A/N: Hello everyone, hope everyone had a good weekend. Here is the next chapter. I'm not sure when the next one will be upload. School is wrapping up so that means projects and papers are due. But I will try and upload the next chapter soon. I'll also try to upload the next chapter for Wildest Dreams.

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Chapter 10: The Attack

"Your highness, I think it's time we head back." One of the soldiers suggested. Looking at the concerned soldier, she could see the concerned look in his eyes. The sun was getting late and she knew Gustave would be wanting them back soon. She also knew that she should get some rest for the long days to come. Sighing, she agreed.

"Alright, let us find William and then we will return to the castle." Setting foot to find William, she weaved through the crowd gathered around the musicians. The music changed to Scottish which seemed to make the people dance more. Though this was an English castle now, many people still were Scottish that chose to stay. As the song became more alive, so did the dancing. At one point, the people started to form a circle, grabbing people from the watching crowd to join. Christine felt someone grab her hand and pulled her into the dancing.

"Your highness." The soldiers guarding her tried to get her out, but she couldn't hear them above the music or people. Laughter left her mouth as she danced with the people. Though she knew she should leave and find William, one last dance wouldn't hurt.

The sound of a horn caused everyone to stop; the musicians put their instruments down as every pair of eyes glanced around. Christine let go of the people's hands she was holding and looked around. Her eyes moved the trees she looked at early and noticed a large form coming towards the village.

"It's the Phantom!" A villager shouted and soon chaos erupted. Rushing to get into their homes or any place of safety, they didn't care who they were pushing even if it was the princess. Christine tried to get back to where the soldiers were, but the crowd was pushing her further away.

"Your highness!" The soldier kept calling out, hoping to find her. He glanced back at the approaching enemy, seeing them get closer and closer. The soldiers had to decide whether to find Christine and William to get them back to the castle or stay and fight.

"For England!" A captain shouted and the group of soldiers formed a wall to help protect the civilians from the attackers. Arms with shields and swords, the soldiers braced themselves. Many of the them never fought against the Phantom and now they would. They watched as the horse and rider galloped towards them. They could easily run over the soldiers with the horses, it was a strategy every soldier knew. Just as the rider approached the line, his horse jumped over the soldiers, making the duck so not to get struck with the hooves. Now vulnerable, enemy swords met with flesh and the line started to falter. Having heard about the Scottish attack, Gustave sent every soldier he had out with orders to some to find Christine and William. Joining the soldiers, he armed and mounted his horse before galloping out of the safety of the castle to find his daughter and nephew. Hearing the cheers from the soldiers, he glanced to the castle to see the English flags and knew that Gustave was coming. Giving an order to Seten, he turned his horse to fall back behind the attacking line. Two soldiers stayed with him to help guard him as he watched his men attack.

God, where is William? She kept trying to find him even with the chaos. It was getting hopeless to find hi, by now she hoped he found some place safe to hide until the attack was over. Hoping he was safe, she needed to get somewhere safe. Glancing around, she looked for a place she could possible hide until it was over. Seeing an empty barn, she decided to use that. Grabbing the skirt of her dress, she ran as fast as she could over to the barn and went inside. It was small with only one stall for the horse, but it was enough for her. Settling herself by the window, she kept a lookout outside at the fight and to see if William somehow would appear. Looking around, she spotted three enemy soldiers in the distance, away from the attack. They were too far to see their faces, but she had a feeling one of them was the captain of this group. Looking away from the three soldiers, she looked back onto the fight. She couldn't tell who was winning or losing. A few times, the Scots fell back but they would reform and attack again. They were determined to win, no matter what the casualties would be. Hearing shouts, she looked to the right to see a line of enemy soldiers charging. They had ridden around the village to attack from behind. An English sandwich is what the Scots called this strategy and it worked. To save his men's lives, Gustave knew he would have to fall back to the safety of the castle walls. Though it would mean defeat, it would save a lot of lives. Ordering the men to fallback, they galloped towards the castle. The Scots followed, leaving a few to get supplies from the village as the soldiers returned to the castle.

Pulling away from the window, she sat down so none of the soldiers would spot her and come after her. She would hide here until they leave, she hoped it was a good plan. Taking a deep breath, she suddenly heard someone yelling. Listening more, she noticed it was an English accent. Peering through the window, she looked out to see what was going.

"Get your rebel hands off of me!" William tried to break free of the soldier's grip. A gasp left her mouth as she saw William with the soldier. Oh no, William! Should I help or stay here? Glancing around, she saw none of the soldiers; they were either dead or return to the castle. Though they could return soon, it may be too late. She had to help, try to save him. Not seeing another soldier, she hoped that would give her a higher chance of helping him. Leaving the safety of the barn, she ran over.

"Let him go!" The soldier turned to see Christine, groaning slightly as he now had to deal with her. Trying to get William out of the soldier's grip, she wasn't aware of a figure on a horse galloping towards them. Hearing the sound of hooves, she turned towards the sound. Before she could see the rider, she felt something cover her face.

"No!" She heard William's voice as darkness took over.

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