Anamaria

Chapter Twenty Six

Anamaria

I walk into the field of the battle. There were so many bodies. Death, there were so many deaths. I slowly took a step forward one similar body. I gasp and covered my mouth, Prince Harper. He was stabbed. Blood rush out of his chest. I shriek and slowly back off, my feet bump into another body. I caught my self from force pushing me to the ground. I screamed when I saw the face of the body. Prince Garrett. The knife was stuck on his chest. I bent down beside him and cried. His face was dirty, his arm has been ripped. I squeeze my eyes shut.

I opened my eyes and gasp in shock of the nightmare.

It's just a dream, I thought.

I open my bedroom door and slam it behind me.

Slowly and carefully, I walk down the stair with headache. I only got five hour of sleep. Sleepwalk, you can say.

"Good morning, sis!" Anabeth smile as she pour the milk in her glass.

I made my way beside her, "you look happy today." I comment.

She smile, "of course I am! The war is over?"

My heart beat faster, "who won?"

"Tie."

"Tie?" I was surprise, is the Ravernica getting weaker or are we getting stronger?

She nodded, "Prince Harper is safe, but" she paused, "there were a lot of death for the soldiers."

"How many?"

"Seventy percent of Drysdale soldiers."

"Oh, what about Ravernica?" I asked.

She snickered, "I'm not a Ravernican, I'm a Drysdalen. You don't expect me to know all this do you?"

A heavy knock vibrates from the door.

"Do you want to get that?" I asked Anabeth as she rolled her eyes before she run to open the door.

I walk deeper into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Anamaria," Anabeth yelled.

I dropped the dishes on the ground as Anabeth run into the kitchen. Followed her was four soldiers in a navy blue coat with gold trim and button.

Ravernican soldiers.

The two of them make their way to us, I recognized one of them, the soldier that walked in during that night at the village.

"You are needed to go to Ravernica for a few weeks, my lady." The guard from that night bow to me.

"For what?" I step back.

"His Majesty order," the guard said.

"Prince Garrett?"

"No, the king."

Aunt walk into the kitchen, "what is going on?"

"We have to take Anamaria for a few weeks." The recognized guard said, his blue eyes bore into aunt's.

"Why-" Aunt didn't get to finish, they cut her off.

"His Majesty of Ravernica's order, madam." Another guard said as he eye me from head to toe.

I was perplex, I can feel my feet froze as my fingers sharply cracked. The four guards all stare at me as I was trying to get myself together. This doesn't make sense. Everything, doesn't make sense. I can feel my heart pounding and nervousness rush inside me.