The Fire of the Journey

Chapter 3

A faint ring of bells was in the distance. It gradually formed from an ignorable sound to an ear pounding chime in Sarina's ear. "We're here." she thought. But what was she doing here and most importantly why was she here? She would soon find out.

"Get off your lazy hind and stay with the guards." a guard said. "I would if there weren't chains around me!" She shreiked. "You certainly aren't too bright. The chains are around your body, and your hind isn't glued to chair! We tested you to see if you smart enough to get up with the chains on you. Apparently we need to hold another test." She got up and replaced her embarrassment with curses. To stop her curses and have a bit fun, she said,"Was your hind always that huge?" "Your judgment is stupid, slave." He snarled at her. He looked back at her and snarled. She said, smiling,"Oh please, call me Lil' Lady." She's batted her eyelashes. He couldn't help but thinking she was a beautiful person. Perhaps knowing her a little more will see if she really is a pretty person inside out. "Hello, what do I call you?" He stopped his steps,"Call me Fouren" "Well,Fouren, you make me snarl." "Good." He said. Yes, he would get to know her and then only judge her.

The guards who walked her into the castle were not at all friendly. It was a 1 hour walk, in Sarina's judgment, and every time she mentioned how long they were walking, they stopped, tugged and tightened a chain and spanked her with one of the already tight chains. Then they checked their timer and one says,"It has only been 12 minutes.". She could not believe she was hoping for his, but she'd rather have Fouren walk her so she could spank him while he makes endless snarls and curses under his breath. He wouldn't dare spank a Lil Lady, for after Sarina bated her eyelashes, she could have sworn that he was staring at her in admiration for a moment and then walked off. For some strange reason she felt like he was handsome inside out, but she wouldn't dare be a fool like him and show it until she is sure he is worth it. She shuddered as she remembered last time when she came to conclusions to quickly with Rowen. He and she were in much love, everyone thought they could never be broken apart. But he was faking it. When her family was sent to be royals, she would never forget the heroic thing her sister did. She stayed and tried to rescue Sarina, and Rowan, who secretly was on the royal citizens side, tortured her until she would leave with her family. She probably still has many broken bones. Every day, she prayed that her sister would heal and bless her none the less. She figured this all out after going over exactly what had happened in chalk, leaving out the things she for sure knew in her mind rather than on chalk. But, if someone saw that chalk before she erased it, the thought hurt her head like a pounding stone. No, no one saw that, or else they would have been some sign. But that footprint in the dust....
"Hey! We're here, and before you say it's been 2 hours, it has been 25 minutes." the guards shreiked. For once, she was glad to that dying crow voce. She kept quiet, for the thoughts that were racing in her head moments before made her more tired than slumping bafoon who chose to be a slave.

The loud honoring music and big loud booming voice made her jolt up and into a bow. She would not want to be a slave in 2 countries, no. The guards spanked her once more. "Bafoon, you only bow at the end. Luckily, no one had noticed." She didn't have to be told to pay attention, for the big red cape and hundreds of pounds of gold and pure silk clothing on the man on the pure gold throne was more than enough to grab her angry attention.