Two guards stood at the ornate doors which lead to the royal chambers, the chambers were currently occupied by a young lady who sat on the huge bed within the chamber, her long hair fell down her shoulders in thick coils as she thought to herself.
Yes, within the past two months she had been, kidnapped, escaped, kidnapped again, escaped again. Kidnapped for the third time along with her grandmother, held against her will, pampered, almost killed, and to top it all off…
She fell in love with someone who she was sure she couldn’t stand but now she couldn’t imagine not being with him, trust her she knew.
But something was bothering her and it was bothering her for two reasons, one the issue itself and two the fact that the issue was bothering her in the first place.
Turning with a sigh at the sudden squeeze she felt around her waist, she looked down at the black and gold tip that was sitting in her lap which caused her to look at the source of her…issue.