Chapter 11: The Flight

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It was a torture for Frank to watch her daughter laying on the cold hard floor. He can’t avert his eyes from her swollen face. He can’t cover his ears from her painful moans. He wanted to stop her from her soft whispers of apologies, he wanted to comfort her and absorb her pain.

It wasn’t just long when the red-haired woman appeared, Frank was certain that it was the officer who always stayed by Viola’s side. She opened his cell and forced him to drink a purple liquid from a small vial she brought and pushed him on the corner pointing a slim sword towards his neck.

The liquid was flaming hot like burning his insides, his head felt heavy, his body started to get numb and his eyes turned blurry. Before he became unconscious he heard a rushing footstep coming from a lad who entered his daughter’s cell and immediately carried her out of the dungeon. It was his last vision before the purple poison took over his body.

As soon as Viola lifted Newis’ detainment he immediately went to the dungeon to search for Gwyn. He saw Flei heading that way and followed. He wanted to argue with her but the officer explained that she had other intention in entering the dungeon. Moreover she demanded to take her princess before she lost her last breath.

Flei headed on Frank’s cell while he directly went to Gwyn, he held her and immediately brought her to his room. He called all their royal healers to tend her and each one of them had contributed for her fast recovery until all her outside physical scars and bruises were gone.

When Newis was certain that the healers will no longer be needed he started to limit the person allowed to enter his room. He even limit his personal assistant’s visit for a limited amount of time. He wanted to take care of Gwyn and prevent anybody to take hold of her.

Newis was expert in poison and somehow had a background in healing and wanted to take charge on further healing her. It was that day, he was certain that Gwyn would wake up, he brought a waking medicine and approach the sleeping princess.

He slowly shook her, trying to wake her up but nothing happens. He touched her face and caress her cheeks and he wished he had known the truth sooner, in that way her life shouldn’t be put in danger.

He stared at the vial he was holding firmly wishing that her princess would not hate him the moment she regains her consciousness. He open the vial and carefully poured to her lips. He waited until she opened her eyes.

Gwyn woke up and sluggishly, and covered her eyes from the glare of white floating fires. Her head tilted trying to rise but too weak to even lift herself.

Newis touched her shoulders and he draws closer to her, he embraced her tightly but considerate enough not to hurt her. He cautiously whispered to Gwyn “Keep your eyes close” he maintained his posture and speak without moving his lips.

He held her in his hands giving her hair a gentle stroke “My mother might be watching us this very moment, pretend that you’re still weak. The health potion would take its full effect after an hour and will provide you your full recovery.

My assistant would help you after I create a chance for your escape. Please trust me” he slowly lay her on the bed and stealthily slid his feathered ornament on her palm and immediately covered her with blanket.

Viola had used up most of her energy on spreading her vision on every mirror she saw from the top of the palace. After her instructions to her army she decided to go back to the Dark fortress to take a rest and refill her drained energy and Flei was tasked to watch and guard her chamber.

The chance was opened and Newis’ assistant went on his way to his master’s room. He woke Gwyn up and explained that it was the time for her escape.

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