After the King had left, some guards had come in and started to untie me, all of them had left except for one, who pointed his sword at my neck and told me to change. I was so frightened, that my hands began to shake uncontrollably from it all. I was given some pieced of cloth which was probably a long tunic, cut out for prisoners. I changed, suddenly feeling the chill of the dank dungeons. The guard grabbed me and put his hand on my mouth, cutting off my protests. He gagged me tightly, then proceeded to tie my hands behind my back. Tears sprung from my eyes, as he tightened the ropes, binding my wrists. He continued to tie my arms together to prevent any movement. I struggled against the guard with long silver hair, as he tried to take me from the ground. It was then that I got a good look at my captor, I couldn't see his face but he was cloaked. He wrapped his arm around my waist and carried me down the corridor, as if I were a sack of potatoes. What is going to happen to me? I continued to struggled against the tight bounds but to no avail. If only I could get free of him then I could run, I thought. Before I could think of a plan though, he dropped me onto the floor making me moan nin pain. He started to tie my feet together as I recovered, and took out a bottle and cloth. What no, I screamed into my gag, but all that came out was muffled shrieks. The cloaked guard grabbed me behind the neck, and pushed the cloth to my mouth and suddenly all I could see was darkness. . .

I awoke to a bright light shining down on me. I opened my eyes to see a tiny room and the sun shining through the window on the way top. I tried to get up but as i remember, I couldn't move as the bounds tying me were too tight. I have to get out of this, I thought hastily as I tried in pain to get out of the ropes. The minutes past and nothing changed. There was no way out of this? Suddenly, the door opened and two huge men in skirts grabbed me. I screamed into my gag, struggling with all my might, because otherwise I would be killed.

"So this little girl is the sacrifice this year," said one of the men.

"Yeah, pitiful thing she looks terrified, I wonder where the Queen found her she looks strange," replied the other man.

"It doesn't matter," said the first man. "As long as the festival goes on and our season is protected, I'm willing to turn a blind eye. She probably stole something from the Queen and she is getting punished for it."

What!, i screamed. They threw me onto the ground where it looked to be a stage. All around me in a circle, people were crowded, waiting to see the new spectacle: my death.

"Bring the girl out boys, we need to have her ready for the Queen and King." shouted a voice. What was happening, were they really going to kill me?

"Announcing the arrival of his majesty, the King, and teh Crown Prince Arnuwanda, and the Third Prince, Prince Kail!"

I could hear women cheering at the sound of that name. That name it sounded familiar, I turned to look. It's the man from before! He was elegantly dressed robes surrounding him bright colors, he was talking to the man next to him.

(Decided to write in third person sorry)

Yurri couldn;t contain the terror in her. That man must've been with the Queen!

"Now announcing the Queen and our own Water Preistess for the sacrifice of the year!"

No! I screamed into my gag bbut no one would hear, the voices all aroudn drowned out Yurr's muffled screams. The men help her down as teh executioner approached, the girl with his axe.

I don't want to die, Yurri yelled internally as the blade desended.

That is when the goblet was thrown. . . . . .

To be continued. . .