Revenge

prologue

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Evelyn shaked  her whole body seemed to shiver.
The sun stood high but got covered by clouds, the brownhaired girl hid at the corner staring shocked at the scene in front of her.
She flew from Hampton Court a few days ago and slept in little corners of the city. But as she heard that they would behead Lord Chesterfield. She became curious
The eight year olded girl regretted immediately following all the people, Lord Chesterfield kneeled ready to be beheaded, her father raised his head his eyes locked with hers
Evelyn felt the hot tears building up in her eyes making her sight blurry. She blinked them fastly away but her father didn't looked at her anymore. She wanted it to stop.
She saw Thomas Boleyn standing at the side watching the event with a satisfied grin, how she wished to wipe that smile out of his face.
She never felt that angry she stood up from her hiding place feeling numb and dizzy. Her fingertips felt ice-cold as she walked slowly through the crowd to get forward to Thomas Boleyn.
She felt a warm hand on her upper arm, she tried to yank the hand away but the grip got firmer. She got pulled into a sidestreet "Stop! Let me go!!" the little girl screamed trying to punch the man in front of her.
Her gaze wandered back to her kneeling father her eyes teared once again.
"No please. Let me go! I need to stop them! My brothers my father" she cried out
"Shut up little boy" the man in front of her pulled out a dagger holding it in front of her face "I'm not a boy!" she spatted looking shortly to the stranger man then back to her father right as the sword arrived his neck parting his head away from his body
"No" she cried out tearing up again
"Only because of you I could have saved him!" she yelled out punching once again the man's chest not realising how stupid she was. The tears wouldn't stop she was shocked by the situation it was the first time she saw someone dying and it was her father. She wanted to scream in pain wanted to fight and punch all the things around her. She felt a big knot inside her chest.
"Do you want to live?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow. Evelyn looked confused up nodding slowly.
The man gripped her head starting to cut her long hair.
She still was shivering on her whole body
"Listen to me! You are a boy now,name your whatever you want! Get away from England as far as possible trust no one, your family will be hunted down you need to stay in the shadows to survive" he said cutting the last strands of her hair.
She looked up at the man who handed her a sword.
Her eyes widened as she gazed her brothers sword. Her brother gave it to her.
"You are a friend of the family?"  she asked confused taking the Sword "And I always will be" he said pushing her to a more crowed place "and now run, little Wolf!"  he said before disappearing in the crowds of London.
Evelyns mouth hung open and she still shivered. Her gaze wandered back to Thomas Boleyn who now was leaving with Lord Norfolk.
Her face turned in disgust.
"Thomas Boleyn, Lord Norfolk, Anne Boleyn, George Boleyn Mary Boleyn" she repeated quitly creating a list of names in her head.
"I will come for you all..." She added before stealing some boy clothes fading in the crowds away from London away from England.

its a short chapter I know and I'm sorry.
So that basically was the prologue I hope you like it!!❤❤