Based off a dream I had.
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I watched heart beating fast as Chrystal and Zhara climbed into the private jet with the unknown man accompanying them. Goofy smiles were painted on their faces as they closed the door slightly. I drew my attention to the man accompanying them and tried to study his features.
"God the things I do to protect that girl. " I growled to myself before jumping into the cargo section of the jet. This was going to be a long bumpy ride.
I stealthily watched them from the crack in the cargo door. Their eyes shimmered with careless freedom. They where blinded y the dazzling lights of the jet that they couldn't recognise that they were being kidnapped.
I waited amongest the huge bulky bags filled with God knows what and watched.
The destination of the jet was unknown. All i knew was i was sworn to protect Chrystal no matter what.
Chrystal's POV
I looked through the lucid window of the jet and couldn't help but feel the excitment inside of me. I was free. My blood boiled with the intoxinating feeling of freedom that was prominent. I looked around at the man who i barely knew and my best friend Zhara who was obviously looked dumbfounded as she sat and looked out the windows.
Freedom was so close i could taste it. I rocked my feet against the leather chair and commended myself. "Finally i got away from here," he smiled "I was free from the my entitlement I was free and overall i and outsmarted one of the smartest cunningest warriors ever put in charge of me. Amhale.
Even though my excitement danced with the butterflies in my stomach, I couldn't help but feel dread somewhere in the pit of my stomach as i continued to stare at the man i didn't even know who i was now entrusting my life too.
Finally after lots of word exchanges the jet took off. All worries that i had in my head slowly melted away as i flew among the clouds. I watched Zhara physically relax in her seat too. At this point all i wanted to do was get away from my entiltlement and from my guards and from... my brother. The king.
My confidence soured with the jet as the taste of freedom became more and more clear in my mouth and my mind. I took long breaths of the crisp air as i thought of my guard down on the ground dumbstruck that i had tricked her.
Maybe it was the taste of freedom or the intoxinating feeling of adventure or the small doubt in my head but if only i knew i had soled my freedom. To the devil.
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The Love Of Freedom
Adventure"Where are we," i whispered while gripping Zhara's hand. "I don't know," she stuttered before trying to get up on her feet to no avail. At that she began to cry. "It's your fault," she screamed before trying to shift away from me. "Don't move," i...
