The Rose

Chapter 4: Training with flowers and bees

              " Thats horrible" I said after C was done. To die for loves mistake. " well thats how it went she said aruptly. and thats where this comes in. What the legend doesn't tell us is that the night king had pricked his arm on a thorn and thats why he died. His skin is a great barrier against the sun in case he spent too long outside but if his blood touches light, then nothing can be done."  " wow. so how long ago was that story?" I asked. " pretty long, its almost three hundred years old but no one know when exactly so the knig king could be anyone really" "oh" I pondered that for a minute before C stood up aruptly saying we had to start my training. " Training for what?" I asked. 'To be a thief of corse! you are the next ruler since it goes by youngest and you will be a pretty sappy ruler if you cant even throw a knife!" I thought she was mad to think that I could rule theives but with those knives in her belt that looked worn but well cared for, I didn't want to take any chance on angering her so I let that begin.

                  C lead me to a long building that was full of weapons and armor that I could only guess about how many guards they would have had to steal from to get that number of sets. " Right, you are a bit advanced so we should start in the flower room"  Oh the flower room great. What will i be fighting after that, grass?

C leads me to a low stone building with one steel door. It looks like a bomb bunker more than a training room. She stops with her hand on the door knob and turns to me. " you started training when you were very young but you were never allowed anywhere but the fighting arena to train. you always asked why you could not go in any of the other rooms. Now, you will find out why" With that she opened the door and dissapeared into the darkness within. Hesitently, I stepped inside.

           C lead me down a long stair case untill we got to a wooden door with what looked like scorch marks on it. She opened the door to a huge room with steel walls and a daisy sitting on a table. " go get me the flower" she said. With a shrug i walked into the room. As soon as i took the flower off the table, I knew i had done something wrong, There was a wirring sound and a large clang like hundreds of gears turning at once. Then, the seemingly bland walls grew laser beams and spikes, the floor now riddled with holes. But what horrified me most, was the black box that came down from the celing. There was a horrible buzzing coming from that box, a buzzing that could only come from bees. I have always had a fear of the little winged devils, I didn't know why but i couldn't stand the things. " now," said C with a smirk "try to get back. eachm minute you spend in the room means one bee escapes and will go for the flower. do NOT let it touch the petals or else the flower will die. Have fun" she closed the door and the wall opened to show a mirror which must have been a one way window.

              Ok, so she was going to watch me make a fool of myself trying to protect a flower from a bunch of bees, great. I looked around the room. the walls with thier spikes couldn't help me get past the floor and the floor its self was impassible. I looked up in despiration. There seemed to be a LOT of pipes up there, and for some reason they reminded me of,,, Suddenly, i knew how to get to the door. I jumped up on the table, reached above my head and grabbed on to the nearest pipe. Puttin ghte stem of the flower between my teeth, I swung from pipe to pipe around the room untill i found a path to the door. As i passed the black box, the buzzing increased and i started to sweat. Two bees came out and i glared at them. They hovered in the air for a moment and then went back inside the box.

                 I swung to the platform the door was on and opened it to a smiling C. " Well done. you were always the little monkey" With that, she touched a panal on the wall and the room went back to normal. She took the flower and put it into a vase and handed it back to me. " Welcome home sister" With that, she turned around and started twoards the door. "C?" "Hmm?" "how did you get past the room?" I asked. At that she stopped walking. She sighed heavely " I grabbed the flower ran to the wall and climbed on the spikes." Wow one tough girl " And you didn't get hurt?" she stiffened. " Yes" she said harshley. "someone distracted me on the last spike and I fell" She jerked open the door and dashed off into the night but not before I saw a thin white line under her collar.