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Christina stared up at the bright blue sky. The green grass tickled the skin that was not hidden by the coarse, homespun shift she wore. Her auburn hair shined in the afternoon sunlight.
Christina sighed and rolled onto her side and started picking the grass. 'Today was the day' she thought to herself. 'Today was the day when her mother had been murdered 15 years ago.' Christina knew she should not be angry, that it was the Gods will and it had its purpose but she could not understand why she had to be left to fend for herself. Christina knew it was not her mothers fault the kingdom was falling apart. That power- hungry men were everywhere. But she hated her mother for making her hide what she was.
Isolda, Christina's mother, had been the heir to the kingdom of Caerleon. Caerleon had been attacked and Isolda had fled with her infant daughter. Isolda was not to be spared, though. She was killed by Caerleon's enemy, Baldwin. Baldwin was a power-hungry prince and was furious that Isolda would not give into his, so called, peace treaty. Baldwin however had not noticed the bundle that had laid near his victims feet and had rode off into the night.
Christina had been found by a traveling company of knights. The knights had heard of the attack on Caerleon and recognized Isolda. The company also knew that her daughter must be hidden from Baldwin. They had taken Christina to her mothers dear friend, Cecilia, who lived in the small village of Ludlow.
Cecilia had taken Christina in as if she was her own. Raised her along with her own daughter, Ann. Christina grew up to be a strong tempered, rebellious maiden. Her long auburn hair and bright blue eyes caught the eye of every man. However, Christina could care less. She was just as happy, if not more, to be riding her stallion Freund or playing ball with Ann and her best friend, Emma.
Christina was woken by the sound of hooves. She sat up and gawked at the army of men that were speeding towards her, towards Ledlow. 'They were attacking' it took a moment for the reality to hit her but once it did she got up and ran toward the town.
Christina stared up at the bright blue sky. The green grass tickled the skin that was not hidden by the coarse, homespun shift she wore. Her auburn hair shined in the afternoon sunlight.
Christina sighed and rolled onto her side and started picking the grass. 'Today was the day' she thought to herself. 'Today was the day when her mother had been murdered 15 years ago.' Christina knew she should not be angry, that it was the Gods will and it had its purpose but she could not understand why she had to be left to fend for herself. Christina knew it was not her mothers fault the kingdom was falling apart. That power- hungry men were everywhere. But she hated her mother for making her hide what she was.
Isolda, Christina's mother, had been the heir to the kingdom of Caerleon. Caerleon had been attacked and Isolda had fled with her infant daughter. Isolda was not to be spared, though. She was killed by Caerleon's enemy, Baldwin. Baldwin was a power-hungry prince and was furious that Isolda would not give into his, so called, peace treaty. Baldwin however had not noticed the bundle that had laid near his victims feet and had rode off into the night.
Christina had been found by a traveling company of knights. The knights had heard of the attack on Caerleon and recognized Isolda. The company also knew that her daughter must be hidden from Baldwin. They had taken Christina to her mothers dear friend, Cecilia, who lived in the small village of Ludlow.
Cecilia had taken Christina in as if she was her own. Raised her along with her own daughter, Ann. Christina grew up to be a strong tempered, rebellious maiden. Her long auburn hair and bright blue eyes caught the eye of every man. However, Christina could care less. She was just as happy, if not more, to be riding her stallion Freund or playing ball with Ann and her best friend, Emma.
Christina was woken by the sound of hooves. She sat up and gawked at the army of men that were speeding towards her, towards Ledlow. 'They were attacking' it took a moment for the reality to hit her but once it did she got up and ran toward the town.