Hey guys I hope you liked the prologue! This chapter is dedicated to @Caligynephobia for making the amazing new cover of my story and for being my first commenter! The new cover is on the side if you haven't seen it yet.
|chapter one|
Amaria's POV
I look up at the tavern. My soon to be gateway to safety. To a life where I don't have to look behind my shoulder every five seconds. I world where I can stop running, because no one is chasing me.
I push the door open to a scene full of drunk men, bar fights and lots of noise. In any other situation I'd never even consider going near a place like this. But I have been tracking him for months now and I have finally found him.
I put the hood of my cloak over my head and try to be as inconspicuous as possible. To blend into the crowd. Yet that was going to be a little more difficult tonight because I don't see another female anywhere this place. I wouldn't blame them, places like this are dangerous for a lady. Especially at night.
I walk up to the bar and call for some ale. They say if you can't get your demons to go away, drink them away. "That'll be three ledi" the bartender states, snapping me out of my thoughts. I hand him the money and mutter a thank you, while grabbing my ale.
I walk around, my eyes scanning the crowd for him. No luck for me tonight either huh. Just another dead end. I sit down in a booth away from the madness, drowning in my sorrows.
A voice interrupts my thoughts. "What is a lovely lady like yourself doing in a place like this all alone at night?". I look up to see the owner of the voice.
I wonder who the owner of the voice is huh? Leave your answers in the comments below. Hope you enjoyed chapter one!
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foidehghan
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Manusia Serigala"Running. That's what I've been doing all my life. I was trained to do it. It was as if it was a natural instinct. And I'm still doing it, I'm still running." Amaria has been running her entire life. Born as a fugitive because of her parents re...
