I smacked my hand against the door of the room as I was hoping the wicked witch would let me out. I didn't want to stay here any longer than a night.
'Let me out!" I yelled, banging on the door. 'Let me out!'
'Hush and shush, little one.' A voice said as I turned to see a trio of young women sitting on the bed. 'For the Madame may be listening.'
'The witch who owns this place?' I asked as they nodded. 'What are you lot doing here?'
'We were ordinary citizens of Augsburg.' The one with corn coloured hair said, looking at me. 'Happily living our lives.'
'Then, one day, the Madame spied on us when we were in the woods.' Anothet girl with mousy brown hair said.
'She plotted when to steal us and bring us here.' The third with red hair said.
'So she kidnapped you from your families?' I asked as they looked at me. 'Who are you?'
'Lisa.' The corn coloured haired one said.
'Frida.' The mousy one said.
'Louise.' The red-haired one said. 'And you?'
'Umm, Charylisabella.' I said as they looked at me. 'What?'
'You have the same name as the stolen Princess.' Lisa said to me.
'Stolen Princess?' I asked, confused.
'Oh, I know this famous mystery.' Louise said, looking at me. 'The Princess Charylisabella was stolen as a baby but has never been seen for 21 years.'
'Yes, the mystery is true.' I said, showing my birthmark on my left shoulder. 'Because I am the lost Princess.'
'Forgive me your highness.' Lisa said, looking at me. 'But why did they steal you?'
'Because of some bloodline I possess.' I said as I was telling them the truth. I was never told the real reason I was kidnapped from my mother.
YOU ARE READING
The Blood of the Rose
Dragosteset during Charylisabella's time in captivity at the pub before being moved to the brothel. A year later, the brothel is attacked by Hansel and Gretel, who have come to reclaim Charylisabella
