So I thought I'd try my hand at a multi chapter fic again :). If I'm honest, this is me testing the water as this is something I actually wrote years ago (well, 32 pages of it) and thought I'd use this as a test run, as I have a new idea I hope to get around to at some point. So, anyway, I promise to update when I can. Our Charming Family will remain my top concern, but requests will be accepted for this story too. Although, like I said, I have already wrote 32 pages of it so it might take a while for your request to get in there haha. So, without further delay, I hope you enjoy :)
"Marali?" Snow asked, poking her head inside their tent. She smiled when she saw Marali lying staring at the top of the tent. "Still bored, huh?" She asked. Marali sighed.
"Yup." She said without moving. Snow moved over and sat on the edge of the makeshift bed.
"Your dad and Emma will be back in a few days, you'll have company again soon." Snow said softly.
"Or… I could go out with you and fight…" Marali tried. Snow groaned slightly.
"We've been through this," She said, tucking some hair behind Marali's ear. "I don't want either of you fighting. You're too young. I couldn't stand it if something happened to you…"
"I'm stronger than you think." Marali said, sitting up, slightly huffy. Snow couldn't help but give it a small smile. Who would have thought her stubbornness would come back to haunt her in the form of her daughter?
"No honey, I know how strong you are. But that doesn't make George's army any less strong. And you know you're a target. Sorry honey, but I won't risk it." Snow said, getting up. Marali might not be allowed to fight, but she had to get back to the battle. "Marcus will be outside as always. If you need anything, tell him." Snow told her, stroking her cheek.
"I don't need a babysitter, or a prison officer…" Marali muttered. Snow chuckled.
"Even so, he'll be there. I'll come back as soon as I can." Snow said, leaving the tent.
Marali slumped back on the bed, mind-numbingly bored. Her eyes were wondering around the tent when she spotted it. A thin line of light at the back of the tent. Marali grinned, there was a back exit.
"Time for some action." She said quietly to herself, grabbing her sword (just because she wasn't meant to fight didn't mean her mom would leave her defenceless). As quietly as possible, she slipped out of the back of the tent and dashed for the battlefield. Her grin spread wider across her face as she ran. This had been the most fun she'd had in days. She soon spotted the closest battle going on, and got herself stuck in. It wasn't long before she'd taken out the small group.
"Marali?" She heard a startled voice from behind her. She looked around to see her astonished mother.
"Hey mom!" She said brightly. "Fancy seeing you here!" Snow closed her eyes and rubbed her temple.
"You found the back exit, didn't you?" She grumbled. All Snow got in reply was a grin. Snow pointed back towards the tent. "Guess we'll need someone on there now, tent. Now." Snow ordered. Marali defiantly shook her head.
"No way! I just got out. You saw me take out those guards, I can do this mom!" Marali pleaded. Snow came over and took Marali's face in her hands.
"I know you can. But I don't trust George's army. I need to keep you safe. Please, for me, go back." Marali could see the pure fear in her mother's eyes, and reluctantly agreed.
"Fine." She grumbled. Snow sighed in relief and kissed her forehead.
"Quickly now, before…"
"It's too late?" Someone interrupted her. Both Snow and Marali whipped their heads up to see they'd been surrounded by guards who'd hid in the forest. "I'm afraid it is, your majesties." He grinned. And then the fight started. Snow and Marali each had two guards to face. Both were managing to keep the upper hand, but hadn't noticed an extra guard sneaking up behind Marali. He whirled her around, and before she had a chance to defend herself he managed to swipe at her stomach.
