Chapter 33 Lawrence

    I had walked down the ridge, I saw smoke, a fire?

    I walked for a while before coming to a camp. Surrounding a fire pit, were guards.

    One looks up at me; he stands up and walks to me. The others just sit there.

    “What are you doing here?” The guard whispers. I stare at him.

    “Queen Madelyn, what are you doing here?” He whispers again.

    “No-nothing,” I say, “I’ll be on my way.” I try to turn around, but the guard grabs the arm.

    I look at him, he had blue eyes, gray hair, but he couldn’t be over thirty.

    “May I join you?” He asks.

    “Why should I let you? You’ll just use me to get to Marilynn.” I stare at him.

    “I’ll help protect her, King Jace is crazy, he has murdered men because he was bored.” He stares at me.

    I stare back, for some reason I trust him. I nod. The sun is setting, “Come to the cliff in the morning.”

    “My name’s Lawrence. I will see you tomorrow Queen.” He bows and walks back to the other guards.

    His friends, they had their helmets on, but one had a knife sticking out of his armor. Lawrence trips over another’s foot, the armor falls.

    The helmet pops off the armor, the guard was dead! Were they all dead?

    I turn around and walk away as calm as I can. I make it out of Lawrence’s sight and start to run.

    I make it to the cliff and slowly make the climb up. There’s a butterfly, a pink on. It was flying across the moon, so pretty. I finish the climb; Marilynn was sleeping in Terrian’s arms.

    “Well, Marilynn, you’ve survived another day, five more left.” I was still worried about her. Five days in till she can take the throne, will she do a good job?

    I lay by the edge, and watched the pink butterfly fly across the night sky.

Author's Note

Has this story gone crazy? Oh well, It's not the first