The Prince of Thius

Chapter 6

Days went by, then weeks. At first Alexander had been battered constantly for information every three days but then gradually it stopped. As far has he heard the rest of the Legionnaires were nowhere to be found and Lucian thought them scattered across the kingdom. Alexander didn't know whether or not to believe it. Surely they would come for him. His father would make sure of it wouldn't he? And what if he doesn't? Alexander had to get out of this mess. He didn't know how much more he could take. Reggie had been a great help. The other four prisoners had long since died of either beatings or lack of food and water but Reggie kept Alexander alive. Over time of having to heal Alex's wounds Reggie had come to like him. Alexander had even offered to get him out of here when he escaped. He always talked about escaping. Reggie only dreamt it would be true. He would love to see his father fall in his quest but he knew within himself that his father had a very good chance of succeeding. He watched the chaos his father could cause; he knew the capabilities of the cruel man. Alexander, however, was forever hopeful and if he could escape, Reggie didn't mind keeping him alive so that he could try.

After a long day of being his father's stepping stool Reggie finally was able to sneak some food and water away and went to give it to Alex. He opened the tent flaps with a smile expecting to hear some joke or cocky statement from Alex about his imprisonment but instead found no one there. His smile drop and in instant panic he dropped the food and stuff and quickly ran around the camp look for the tall boy that had become is only friend. He swiftly checked his father's tent not at all afraid since his father was away at the moment. When he didn't find him he them went to the punishment poles, which he and Alexander had dubbed the poles that Alexander was tied to every time he was beaten. Still not finding him Reggie then started to worry that Alex was dead. He ran to the makeshift cemetery and was searching for any freshly dug graves when a hand grabbed the back of his shirt and swiftly pulled him into the trees. His collar came up high on his neck chocking him and effectively making sure he couldn't speak. Reggie clawed at the hand as he gasped for air.

"Quit moving you little runt," came a harsh whisper from a familiar voice. Reggie froze and after a few second the hand loosened its grip just enough for Reggie to breathe. He took in a deep breath and tried to stop the insane pounding in his chest.

"Did you have to almost kill me," Reggie whispered slightly upset.

"Well it was either make it look like you were taken with all the struggling marks on the ground or let you walk over to me and have your father come storming after you because you ran away," Alexander snapped as he let Reggie go.

"Why didn't you just go, you could have been far away by now," Reggie asked turning around when Alexander released him. Shooting Reggie the cocky grin he had come to be known for Alexander then started to make his way through the forest.

"Try to make as little noise as possible and leave no footprints," Alex said. "I promised you that if I escaped I would take you with me, I wasn't lying."

"Oh," Reggie answered. "Do you know your way back to the Shadow base thing where you were captured," he asked causing Alex stop in his tracks. He turned to face Reggie with a look of horror on his face.

"Now that I think about it I have no clue," he answered softly. Reggie had to muffle his laugh with his hands. The look on Alexander's face was beyond hilarious.

"No worries I do but from there I have no clue where to go," Reggie answered between gasps of laughter. Alexander scowled at him.

"It's not funny," he pouted folding his arms. Reggie laughed even harder, struggling to keep as quiet as possible.

"O come on," Reggie said going in front of Alexander barely containing his laughter. Still pouting Alexander followed the small boy.

They trudged through the forest. Alexander was sore and his past injuries were telling on him. It was long before he was barely able to keep up.