Rose🌹
I awoke out of my coma to the sound of cobbles beneath me. I knew now that I was on a horse, but I wasn't in my usual position. Blood was forcibly rushing to my head, this made me really dizzy as I tried to sit up. My back was arched over the horse and I must have been in this sack kind of thing because I couldn't see a thing.
The cobbles I knew to belong to the castle. It's all ended for me now! They wanted to kill us, that's why we had run away and now I had fallen right back into their trap- his trap.
I wanted this feeling to stop and it was a good job that we came to halt that very second otherwise I would have freaked out.
I heard low voices (obviously belonging to the soldiers) but then I heard an all too familiar voice.
" Wait, my lord it's not what you think!" General Glozelle exclaimed. The voices were trailing away from me- thank god- but I could just about hear them.
" Then what is it?" Miraz said devishly, obviously wanting either me and Caspian dead.
" We're not exactly sure..." What do you mean?
I heard the swift raising of a sack and a strong gasp was heard from Miraz. Whatever it was, it sure must have been surprising for him!
" Impossible..." I just about heard him whisper.
" We caught Princess Roselyn, though sire, quite easily" I heard a soldier say, I knew he was smirking, that fool...
" Do NOT call me Roselyn!" I yelled from the sack and managed to push the sack off of me and my eyes felt blurry. My feet were tied together, but -for some odd reason- my hands and mouth were not.
" Aah, Miss Rose trying to run away!" Miraz sneered as he pulled me off the horse, so I landed with a whack on the floor.
" Tell me, why did you run away from your loving uncle" He kneeled down to listen, but I did not reply, my eyes were not bothered enough to look up, so the throbbing of my head got worse and worse, my heart beat faster as I knew his next move.
The slap was almost unbearable, though I knew he could do much worse.
" Keep her in the prison until i'm done with the meeting" Miraz trailed off and he stormed out of the room, as I was hurled over a strong back.
I knew the prison was a horrible place, not that I had been down there before, but professor had told me stories when I was little.
As if it were an instinct I closed my eyes briefly, trying to make all of this, one, nasty, nightmare.
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Telmarines// Edmund Pevensie (#Wattys2016)
Fanfiction(UNDER MAJOR EDITING) " The most dangerous thing you can do is to take any one impulse of your own nature and set it up as the thing you ought to follow at all costs. "- C.S Lewis