Disclaimer: I do not own the Seven Deadly Sins, and am simply borrowing the characters. I also do not own the title "Adarlan" as it is from the Throne of Glass series, which I also do not own, and am borrowing also.

Chapter 2

The next day, Elizabeth changed into a simple pale blue dress then headed down the stairs to breakfast. She loved the huge spiral staircase that made her feel like a kid again, often running down it when she came to meals.

Not that it would go on forever, a queen can't be seen childishly running down the stairs.

She sighed at the bottom of the stairs, and walked to the elegant dining room. It had a long table, capable of seating at least 12 people. Although the only people dining here today would be Elizabeth and her father.

She would never admit it, but Elizabeth really missed her sister. Farrah was always there for her, comforting her when she was upset and laughing with her when she was so happy she felt stupid.

But Farrah was in her husband-to-be's Kingdom, and the sisters wouldn't be seeing each other for a long time.

"Elizabeth?"

"H-huh?"

That's right, she was supposed to sit down for breakfast. She ran a hand through her chin-length hair. "Sorry father, I was lost in thought…"

Her father merely chuckled. "As usual. Come, there is something I must discuss with you."

Elizabeth sat down in the chair left to the head of the table where her father sat. "What is it that you'd like to talk about father?" She is curious as to what he wants to 'discuss', as usually things like this don't happen.

"Well, Elizabeth," Her father seemed a bit… fearful? Dreading? A small frown sits upon Elizabeth's face. She was more than ever curious as to what he had to say.

"As you know, you're going to become queen soon, and…"

She looks down at her feet.

"You still need someone to rule alongside you as King."

Her father always bugs her about this! She's known for a while now that her simple excuses won't get her far, but she wishes he could just leave her be, at least for a while.

"I know that, but you know that I can't marry one of those - those selfish nobles! They won't bring any glory to our Kingdom, only greed! I refuse to marry any of them. Can't you just understand?!" She stands up. "Elizabeth, wait-" Her father tries to get her to stop, but her feet are already moving.

She doesn't really know where it is that she's going, but she knows it's anywhere but back to her father. She's finally had enough. Up the stairs, into her room. It's raining, pouring outside, but she doesn't care. Grabbing a cloak, she practically sprints out of her room, heading down the back stairs where not as many people linger.

Before she knows it, she's outside, trudging through the mud in the buckets of rain. She wishes Farrah were here more than ever. If anyone could talk some sense into her, it'd be her sister.

But her sister isn't here, and most likely would never permanently be here again.

She pulled the hood of the cloak over her face, not really wanting anyone to recognize her.

Not that anyone was even out here.

As the hours drift by like dreams, Elizabeth found herself getting more and more exhausted. She's so dumb, coming out here like this! Without any food or supplies either. The rain relentlessly batters down on her, maybe it's angry with her too.

She quickly stumbles to the nearest tree, a large oak, and sits against it. She thinks she can see a figure ahead, but maybe it's nothing. Just her imagination. Why does it look like it's getting closer? Too tired to care, Elizabeth promptly passes out.

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When Elizabeth came to, she was lying on a small, cozy bed she didn't recognize. Where was she? Sitting up and glancing around, she saw that she was in a fairly small bedroom, neat and tidy with a window to her left, and a set of doors a little ways to her right. She assumes one door must be a closet and the other a bathroom.

She stood, not realizing how much her legs were aching. She nearly fell then and there, but she forced herself to keep walking. How did the Holy Knights have so much stamina? Maybe they brought supplies with them for when they do get tired, she thought, still angry at herself for her recklessness. If it wasn't for-

Wait, who did save her?

She got to the door of the room, almost opening it before realizing she was still in her wet dress. Her cloak had been removed however, most likely by the mystery person.

She wondered if there were any clothes around here. She advances to the set of doors that she noticed earlier. Opening one that turns out to be the closet, she finds two… odd sets of clothes.

The first set it a pink top that shows a little too much skin for Elizabeth's liking, and a black skirt in similar fashion, the outfit completed with a purple scarf. The second set is a sleeveless indigo top with a pink scarf, and a white skirt with a slit in the side. Both outfits came with one black stocking, and mismatched shoes. Elizabeth is not sure which of the outfits to choose, but ended up going with the second set, as it showed slightly less skin.

Once she was changed, she walked across the room to the door. Opening it, she walked into a hallway, and after that a slight staircase leading to a large room. The room had tables and a bar at the back, this must be a tavern of some kind.

She advanced down the staircase to the centre of the room, where she got a good look around.

Judging by the view outside through the windows, it was around dawn (it had stopped raining). Elizabeth wasn't too sure what time it was when she passed out however, but it was dinner when she left. But that would have to mean she'd been unconscious for a whole night, or more.

Her father must be worried sick.

Suddenly she felt terrible, and wanted to go home and apologize to him. But first things first, she had to figure out who saved her, where she was, and how to get back home.

This could take a while.

She sighed and went to turn around-

Right into another person.

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Hello, welcome to the second chapter. Don't worry about the small cliffhanger, y'all probably know who it is anyway. This chapter is actually quite longer than I expected it to be, maybe that's a good thing? The better part of 4 pages. I don't want a huge difference in chapter size, I'll try keeping it to 4/5 pages average (unless I get a really good idea :P)

I am pretty happy with what I have planned for this story, although my ideas do run out. If you have an idea, you can review and I'll see what I can do.

Goodbye w