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Clara woke up before the sun. She heard a faint rumbling in the distance.
Jonah ran into her room. "M'lady!!! We must leave!!" Jonah cried. Clara looked out her window. A large army, carrying flags that had a black shield with two swords crossed, was charging towards the castle!!!
Clara ran outside and into the woods, just as the army arrived, destroying the castle.
She realized Kanya was still inside. "Jonah!! Kanya's still inside!!!!" She screamed, on the verge of tears. "I'm sorry M'lady... We must go though." Jonah pulled Clara along.
She began to cry. She was exhausted, and decided to sit down. Jonah sat beside her. "I feel like... I feel like I know that symbol from somewhere..." Clara mumbled.
"What symbol M'lady?" Jonah asked politely. "The flags they were holding.... I think I remember it... From my dream.... And my castle is burnt down, I'm no longer a princess..." Clara said sadly.
"You'll always be a princess to me." Jonah smiled at Clara. She forced a small smile back. "Thank you Jonah." She sighed, looking into the trees above her.
She could see smoke far off, most likely from the castle. She started crying again. She cried for Kanya, for her family, and for the future. Jonah held her in his arm, and like that, they both fell asleep.
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The Last One
General FictionQueen Claire and King Damien had been killed in the last war. Yet, they had 3 princes and 3 Princesses. Although, five of those heirs, had died young. The only one left was Princess Clara. She was to find a worthy king of her choice, to rule Arthy...
