Epilogue

The streets were empty and the night was warm. The whole city sat eerily quite as the castle was lit up in the dark night. The music erupted past the palace walls and filled over the surrounding silence. The whole city was gathered in the large ballroom dancing and celebrating. There was no time as happy as these, where everyone lived in harmony.

But the night was ruined, the lights went low and the happiness of the city departed as Victor Dashkov made his sudden appearance, thunder began to crack outside and the sullen mood made everyone stop and shrink back from the dark twisted man in fear.

The king stepped forward his family behind him showing great courage towards the evil man who had deceived them all. He was no saint; he was a bad man with a dark purpose.

"What are you doing here? You were banished!" his voice held the wisdom of a great king, but you could still see the fear in his eyes, the fear for his family.

" I came to curse your name" the children shrunk behind their parents with fear as a malicious laugh escaped victor's mouth.

"The Mazurs with not live past the fortnight, your name and reign will perish as your blood spills"

Before the guards could react he fled into the night, the panic of the people stretched far across the country as the news spread and before the week was out the Mazur family began to lose numbers.

It was on the last night on the fortnight that had been cursed that the Turkish people began to fight back against the Mazurs, their hatred led them to the palace. That night family members fled for their lives. But the youngest daughter of the Mazurs fled to her room in panic, she searched her room for the one thing she needed. Her necklace, the one her grandmother gave her. The necklace slid perfectly on to her neck before she heard the loud footsteps running down the hall, she cowered in fear in the far corner of her room. Her grandmother burst in and she was instantly in her arms.

"Come rose we must leave" as they moved to the door a small door opened to her left, if it were not for the boy sticking out of it, there would have been no clue that it was ever there.

"Your majesty's come this way through the servants quarters, they squeezed through the small hidden door and crawled through the small space until it finished and entered into the servants quarters and out a back door. After getting past the palace gates they began to flee for their lives, running faster and harder.

Rose stopped for a mere second and looked back to see if the boy had followed them, within a quick glance she knew that he had stayed behind and she gave a silent thank you.

"Come on rose, we need to get to safety!" her grand mother persisted with her hard tugs until they reached the train station, the large train was filled and people hung off the back as it began to pull away, the people reached down and pulled the duchess on, as she turned to pull rose on she was too far away, she looked into rose's teary eyes and both of them knew she wasn't going to make it on. But rose didn't give up, she pushed a little harder but still the train was to far away and the crowd started to get thicker and rose was pushed to the ground, her head made a hard impact with the floor and she faded into the darkness of unconsciousness