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Yona's POV
Dear Father,
Please do not panic, for I am safe and sound. I am merely going on a little trip for educational purposes. I will conceal my identity, not that many people would recognize my appearance anyways. I assure you though that I am doing this for our country.
Oh, and don't eat my strawberries.
Your lovely daughter, Yona
Satisfied, I folded my letter and sealed it with a wax seal stamp that was embroidered with the royal insignia.
That should do the trick.
I placed it on my bed in plain sight. Then, I put on my cape and my backpack which carried all my nessicities. After taking one last look around my room, I walked out.
I already planned out my escape. Today was The Giving, which is a special holiday that lasts for several days. Many people, even the guards, take the day off and celebrate with a parade or something. Plus, my father makes a speech to the people. However, every year I was ordered to stay in my room until the ceremony was done. I would gaze at the lively crowed from my window, and then immediately close the curtains.
I didn't want to see it. Didn't want to know.
But now, I can actually join them...
The thought made me a bit giddy yet anxious.
I exited through the garden behind the castle. My hood was on and I quickened my pace.
I'm almost there.
Then, I bumped into something.
Or rather, someone. Looking down, I saw that the person was wearing black pants with clean white shoes. It was a man.
I kept my head down. " A thousand apologizes, sir." I was about to kept on walking until he replied, "Oh, no. The fault is mine. If I may ask, do you know where King II may be?"
Father?
I looked up slightly to see a man with long blonde hair and distinctive green eyes. He seemed to almost be two heads taller than me.
I was a bit startled.
He was the little boy from the picture.
I took a step back and quickly looked down again, but I could still feel his eyes stare right though me. "Ah, King II you say? Yes, he is at his quarters right now," I answered, pointing to the area.
Before he could say his thanks, I took a quick bow and hurried along my way without looking back.
Did he recognize me?
Chained
It was very crowded in the city. Every now and then I would bump into someone. The situation was different from what I was use to. The Palace was never this crowded or this noisy. Everyone's voices jumbled together. Some people were even shouting to talk over the crowd.
Despite stepping out of my comfort zone though, I actually enjoyed it. There was many venders selling food, clothes, and crafts. I was simply in awe at the informality and liveliness of the city. Everybody was informal, laughing, and living life without a care.
I was envious.
I spent in the whole day walking around until sun was setting. People left and the noise quiet down. I looked at the map that I bought of the city.
Hm, there's a nice inn about a mile from here. That'll take too long, but if I take the shortcut, I can probably get there sooner...
Following the tail of the shortcut, I went through the minor roads and into an alley way. The moon was already up and the sky turned dark blue.
It was eerily silent compared to the daytime.
I wonder-
"Hello, little girl " a voice cooed, interrupting my thoughts. A chill went up my spine and I quickly turned around to see a group of men approaching my way.
"Are you lost? We can help you get to your destination, missy" another one offered.
My hands became sweaty and I murmured, "Thank you, but I am fine. I know where I am going."
"It's okay. Let us escort you." One of the creepy guys reached for my hand, but I slapped it away spontaneously.
"I said I am fine, " I declared angrily, but I quickly regretted saying that when one of them got out a knife.
"Are you sure about that? You don't-"
"Hey, she said that she was fine, " a new, deep voice nonchalantly intervened behind of me. He put his arm around my shoulders and pressed close to me.
My eyes widen when I looked up.
It was the criminal.
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