Chapter 10 Rose

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It may have come to your attention that i am not in that particular chapel anymore.

Whilst fighting a tall man, he abrupty stopped and smirked...
Flashback-

" What're you smirking at? Too scared to fight a girl?!" I laughed, but the man continued on smirking.
" We'll see " And as soon ad the words left his lips, and before i could even think about it...
I had blacked out.
-----end of flashback-----

So it turns out that there was some sort of substance that was injected in me to make me faint.

How clever.

And now i'm stuck in a dark, cold room, with only a strip of light streaming down from a crack in the bordered up window.

" Is she awake yet? " I heard a voice say and i thankfully layed back down in time as two men (or so i gathered) strolled in.

" not yet, maybe the injection was too strong- perhaps another hour?"

" No. Thats too long, she'll wake up in a few minutes or so. if we leave her alone too long, she'll destroy something..." The other man interjected, his voice much deeper than the first.

" Tell me why are we doing this again "

" The girl belongs to the mavericks remember? "

By the other man not answering, i suspect he didnt remember.

" Alright then, years ago, after Princess Roselyn Coombes had been born, she grew ill and was rapidly diteriating. Her parents tried to find every possible solution to solve and heal this illness. Many people across Narnia tried saving her, but none worked. Until one day, a man named Roself Asůl, went up to the majestic thrones of late King Alonzo and Queen Magdelena, and said he held in his hand the possible solution. However, he would only give it to her, if he was guranteed on having her as his own, when she turned 16. Of course, the King and Queen thought that they would be alive to keep her from harm. He was part of a group called the mavericks. No one knows what the solution was but what we do know is that Roselyn has a scar on the right side of the neck. That's how we knew it was her. "

My scar? That's a birth mark....my father told me it was a birth mark...it's been there since i was born!

" So you're saying basically that we were sent by the Mavericks for her- for what? "

" Because we get money! "

There was a long silence and i had gathered all my courage to pretend to wake up and find out where they are taking me.

" Aah! She's up! " The first man, said but i couldnt see his far because it was wrapped in a turban so i could only see his eyes...which were blue..that's odd..

" W-where am i?" I stuttered, pretending to be more scared than i actually was.

" That's what you're about to find out..." The second man said, who was already stood up...walking towards me.


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