Awena sat down on the bed in the chamber that was prepared for her. She
took off the ring and looked at it carefully. It had a silver band with
a single diamond on it, not too elaborate, but she had a feeling that
the actual wedding ring was to be more magnificent then this one.
Married at such a young age was a horrifying thought. Awena burst into
tears.
" You didn't tell me this was going to happen," she cried out to an unknown person. " What am I to do?"
No answer came, but she felt a peace of heart and Awena thought through all the possible solutions. The only one that seemed probable to her was the last one, which was to escape from this open prison. Awena spent a long time in thought over this, deciding which was the best way to go about this task.
Caderyn was worried, when he had announced his intentions, he expected her to be happy, but instead she looked at him in bewilderment. The look in her eyes was sheer terror; it haunted him. Almost as if she knew what he really was planning to do. He looked up as his most trusted advisor came into the room.
" How is she?" he asked him, his voice expressing his anxiety. " Not good, milord. Perhaps if you spoke to her." he replied. Caderyn left the room and went to the chamber where Awena was, following the advice given to him. He knocked on the door and announced himself.
" Go away! You're the last one I want to see!" she yelled at him through the door. Caderyn wasn't used to being ignored and he told her why he wanted to talk to her. The door suddenly opened and she glared at him. " You wanted to talk?"
" Could we possibly talk while I show you around?" he asked looking into her eyes. She nodded.
" You didn't tell me this was going to happen," she cried out to an unknown person. " What am I to do?"
No answer came, but she felt a peace of heart and Awena thought through all the possible solutions. The only one that seemed probable to her was the last one, which was to escape from this open prison. Awena spent a long time in thought over this, deciding which was the best way to go about this task.
Caderyn was worried, when he had announced his intentions, he expected her to be happy, but instead she looked at him in bewilderment. The look in her eyes was sheer terror; it haunted him. Almost as if she knew what he really was planning to do. He looked up as his most trusted advisor came into the room.
" How is she?" he asked him, his voice expressing his anxiety. " Not good, milord. Perhaps if you spoke to her." he replied. Caderyn left the room and went to the chamber where Awena was, following the advice given to him. He knocked on the door and announced himself.
" Go away! You're the last one I want to see!" she yelled at him through the door. Caderyn wasn't used to being ignored and he told her why he wanted to talk to her. The door suddenly opened and she glared at him. " You wanted to talk?"
" Could we possibly talk while I show you around?" he asked looking into her eyes. She nodded.