"Ah... This is her? the one of the prophesy?" a man questioningly asked his servant standing to his left as he was looking into the water that displayed a girl about 15 who had blonde hair tucked into a bun atop her head.
"Ye-yes, Milord. This is her. Do you want us to move in and finish her?" the shaking servant replied nervously.
"No, that is unnecessary. We'll let her find us herself." With that, the man looked over at the prisoner chained to the wall and smirked. "She'll come when she finds out that THEY are here," the powerful man
Author's Note: Okay, so I know this is SUPER short, but I do have 4 chapters up right now. This is just the foreshadow part at the beginning (Note the Dun-dun-DUN! thing going on...), plus the length is short, so please give me a review at the end!
-Raventongue:)