The woman collapsed in a clump of bramble. She couldn't run anymore. She didn't want to run anymore. A pair of strong hands grabbed her wrists and pulled her underneath a bush. She tried to scream, but the hand clamped over her mouth before any sound could escape. The heavy thud of soldiers' boots passed by her. The woman could hear them grunting, and she knew why. Those soldiers had been on the chase of the century, any one of them would have given the world to know that she was now at the mercy of some strange man who had snatched her from their grasps.
The footsteps subsided, and the man removed his hand from her mouth and whispered, "You're safe here."
"Why would you hide me from the Fyre soldiers? Trying to get the reward for yourself?" she demanded.
"No, your majesty," he cracked a smile, "I want to help you." The man released her from his grasp.
"How so?" the woman asked suspiciously.
"Anyway you'd like," he winked, "My name is Ian, since we'll be working together."
"Ex-Queen Sasha Pine, but I'm sure you knew that already." Sasha's lips stretched into a smile.
"You failed last time, but if you amass an army and have better allies, I'm sure that you can regain control of the Realm of Fyre."
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Realms of Azymus: The Healer
FantasyGreetings, this happens to be my first book(which is not fanficiton). It would be great if you gave feedback. Might try to self-publish. Marie, a 14 year old girl living in a convent, is whisked away to be a healer in the palace after it is discover...
