Shadow and Light

09

VOTEEE!!! 

-Author-

She was angry.

She was angry more on herself, then on the King, or the head of servants (Wretched) Meera. She was mad, because she helped him, she was mad, because she thought she will get the acknowledgement for it, because she thought she should do the right thing for once.

This is what she got for doing the right thing, ignorance. She might be a criminal, she might have killed people, but who she killed were monsters and what she did was liberate this world from those monsters.

She knew what she was going to do, the plan she had been holding back since she stepped foot in this palace. She is going to escape; she is going to complete her remaining work.

The Kingdom of Vardhana, will witness the Shadow again.

The Shadow

It took me almost a week, to find the perfect time to escape. The  guards on my door were finally sleeping again, old habits die hard.

Slipping past them was a piece of cake, what troubled me the most was where am I going to find my baby, my sword.

My sword is not something you can just throw away, it is heavy, almost 7 Kgs, any average man is going to bruise their ego if they try to lift it.

The most logical place would be the weaponry, but that's not the place, I have checked.

It's not in the King's chambers. I have checked there as well, where can my baby be?

My thoughts were filled with the potential places my sword could be kept. I couldn't just search every room in the palace, it is going to take me days to search every room in this humongous palace.

There was one place that was ringing in my head for so long, it was general Druhyu's work room, that is the only possible place he would have kept, taking in consideration he probably hates my guts.

There were too many guards stationed near the work room, and they do not sleep apparently. I was about to slip past them when I heard several footsteps approaching, I hid behind one of the massive pillars. "There is a problem" one of the soldiers whispered, "What is it this time?" another asked, "I was stationed outside the Queen-to-be's room and I dozed off, for a couple of minutes and the next thing I know she is nowhere to be seen, the door was also open." He said, the colour drained from his face.

I rolled my eyes; you were not supposed to wake up! I have to leave now, without my sword, Ughh! I grunted in my mind. I hated this, but I had to leave before the king is notified of my absence.

I slipped past the exit gates, merging in the shadows. I had acquired my old clothing again, A tight blouse with a salwar both being black in colour, I had no weapon on me at the moment. All my daggers and my sword stripped from me, when I had arrived in the dungeon. Walking in the streets felt like I was breathing again, watching the marketplace felt like I was home.

I had money, enough to survive for a couple of days, I needed to earn the rest. I could do this, I have been doing this for a while, Putting the cloth of my chunni around my face, letting people see my eyes only, I walk bravely amongst the people.

After about an hour of mindless wander, I could spot soldiers roaming around, obviously searching for me.

That means the King knows about my absence.

Shit!

I need to get out of the capital as fast as possible.

It was pitch dark, and the only way they could see me was if they were actually looking, they are looking for a woman, a lehenga clad, jewellery studded woman, they aren't finding her in this crowd.