The One Who Saved Us

Chapter 9

Auther's POV

The young queen fought as many grüds as she could. And she did it well.

She swung her sword against a disgusting creature but someone came up behind here. Without she noticing a dark shadow like man was about to stab her with a blade.

But in the last second, Dawn turned around dodged the blade that there about to stab her. The man tried to stab her once more and this time he... Succeed.

Dawn got a huge wound on her waist.

She held her hand on it and shrieked in pain.

The queen kneeled down on the ground and some tears escaped her eyes.

On of Follage's soldiers quickly finished the man who tried to kill Dawn.

''El-Eleanore?'' Dawn's now weak voice stuttered slowly, in pain.

''Yes, it's me, my queen.'' She looked coation, tired and got sweat and blood everywhere.

Eleanore tried to stop the bleeding and at the same time keep the enemies on distance.

''We need to get you healed.'' Eleanore said. She called for attention of one of the soldiers. One came and helped their queen away from the battle.

''Please, just leave me to die. You'll be better off without me. I always knew I was too young to be queen.'' Dawn begged her to helpers.

''No, we will never leave you to die.'' The soldier said and they kept on going back to the city and away from the battle.

Eleanore nodded.

''Who were you again, soldier?'' The boy asked Eleanore. She looked shocked by the question and she looked over at Dawn.

''Uh... Er... James.'' She managed to say.

The boy didn't look convinced but he shrugged it off.

''Mine's Andrew. Oh, look! We don't have so much longer way before us. I can see the church towers!''