A/N: This is my first fan fic, so don't kill me if I do something wrong. I don't own the Inheritance Cycle, only Hanna
Hanna sat in the tub until the water turned frigid and the cool air seeped from the lands below. She stepped out, water droplets staining the tiles, into her main room. She wrapped a towel around her body and sat down. Her hair brush found its usual starting place as she began to brush her onyx-colored hair, then the servants bell rang. Her call. Hanna glanced over into her closet and pulled out a simple black dress, and quickly pulled it on.
"This is it, my escape from this hellhole, the day has finally arrived", Hanna thought a she let a minuscule smile grace her face.
Hanna had spent months planning this, her great escape was finally here. She walked through the halls, every second another moment of anticipation, her bucket and cloth awaiting her arrival.
"I don't think I've ever been so happy to be a house servant in my entire life".
She walked to her designated spot of cleaning and put her bucket and cloth down; she scrubbed a part of the floor to make it look like she was doing her job. Hanna peeked her head out the doorway to check for guards: none. She took off sprinting down the hallway, towards the stables.
A/N: Hope you liked it, most updates won't be this short.
