore his his favorite green sleeved shirt, long brown gloves, a green-white striped dress skirt, brown boots that went up to his ankles, a green poncho, and his favorite green hat with a lily that sat on it.

Dark Choco stood a distance as the young prince finished his flower crown and walked over to him.
He gritted his teeth, he couldn't go through with this. The king will never forgive him. He may either be banished, put to death, or lose his title as a knight.

But it's better than having blood on his hands.

"Dark Choco! I made you something, I hope it will fit your head." He laughed.
His hand launched out and Clovers arm tightly pulling him close making him drop the flower crown.
"Dark Choco?" He whispered, fear was laced in his voice.
"My prince, heed my words carefully the queen had ordered me to kill you, you must run far away where she cannot find you."
Clover could not speak, he was too shocked and afraid.
Finally he found his voice. "Where must I go?" He whispered.
"Journey to the land of the Silver Kingdom, the land of faeries. Magic so powerful, the queen would not dare venture to their territory. Go, explained your situation, they will welcome you with open arms."
"A-alright" he said as tears threaten to fall from his eyes.
"Promise me you will stay alive my prince." He whispered.
Clover smiled as tears glistened down his face.
"I promise."
He nodded as he let him go from his grip.
"Run, run as far as you can, do not stop until you find the first lily you see. Go!"

He nodded as darted into the forest.

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