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The wind whispered through cracks in the stony wall, as the moon shone through the tiny barred window. Everything was silent. The prisoners looked up, as hurried foot-steps approached. A little girl ran to her mother as the sound of keys filled the air.

A gasp escaped from the lips of one of the women, as the door bust open, and a young woman was pushed inside. She fell and most of her copper colored hair covered her face.

One of the guards looked down at her and laughed, "Not so smart now, huh? Don't you love being in chains?"

He picked her up by the hair and turned her to face him. She laughed, it was almost musical, "You really think these chains will keep me? Ha! Your even dumber than you look. You, your King, and all his followers, will pay! The Resistance is growing. And I promise, that when I escape, you shall be on your death bed!" At that she spit in his face.

He wiped if off and slapped her, "So? Your part of the Resistance, are you? The Dark Lord will be so happy to learn this!"

She bowed her head, than laughed again, "I'm not part of the Resistance. I agree with them. But I can never seem to find them. And I also find that if you lay another hand on me I shall personal put you on your death bed! Why do you look so worried, Caption? Afraid to die? I always thought you were the weakest. Why ever did the King choose you? That is the best question I've ever heard. You need to pick a fight you can handle, Caption. It is a pity. How old are you? 30? 35? And I, 18. And I could most likely kick your butt!"

The prisoners tried to hide their smiles. Caption John glared at them, than threw the woman down. She hit the ground with a thud. "You can rot in this prison, then witch!"

Again this brought about another fit of laughter from her, "You still think I'm a witch, Caption, a Gypsy? Just because I wouldn't have you. You think I stole your heart with spells do you? Ha! It wasn't that hard seeing as you don't have one!"

He bit his lip and walked out, slamming the door behind him. She stood up and looked around finally noticing the other prisoners. A woman with long blond hair stood and walked toward her. She helped her to her feet and smiled, " That was very brave of you. I'm Scarlet."

The girl stood and replied, " It was nothing. I'm Lizzy. And I'm here to help you. Now which of you is Lorna?"

The little girl that had ran to her mother earlier stepped forward, "I'm Lorna."

The woman named Lizzy looked surprised, "How old are you? Never mind. Lorna I won't be here much longer and when I go you must come with me."

A woman with red curly hair stepped in front of the girl. "I don't think so. I promised her mother I would keep her safe. So she will not be going with some stranger!"

Lizzy started to laugh, "Ep zpv sfbmmz uijol j xpvme ivsu ifs? F xbt tfou ifsf cz Olamasman. Zft if jt nz infoufpsf, if ibt tfou nf up qspufdu ijt ofx bssfoubls."

The red haired woman bowed her head, "Forgive me. Master Olamasman is a great master. I see him through you. Are you too an elvans?"

The prisoners stared at them confused. Again the woman laughed, "No. Just taught by one. I can see in your eyes all your questions. Yes, I can use magic. No, I have yet to. Yes, she can use magic. And yes, there will be someone here to get us out in a few weeks."

Lizzy sat next to the window and pulled out a piece of parchment. The red haired woman sat next to her, "My name is Quizal." Lizzy nodded her head searching her pack for a pencil.

Lorna moved and sat in Quzial's lap, "Lady Lizzy? Do you know any stories? It's boring here."

Lizzy's face seemed to brighten, "Let me write this letter and send it. Than I shall tell the most beautiful story."

Quizal looked over at her confused, "There is no way to send anything. The castle is guarded all the time. Even if you could get the letter out. No one can get one back in."

Lizzy's eye's narrowed in thought than her face showed happiness and love, "I know just the person!" She laughed at a private joke.