The Warrior Princess

Chapter 3

Amshula

When we awoke, breakfast was waiting for us. They didn't need us for a few days, so I spent time thinking of a plan to get us out of our small cell. On the third day, I got sick. I guess I wasn't used to these conditions. They still made me work, the heartless bastards. Now I'm in the field, struggling to stay awake.

"Are you okay?" The girl asks, yesterday I learned her name was Sarah.

"Just keep working Sarah, I'm fine," I grunt.

She knows by my tone that I want to be left alone so I can get this done. My clothes have worn down so I hid the daggers elsewhere. I also took off the dress. I had pants and a shirt under it anyway. There are also literally no whips. I'm pretty sure I destroyed them all. I gasp as a sudden pain hits my stomach. Angry, I glance up at the guards some yards away. Letting my rage get ahead of me, I pick up the rock that had hit me and throw it at them.

"Scram you ugly feeble-minded wretches!" I shout. "I doubt you could ever do one-third of what these people do."

Completely putting them out of my mind, I turn back to my work without looking at Sarah. I grunt as another rock hits me. "Stupid brainless guards," I mutter.

"Ignore them," Sarah states. "They do that all the time. Are you okay?" She suddenly seemed alarmed, so I guess I've gone pale again.

"Just fine," I say.

"Okay..." She says hesitantly.

At that very moment, I feel extremely light headed. The cotton I am picking begins to get blurry and the colors around me dance and spin. Confused I look at Sarah only to see her brown hair blur and fade. The last thing I hear before hitting the ground it Sarah yelling my name.

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Darkness, I have never found it so pleasant. Suddenly a harsh pain runs through my body. Scratch that thought, it hurts. Groggily, I open my eyes and look around. Staring right at me is a pair of dark brown eyes. "The heck Dude!" I shout at him sitting up. I instantly regret it. The man grabs my head and lays me back down. While he's wetting the rag in a bowl of water, I get a good look at him. He's wearing a guard uniform and pin. I eye him suspiciously. "Why are you not demanding that I get up?"

"Well Princess, you're sick. Therefore Boss wants you nowhere near everyone else."

"It's James. So what's going to happen next? I'll get hanged for being ill?" I say sarcastically

"No, I convinced him you were still of value. I have to take care of you so you can get better and work again."

"Gee thanks," I say sarcastically, again.

"The names James, Tyler James." He supplies, completely ignoring my behavior.

"Willbrow, James Willbrow."

"Odd name for a princess," he commented.

I shrug, it's not like I know him or anything. He nods and lays the cool rag on my forehead. Apparently, I have a fever. We decided to play twenty questions. During the game, I learned a lot about him. He grew up in my kingdom in the village outside the palace. He's 33 years old and has a little girl named Sarah. Later on, we found out it was that the same Sarah I talk to all the time. It was the only way for him to stay near her. I told him stuff about me too. Of course, I told him nothing of the castle, just in case. Overall, I think he's a pretty cool guy.

The next day we sat it the cell and he told me jokes. They were pretty funny. After a while, we had to stop. I would laugh so hard that I ended up puking. Not a pretty scene I'll tell you that much. James has been really good to me over the past two days. It makes me wonder, who else is in the position? Forced to hurt people or be hurt themselves. Doing whatever they are told just to keep their family safe.