Preparing to strike, the room plunged into a pitch-black darkness as the torches blew out, causing blindness to the Prince. Taking that opportunity, the princess backed away at the sound of thunder, that sliced through the thick silence that awakened her.
The Princess let out a silenced scream as a rough glove covered her mouth and a dark cloaked figure held her. The princess stood terrified as she looked at the grim-reaper-like figure, as it placed one deathly finger over her lips, silencing her.
A frustrated growl came from the Prince as he desperately tried to find the Princess through the thick darkness. In one swift motion the princess was shoved, with only the smallest whisper of a door did the princess recognise her surroundings in the dimly lit underground tunnel.
As torches flickered, glowing and casting shadows of monstrous demons, dancing along the walls. The cloaked figure grabbed her arm harshly, dragging her along the tunnel which seemed to have no end. The princess desperately tried to keep pace, then stumbled, falling to the floor as the cloaked figure released its grasp.
Suddenly, a distant and angry yell echoed down the tunnel, causing the cloaked figure to push away his cloak of darkness. Revealing not the skeletal grim reaper, but a man who stood tall and proud, with a scowl etched onto his half-shadowed face.
At the sight she seemed to be reminded of something familiar. Although the features of the man held promise, the clothing which he wore, was the uniform of the dark figures which held allegiance to the Evil Prince.
The princess tried to flee further down the tunnel to escape, but the man held her arm firmly, preventing her from running. As he briskly guided her to the exit, the Princess was greeted by a soft breeze as it brushed over her ebony strands of hair.
Suddenly a black stallion approached, its midnight coat gleamed under the moon beams. In awe the princess stood gazing at the beautiful creature, as the once cloaked figure suddenly placed her on the high saddle, causing her to gasp.
Who are you? The princess whispered as she sat puzzled on top of the proud stallion, looking at the locket in her hand.
Nevertheless, silence greeted her as the cloaked man vanished without a noise nor a trace.
But on the balcony of tallest tower, the dark cloaked figure stood unmoving as he watched the Princess run with his mighty steed into the depths of the forest. Silently knowing that his princess would be safe, as he held his most sacred treasure.
A locket from long ago
THE END
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The Crestfallen
Mystery / Thriller{COMPLETED} : - ) Sitting underneath that Oakwood tree, with the princess still happily as can be. As she looks to Prince unaware of his true form, does she sit staring at her Prince charming. who will sweep her off her feet - as this is what she b...
