To Ignite

6

Emma felt herself being led through the forest by a strong body. The clothing of the body leading her was cool and hard like metal.

She began to struggle against the body out of fear of not being able to see the location she was being taken to and who the person holding her was.

In the distance, she heard the voice of the pervert who tried to rape her.

"I am a soldier of the Queen! Let me go or she'll have your head!" She heard him yell, but she never heard a response from the soldier carrying him.

"Imbecile," Emma muttered causing the soldier that was carrying her to snicker and her to stop struggling.

The pathway she was being led down to become easier like a simple grass field instead of  a path covered with rocks and twigs and branches swatting you at every turn.

"Where are we going?" The White Princess asked the man holding her.

She received no response from the guy but she heard the familiar sound of a gate opening.

She got afraid that they recognized her and sent her back to her parents. She hasn't even experienced freedom for a full 24 hours, and she felt like it was being ripped from her. She prayed it wouldn't.

"Please don't take me back! I don't want to be sent back to her! She is a monster!" Emma yelled.

"Watch your tongue when you speak of the Queen!" The soldier said his first works yanking Emma by her arms he was holding.

"I mean no disrespect, but you don't sound like any of the White Guards. Who are you?" Emma said befuddled. She didn't recognize the voice of the soldier since she heard their voices growing up sneaking into the barracks watching the guards fight. Although their moves and stances were basic, she absorbed everything she could.

The unknown guard scoffed in response, "I wouldn't be caught dead in that armor."

"So where are we going?" Emma asked relaxing her body slightly but still in alert of her surroundings. The turns the guard were making were unfamiliar to those of the her old home.

"To the Real Queen. The Dark Queen," he said and they continued their walk down the hall.

Emma continued walk without another complaint as she wondered what the Queen would actually be like since all the storybooks do is lie.