“This day will be my last, O Lord help me” Paris was sitting on the chair all tied up and he was ready to die, The King himself got an arrow to shoot Paris. “Die as how you killed my beloved wife!” angrily said by the king. “Prepare for your death!” As the king released the arrow Paris suddenly disappeared, people were so shocked everyone gossiped thinking that Paris was using black magic. “What had happen? That man is a coward! Find him! Guards, guards!
Weeks passed by King Aldenmar, The Knights and his people still didn’t find Paris the prisoner, who has escaped.
Paris woke up, it’s still night, his eyes gotten so big turned around and saw different kind of monsters
(actually it’s not a monster) People are watching him as if he’s like a retarded or somewhat being a freak because of how he looked. His clothes were all white, just so different from the people who were walking here and there.” Where am I?” Suddenly a girl poked him and said “Hey! What’s with you? Come on Paris; why are you wearing that kind of clothes? You looked like an ancient person, you’re so weird HAHAHA! Let’s go, we have to work” with a smile on her face.
