Reyna
Unlike what i anticipated, it didn't take me that long to find a village.
The way here was excruciating, and I was almost starving by midnight, which is when I could start seeing the village. The moon looked at me, laughing at every mistake I made. The darkness was hard to navigate through, and I almost caused us to get stuck in a pit for more ghan a few times.
It was my first time seeing a village in reality so i was pretty excited to see all those people living their lives, each of them busy in other things. It was night, yet all of them seemed so awake, so alive, so free. I envied them. They would never have to run for their life, to wish to be dead just so the pain would stop. As long as they did no crimes, they could live happily.
Even more than I liked the people, I loved the architecture. This is something that always quite peaked my interest, how different people have completely different opinions on what will look better. Each person designing something else, yet magnificent.
I appreciate every kind of buildings, every design, but this village was breathtaking. It was much prettier than I ever seen in pictures, or that I could have ever imagined.
It looked safe and home-like, unlike the place I grew up in.the castle always looked cold, it was more of a place for business than a place to live in.
The cell wasn't very home- like either, being a small room with bars and a mattress on the floor. God I hated this place.Being locked up, I always thought about living in a small cabin in the middle of the woods where no one would find me. It was always my dream, it still is.
Just me and people I love, no unwanted people around. No pain, no overthinking, just happiness. Family, that was always my dream, although I can't see myself surviving that far. I always feel like i would be killed for being a witch and die young, never achieving any of my dreams. I wish thats not true, since I just now started enjoying life.
I rented a room on the second floor of a pub. It was rusty, but they didn't ask any questions about me carrying a man up there so that was pretty nice. One man even helped me carry Leonard safely, without hurting him further, like I did so far. He was all bruised up from our way here.
I used the time until he wakes up to plan ahead, where would we go, how would I convince him to stay with me, and so on.
After about two more hours of unconciousness for Leonard and planning for me, he finally woke up.He tried getting up from the bed, not succeding and only making it to a sitting position.
"Reyna, I swear to god- I will kill you. What have you done?" he was angry- even almost screaming.
I guess I deserved it, but I still didn't like it."First of all, do not say God's name in vain, we both know you are not going to kill me. And second, that is no way to thank me for saving your life." This time I was the angry one, but only on the inside. On the outside I was calm and chuckling. I knew it was all my fault, but I didn't care. I wasn't going to let any of us die. Not on my watch.
"Thank you?! You are the one who put it in danger in the first place!" he was boiling mad. It was kinda funny to me since it was my first time ever seeing someone this mad. I didn't show my laughter on the outside, though. I was calm and actimg like I usually do.
"Listen, you can hate me or whatever you want, but right now this is the situation. I am not going back there. You can join me or leave, this is your choice. But don't think for one moment that you can make this decision for me. Clear?"
I said like I didn't just make this decision for him. I pretended like I gave him the option to go back to the palace and give up his life, but that was an unacceptable solution as well. I would only accept both of us free together.
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Between Me And Her
FantasyReyna, a 19 year old witch, who just happens to be the stepdaughter of the king, has been locked up for over 4 and a half years. one day, she manages to escape. she has no actual plan, just to survive and be free. Aylin is a 23 year old outlaw. Sh...