Kings and Queens
It was the Dark Ages when people started to believe in us. Now it was this young girl's fault why we are forgotten today.
Dark and grey today was, and it suited my mood. *clipoty clop clipoty clop* the soft thuds coming from the horse's hooves were all that I heard. People hurried pass me acting if i was some kind of circus freak, their eyes bored in to mine, fear I saw. Fear of me. Tight metal chains bound my hand and feet together. There was nothing I can do but to struggle and snarl at those imbeciles. It was getting darker, and everywhere I look there were shadows lurking behind every tree. A slight blow of wing wisped my hair, I felt free, but back to reality thoughts flooded into my head.
"Why did you do it?"
"How could you?"
"Well done! It was the right thing to do"
"I'm disappointed in you"
I didn't know what was right or wrong. They promised me I would get something good out of all my troubles. They lied. And of course they did, I just didn't believe it. The sound of shouting and the horses neighing filled my ears.
"Who dare goes pass this gate?" A man shouted.
"Aye sire, the King and Queen's Squire and their prisoner." He replied back. I was a prisoner. What have I done? The man standing by the gate came towards us, well me anyway. He stared and stared, it felt like years till he dropped his sight from me.
"Aye, yes you may enter."
The sky became darker by the minute. The feeling of fear hit me the second I'm surrounded by men, taking me away to the court. Oh that very same court where they killed my mother and siblings. Whispers filled the place and staring started as I'm being lured to my death. People hid behind walls, screamed as I walk pass them. Who am I? No... What am I? What have I done to deserve this?