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I've been out here for years. Ever since the day my mother passed. I'm the second child of the king. His only daughter of five children. A sixth is certainly on the way. My older brother, the first born left us to fight in ours fathers war over three years ago. It is said that the survivors of the bloody battle would be returning today. But they've been saying that for months now."Sister!" their at the gate, hurry" my little brother Christian said while bursting into my room.He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my chair. He pulled me over to the rest of our siblings near the front. The kingdom screamed in excitement as the gates slowly opened. Standing beside father, I stepped onto one of the marble steps leading up to the castle. Looking over all the heads of the citizens, the doors to the large, sturdy gate slowly opened. Revealing the bloodied figures of the surviving soldiers.Gabriel, my brother. He was leading the others as they marched passed the gat

Where am I? How did I get here? Questions roamed my head as I searched my surroundings.I was standing on a short section of a flat wooden bridge with my bare feet. Crisp blue waters surrounded me from every angle. I spun around in a panic looking for somewhere to go. I was trapped, lost."Where am I?" I yelled at the top of my lungs.But there was no land or people in sight. Only the sparkling waves of the bright blue water beneath me. The sun was setting into the water. It was as large as the tallest mountains. A sense of peace came over me as I watched half the sun disappear into the water, causing it to glow a lime green."Kristy?" a familiar voice said.I spun around to see a glowing white figure standing only inches away. Their face hidden by the hood of a long white cloak. They lifted their hands out of their pockets and gently moved the hood off their head."Mother!?" I said.My eyes opened wide to the sight of my fallen mothe

We followed the maid down to the dinning hall. She left as soon as the door closed and we hurried inside. Father was pacing, his arms crossed and teased. His head bowed and his eyes locked on the dark blackish marble floors. His wooden thrown at the end of the table was tossed to the other side of the room. His face red with frustration and defeat."Sit down" he demanded.Brother sat down the one chair that had a sword curved into the birch wood. I stood behind him and leaned my arms on the back of his chair. Father looked up at me. His eyes filled with regret and hate."Earlier today one of the local farmers from outside the gate spoke with us about... Well you know and I have come to a decision that involves you Kristy" he said.He paused for a moment. Picking up his chair, he came back over to the table and sat down. He pushed the chair next to him out slightly and I walked over to him. I sat down beside him and placed my hands on the table, refusing t

Hours later. The sun wasn't up yet, but the birds were chirping loud enough to wake me. My eyes opened and I scanned the room. For a moment I was confused over where I was until the memories of the night before can rushing back. Exhausted, I sat up. I was still sitting on the bear skin rug by the fire place. With my body aching I forced myself up to my feet. The fire was out and house was as quite as a mouse. Until someone came walking up the front stairs and into the house."Oh good, your awake, come... come there is something I would like to show you" the old man said."Um, okay... where's my cloak?" I asked him as I followed him into the back room.He walked inside a room in the back that looked like it was used for storage. "It's hanging by the front door" he said while moving a few wooden crates out of the way.He stepped out of the way and revealed a large chest. He a gesture toward me to get a closer look."This chest contains my wives old c