Karigan was running out of air. She gasped as the last bit of oxygen ran away from her. She made one last kick at the stone pressing in on her then like a candle snuffed out.
Brianne walked down the dark corridor; she had heard a strange sound emitting from the queen-to-be's tomb. She would have left it, thinking it was one of the caretakers yet; it was an odd muffled sound. She looked hard at the sarcophagus, odd she thought, the lid was on. The lid was never on. She heard a loud thump then, silence. She quickly hurried to open the heavy stone tomb, grunting with the effort only to drop it in surprise, for there lying in a pool of blood, was Karigan." Marcus! Clint!" she yelled running to get them,
"What is it Brianne?" Marcus inquired quickly, walking in the direction where Brianne had come from. Brianne whispered the name,
"Karigan" Marcus looked at her.
"I'll inform the king" and with that he ran off leaving the rest to her.
She was dead. She looked around. Huh, funny looks boring, she thought staring at the white oblivion. However, it is peaceful, it would be nice to stay… sleeping forever… "NO!" the voice shocked her. She glanced around her trying to find the source.
"KARIGAN, YOUR NOT MENT TO DIE, YET. YOU HAVE A LIFE, A LOVE AND MOST OF ALL A COUNTRY. DON'T FALL ASLEEP…"
Karigan looked around franticly.
"How do I get back?" she said in a small voice,
"RELAXE. WHEN YOU DO THEN YOU WILL GO BACK. BUT DON'T FALL ASLEEP!"
Karigan tried. This was going to be hard.
Zachary stared at the woman's body. It was bandaged and well… dead. He couldn't believe it, dead. His Karigan, dead. He hung his head, he couldn't protect her. Even though he was the king, he couldn't protect her. She was to be buried with the nobles next week. He made sure that even though she was dead, she was still treated like his queen.