~Chapter Two~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sun had went back into hiding for the night. The castle was quiet. I successfully been able to avoid the prince all afternoon. The moon was bright; making it light up the night sky. Owls hooted a little; looking for prey. I was packing my sachet for my journey. A spare set of clothing, food, and water. I had to travel lightly. I let my hair down out of the braid, it fluttered down my back, in nice curls. I slowly opened the door leading out to the hallway. I prayed that it wouldn't squeak as I opened it, and cause someone to wake up. It's didn't. I tip toed down the hall, as quietly was I could go. Suddenly I froze. A guard stood a few few away from me. I backed up slowly. He seemed to notice. "You there! Stop!" His voice carried through the silent castle. I looked around, before I turned on my heels and ran for it. "Stop!" He yelled after me. I made a quickly turn; not knowing where I was going I was just simply trying to shake this man off of me. A firm hand held my forearm tightly. "Let me go!" I screamed as loud as I could. He covered my mouth with his hand, and dragged me down a fleet of stairs. ******* I sat in the corner of my cellar. It smell of mold and rotten flesh. "You can rot in here until the King wanted to see you." The guard said with a cocky grin. "You better get use to this cell." With no other words he walked away. I leaned my head against my knees, and sighed heavily. The smell was overpowering. I looked over to see where it was coming from. I gasped. A chained man, or what use to be a man was in the corner. Where his eyes were there was nothing but spider webs. His mouth was see shut, and his skin was peeled off. I pulled my eyes away, and clasped a hand over my mouth; not allowing myself to vomit. The only light I had was a little torch that hung on the wall outside my cell. It was damp and cold. I need to get out.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ? Haha there's another update! Man this is one of the most fun stories I've written. Even though it's kinda sad. It's fun to write. Comment Please. I love feedback. and I don't think I'll be putting anyone's name in this story. Maybe Samantha. But Sammi wasn't a name they really had back then. Haha. Samantha is like more of a proper name. Just like Alexander instead of Alex. ~Princess Sammi *Princess Samantha ~Prince Alex *Prince Alexandra ~Maiden Jas *Maiden Jasmine Haha sounds better.
Your story was great .. please update soon .. , and by da way , could you include me on your story ... please !!! ,
Oh Lordy! Haha guys I can only Have certain names in this story. This is back in the olden days. Like before your grannies time. Haha. I doubt back then people named their kids Sammi Or Brooke Or even Lexii. Haha. Most parents named their kids some long name like Samantha Elizabeth Alexandra Nicolette And maybe sometimes Sarah I'll do my best with the name things.
Chapter Three ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Prince Erik's Point Of View~ Why could she have gone?! My heart was beating unusually fast. I walked quickly down the halls. The guards bowed in my presence. I nodded in acknowledgement. "Sir." Ace-one of the newest guards- greeted me. "Hello. Have you seem a girl around here?" I knew he would probably look at me like I have two heads. He nodded. He actually nodded. My eyes shoot open. And questions poured out of my head aiming right at him. "I caught a girl sneaking around here. She had a bag of food and water. I and a gown. I threw her in a cellar." He smiled broadly. "You did what?! I command you to bring me to her at once." I hissed at him. His smile faded. "Um.. Yes of course sir." ***** He held a torch as we walked down to the dungeon. Spider webs covered the corners and cracks. And a terrible smell filled the air. I saw a body laying on the floor. "Un lock it!" I commanded. Ace grabbed the keys with shaken hands and slowly unlocked it. I ran into the cell. And down to knees. I pulled the wore out blanket off of the body. "Jasmi-" I stopped myself. I looked down at a rotted corpse. The corpse of an old man. "This is not her! I demand you to tell me where you put her!" I scrambled back to my feet, glaring at Ace. My gaze started to make Ace sweat a bit. "Um sir.. I promise she was in-" he stopped talking. I followed where his eyes had landed on. The window, a rope hung out of it. "She must have-" She climbed out of the window! I ran out of the cellar. I need to find her ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yay she got out! Haha. Stupid ace. Haha just for you Sammi. Team dead guy. Haha I couldn't wait!
Sammi's right, the dead guy sounds so hot!Now, I will say that in modern teenage language: Sammi's right doe, innit? Dat dead guy is well piff, innit fam?!?
Ahahahha I love her plan (the dead guy looks exactly like her; I mean, they could be TWINNIES! :0) but there's one problem. The dead guy is too hawt fo dat chick. Talking like a hipster. But he's perf #mancrushmonday #teamdeadguy