The Musketeer's Daughter by LedgerGrl22
Chapter 4: The Journey
Thursday night, Emily set off to find the King. At the same time, Rachefort and a group of Cardinal's guards followed the tracks of Emily's horse. Rachefort was quickly catching up with her, and raced right past the inn. Emily had led him away from the musketeer's for her father's safety. Emily was about 5 miles from Corsica when she stopped at an appeared to be-busy inn, with many horses in the front of it. As she walked in, there was hardly anyone there, and it was too dark to see. Suddenly a lantern flashed on, and there stood Rachefort, it was an ambush. "Well, look what I've got, Cardinal Richelieu will be most pleased. We've been waiting for you; I've finally caught you. Unfortunately, I can't kill you now; my specific orders are to kill you on Saturday. Now how much should I ransom to your father?" "No. Please, no ransom, let me just write one final letter to him, please? A last request." "All right, I guess you may have a last request, but in return, I must be allowed to shortly injure you, so you won't be able to fight me on Saturday and your father will watch you die." Emily knew that she had to warn her father or else, she would be a goner anyway. She agreed to this agreement and wrote a letter saying:
"Dear Father,
I'm sorry to tell you, but Rachefort has captured me. Do not worry about me, he is ordered to kill me on Saturday. However, I will not let him kill you or me. In return for me writing this letter, he will be allowed to injure me for a balance, it is not severe. Please do not worry about me, but I had to warn you. I shall see you in Paris, I didn't get to find the King, and you will have to prevent the King's assassination. Good luck to you, Father. I will always love you. Please send my best to Aramis, he was so sweet and kind. I would have loved to get MORE involved with him.Sorry, Father.
Love,
Emily P.S. Your daughter will die for the killing of my brother, unless you can stop me.
Rachefort Emily sent the letter with Rachefort's message as well, hoping that Athos would read it in time. "Now then, are you ready for my side of the bargain? Where would you like it? The chest? The stomach?" Rachefort asked evilly. "If I am to survive until tomorrow, please make it the stomach. I always keep my word." "Ah yes, very well then," Rachefort said, as he sliced Emily across the stomach. Emily fell to the floor, as everything went black. She closed her eyes, just worrying if Athos and the others would receive the letters by the time that they left for Paris.
Chapter 4: The Journey
Thursday night, Emily set off to find the King. At the same time, Rachefort and a group of Cardinal's guards followed the tracks of Emily's horse. Rachefort was quickly catching up with her, and raced right past the inn. Emily had led him away from the musketeer's for her father's safety. Emily was about 5 miles from Corsica when she stopped at an appeared to be-busy inn, with many horses in the front of it. As she walked in, there was hardly anyone there, and it was too dark to see. Suddenly a lantern flashed on, and there stood Rachefort, it was an ambush. "Well, look what I've got, Cardinal Richelieu will be most pleased. We've been waiting for you; I've finally caught you. Unfortunately, I can't kill you now; my specific orders are to kill you on Saturday. Now how much should I ransom to your father?" "No. Please, no ransom, let me just write one final letter to him, please? A last request." "All right, I guess you may have a last request, but in return, I must be allowed to shortly injure you, so you won't be able to fight me on Saturday and your father will watch you die." Emily knew that she had to warn her father or else, she would be a goner anyway. She agreed to this agreement and wrote a letter saying:
"Dear Father,
I'm sorry to tell you, but Rachefort has captured me. Do not worry about me, he is ordered to kill me on Saturday. However, I will not let him kill you or me. In return for me writing this letter, he will be allowed to injure me for a balance, it is not severe. Please do not worry about me, but I had to warn you. I shall see you in Paris, I didn't get to find the King, and you will have to prevent the King's assassination. Good luck to you, Father. I will always love you. Please send my best to Aramis, he was so sweet and kind. I would have loved to get MORE involved with him.Sorry, Father.
Love,
Emily P.S. Your daughter will die for the killing of my brother, unless you can stop me.
Rachefort Emily sent the letter with Rachefort's message as well, hoping that Athos would read it in time. "Now then, are you ready for my side of the bargain? Where would you like it? The chest? The stomach?" Rachefort asked evilly. "If I am to survive until tomorrow, please make it the stomach. I always keep my word." "Ah yes, very well then," Rachefort said, as he sliced Emily across the stomach. Emily fell to the floor, as everything went black. She closed her eyes, just worrying if Athos and the others would receive the letters by the time that they left for Paris.