Sorry it's been such a long time since I have updated (a reason why this chapter is short), life and junk has been happenin'. Not much dialogue, which is a change, since I love typing it. Anyways, enjoy!
Raphael ties his horse to a near by tree and walks into the small town of Opalsterm. It was a very run-down town, unlike where he originates from.
He tries not to act suspicious as he walks down the not-so-busy street, making sure he doesn't trip over the kids that run past him. He almost felt bad for this town. Everyone was wearing -what looked like- brown rags and these weird sandals that didn't look very comfy on the hot dry dirt.
No water tower in sight, nor did it look like there was even police. But, Raphael knew why.
These people, all of them, were theives.
Of course, he was wearing fancy clothing, so everyone was giving him weird and suspicious looks.
Raphael kept walking without (or at least trying not to) making eye contact with anyone. And even when he did, he quickly looked away.
He saw a saloon, and knew he should start there.
Sir Leonardo Hamato du England,
I am eternally grateful for you sending me this picture of your house maid, for she is in fact, my long lost twin sister. I will certainly send troops to help you on your search for her and when you find her please return her to me, my father and mother will be most obliged.
If you happen to find my other sister, Princess Darcy, please return her, too. She can be very.. How do you say... Naughty. I don't want her to get into trouble.
Again, I am very happy to find out that my twin is alive and well (I hope she still it, at least).
Sincerely,
Prince Zeke Midnight du Artemista.
Ivy coughs up some more dust. If she didn't get water soon, she may die. The dust and dirt around her choked her and made her eyes red and watery. Talking was unbearable, their throats swollen and irritated.
Her and Darcy just finished off the bread they were given and were now staring down at their small goblet of grape juice. The "guards" stopped giving them water after a few days, and it was tolling both girls.
They longed for just a cup of water, hot or cold, old or new. It didn't matter anymore.
Darcy let's out a shaky sigh and brushes some stray hairs from her eyes. She wonders if anyone will come save her- I mean- them. She missed her big comfy bed, with nice warm water to bathe in, fresh gourmet food, clean clothes, and her family.
Ivy sniffs and hugs herself. She missed the Hamatos. She actually missed cooking for them. She missed all of the animals. She missed Kopi. She felt so alone, even though her actual, real sister, was sitting next to her.
Just then, when life couldn't get any worse, a guard opens their cell door. He sneers down at them and says with a low grunt, "Get up. Your trials start soon. Need to get you ready."