Drip…drip it
says, the small drops of water falls down on the stony floor. And if you listen
closely you will hear gentle footsteps, and a half shadowed figure walking
close to a wet stony wall, soon a shimmering torch appears in the figures green
eyes, the person listens after the guards, the guard room is just a second away.
Soon at the
doorway the sight that meets our person is three guards snoring across a small
wooden table and an empty beer barrel, whit a hole right beside the tap “probably
from the axe” this green eyed person murmured lightly, not long after this. The
strange figure stood in front of a sturdy oak door, now the clinging sound of
several keys could be heard and then a ‘click’ was heard as the main key was
twisted around the iron lock.
The door was opened; inside the room were
chains on the walls and on the lowest arm chains was a male whit hair as dark as
the night, below him where some piles of straw, he lifted his head up, just
enough to look right in to the green eyes. M’Lady? He asked.
Now the figure lifted a pale hand and took
away the hood covering an equally pale face, red hair cascading down the girls
back, and a small smile around her lips “yes it’s me, I’m her to help you out”
how?
He asked quietly,
afraid the guards might awaken. Now she seemed a bit offended by the look on
her face, “I might be a Lady, but I do know my way around these castle walls”
all right I believe you Cassie, the boy stated which made the young lady stop
in her rant.
”What did you
just call me?” I called you by the name, you used while you were disguising
yourself in the village.”Oh, wait then you must be?” Finn ? She whispered
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