Chapter one; opening a new door

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Estellas pov;
I crawl out of the palace that I would call my home, but since the death of my father, it hasn't felt like a home. My mother cry's every night in grief as he was the love of her life. I grip the cold stone walls as I make my way down to avenge my father to bring peace to my family, my kingdom, myself, and to my father. He didn't deserve to die the way he did. He was loved, he was respected, and he knew it.
I quietly make my way to the stables where I meet my horse who was perked up with ears forward waiting for me tack him up.
I brush him quickly but quietly as I hear a pair of knights walk by with their heavy metal armour shift with their movements. I duck down into the stall until I hear them walk away. I finish tack him up and get on him.
We take off full gallop into the night to find my next target. I heard from some women in the village that men had recently started stealing children from family's of single fathers of low class. I am going to try to find this man or group of men who do such vile things to such innocent people. And murder them.

I hop off of Calamis around the corner from my targets next target, Christopher Ashdowne. I tie up calamis and go to the home of the targets, I find a vines going up the side of the home and climb them until I reach the roof. I tie some rope to the chimney top and look for a window I can make my way into. I slowly make my way down the rope and quietly open the window to the children's room. One of them is a girl, looks about ten and the other a boy, about seven years old. They look so calm and innocent.
I swiftly get into the bedroom and close the window behind me. I start to hear footsteps coming towards the door, I quickly hide in the closet. I hear the door open to see it's their father checking in on them. He closes the door and the footsteps start to fade until I hear nothing. I wait...

Until I hear a ruckus downstairs, I crawl over to the foot of the bed where it is facing the bedroom door. I pull an arrow from my quiver and put it in position to shoot right at the door. I hear footsteps rush up the stairs and then slow down towards the bedroom door. I pull back on my bow even more preparing to shoot. The door starts to open. All of a sudden someone bursts through the window and I shoot thinking it's one of the murderers, it's a young man with a shocked look on his face as he falls back outside. I look back to see a man about to snatch one of the kids out of bed, I pull one of my knifes and chuck it at his shoulder, the kids wake up and start screaming. I pull back my hood and say "run, now." They do as I say and run out the door, the man on the floor tries to crawl to them but I kneel on his bleeding shoulder, he hollers in pain and looks at me in anger and pain. I pull out the knife and hold it against his throat. I say "where are all the children?" He starts to laugh. I put more pressure on his shoulder, he screams. I press the knife harder against his neck, I yell "tell me!" He says in mercy "ok, ok, we send them to the witches. I don't know what they do with them, please please I'm just the deliverer." I pull back the knife, rests his head on the floor. I get up and kick him in the head knocking him out. I wrap rope around his wrists and and drag him out of the house where I am met with the father and children. He says "what did they want?" I say "your children, keep an eye on them." I start to walk away with the kidnapper, I come to a halt when the little boy tugs on my cape. I turn around, he says "thank you." I kneel down to his height and say "your welcome, keep your sister safe." I lightly pinch his cheek and continue walking, dragging the man behind me. I swing the unconscious man onto calamis' back. I check around the house where the other man came from to see if he's still there. He's not.

I get back to calamis to get on. I quickly write a note of what the man has done and put it in a pocket on his shirt. I gallop over to the jail and put him on the steps. I knock loudly on the front doors and gallop away. Hoping that someone will answer and hold him in a cell.
I notice that the sun started to rise so I gallop calamis as fast as I could so I could get home before one of the maids caught me gone.
I quickly untack calamis in his stable and leave his things in front of it. I run and climb back up to my room. I quickly undress and put my clothes under one of my dressers. I climb into bed with just my undergarments on and try to get some sleep.
I am quickly woken up by one of the maids pulling back the curtains with the sun right in my eyes. I groan and roll over to the other side of my bed. The maid giggles at my exaggeration. I finally sit up after a few minutes and start to walk to my bathroom where I undress and get in the tub that was prepared for me. I start to clean myself but as soon as I close my eyes I have images of my father calling for me as he's dying in front of me. I try to clear my head as I dunk my head to clean my face and hair. But nothing ever works to get that image out of my head...

Hey y'all I wanted to start up a new book as I had a spark of creativity.
~abby :)

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