There were already bodies laying on the ground. I tried to see if any of them were people I knew, but I couldn't tell because bodies kept falling down, dead and motionless.

I was scared that one of them was going to be Prince, Mo or even Dustfinger.

'I know your not far. . . So, why don't you just come in? Try and save your little boy-toy before midnight tonight?' I heard Tristan's voice say in my head. I gasped and looked around. I couldn't see him anyway, but I had just heard his voice.

"Wait. . . The castle. . . The story. . . Meggie, Liadan! I need you two to watch out for everyone!"

"But, where are you going?"

I looked Liadan in the eyes and took a deep breath.

"No. . . You are not going in there by yourself! You'll-"

"No. . . I have to, what you read is coming true." And I went running towards the castle before anyone had a chance to stop me.

I had to stop Tristan before too many people died. Even if it means that one person will have to die. I burst through the big double doors.

"Tristan! Get your butt down here! Now! You called me here and here I am!" I yelled. I ran through doorways and halls. I froze and glared at Tristan when I found him leaning against a stone wall in the courtyard in the middle of the castle.

He wasn't smiling, he had one foot on the wall and his arms crossed over his chest.

"About time you found me."

"Well, if you would have come to find me then it wouldn't have taken so long." I told him as I walked over to stand by him. "Now, please, let me see Farid one last time. . . If I can't stop you, then I want to see him, again." I ask him.

He just looked at me.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am! Why wouldn't I be?!" I yelled.

When I looked at him, he didn't look like he was enjoying this anymore. Tristan got me on his back somehow and started walking. I did still hate him, but I wanted to see Farid and if I didn't let him do this then I probably wouldn't be seeing him ever again. I closed my eyes until I heard a door shut. When I opened my eyes, I saw a jail cell.

I lifted my head to get a better look around. I gasped when I saw a boy with dark hair, asleep with his wrists in shackles on the wall.

"Farid. . ." I whispered. I slowly slid down off of his back and slowly made my way over to him.

I knelt down in front of him and set my hands on his cheeks. His eyes opened so he could look at who was touching him.

"Lexi. . . ?" His eyes widened when he realized that it was me. He tried to move his arms so he could hug me, but the shackles were holding him back. He tried to pull as hard as he could, but it was starting to hurt him.

"Farid. . . Please, stop. . . Your hurting yourself!" I told him.

He stopped and just stared into my blue eyes. It was weird, it didn't look like he was hurt anywhere but his wrists where his binds were cutting into him from trying to get loose.

I helped him up, got him close to the wall and hugged him so he could hug me back. But, when Farid hugged me, I gasped in pain.

"Lexi. . . What happened? Why are you bleeding?"

I smiled softly at him as he pulled away to look at me, but I was only smiling because I didn't want to start crying. The tears were stinging my eyes as I looked at his worried and sad eyes.

"Don't worry." I said as I pulled up my shirt. "It's bandaged." Farid looked down and saw that my ankle was wrapped up, too. I just widened my smile. "I'm fine. I'm just happy to see you, again."

He smiled and laid his lips lightly on mine. It shocked me at first, but then I kissed him back. I was the first to pull back. I turned around and looked at Tristan, who was looking bored. I was scared, but not of Tristan. I was scared of what I was about to do.

"Farid. . . I love you. . . And I want you to tell everyone else that I loved them, too."

"Lexi. . . What are you going to do?" Farid ask from behind me. I didn't answer.

Instead, I walked over to Tristan. I stopped in front of him.

"Tristan. . . I know the only way to kill you, but I don't have the staff so I can't. . . If I trade something else I treasure, will you not kill Farid?" I ask him. Tristan moved some strands of hair out of my eyes and rested his hand on my cheek.

"Maybe. . . But there's nothing else you treasure more then this boys life, except. . . Except your own life. . . You wouldn't do that, now would you?" Tristan said, while staring deeply into my eyes.

He was too busy staring in my eyes that he didn't even notice that I pulled a dagger out of the waist band of my shorts. And it was too late to stop me when Farid yelled.

When Tristan noticed what was in my hands, I had already stabbed myself.

I widened my eyes. Tears started trailing down my face. I fell to the floor, but Tristan caught me.

"Lexi!" I heard Farid yell from afar. I coughed and felt something wet and warm run down from the corner of my mouth. It was also getting harder and harder to breath.
"Ow. . . How could people do this. . . ? It hurts. . ." I whispered. Tristan's face started to blur, then it cleared again. I heard Farid's chains moving. I assumed he was trying to get loose.

"Lexi! Please, don't die! Tristan! Release me! Please!" Farid yelled.

I mouthed 'Please Tristan' and then I saw Farid over me as well.

"Farid. . . It hurts. . . Please, make it stop. . ."

"Lexi, stop talking. Save your strength."

"Tristan. . . Is there anyway you could get Dustfinger here fast?"

"No. . . If you got him, then I could try to keep her alive for as long as I could."

Farid started to get up until I grabbed his arm. My grip wasn't that tight, but tight enough to make him look at me. Farid knelt back down. Tristan handed me over to Farid as gently as he could and went running.

Farid kept moving the hair out of my face. It got kind of annoying, so I reached up, took his hand and held it.

He looked down at the dagger sticking out of my belly. I turned my head to cough and saw that I was coughing up blood. I looked at the blood that was on the floor, then looked back up at Farid.

I was scared.

He whipped away some of the blood off my mouth, leaned down and laid his lips on mine. He pulled away and looked at me.

I felt something wet drop onto my cheek, when I focused on his face, I realized that Farid was crying.

I reached up a shaky hand to wipe away his tears. The pain was starting to subside and that probably means that I'm going to die soon. I'm loosing all the feeling in my body. I hope Dustfinger gets here before I die. I feel like I'm starting to drift away.

"Farid. . . Please. . . Please make sure that. . . Dustfinger doesn't trade himself to the white women for me. . . Promise?" I whispered.

"No. . . Don't talk like that. . . Your not going to die. Roxane will save you and you'll live and will play with Gwin and we'll go on walks and I can show you more fire tricks and you can sing. . . You will not die." Farid told me.

His voice was starting to crack. He was crying.

He knew what was coming.

My eyes started to get heavy. I couldn't keep them open any longer.

"Lexi. . . Stay awake! You can't go to sleep. . . Don't go to sleep!" I closed my eyes. anyways. I felt something cold and wet touch my cheek. I opened my eyes and saw Gwin. My hand was too heavy to move, but I could smile.

'Gwin. . . That means. . . Dustfinger. . .' I thought. I carefully looked at the doorway and saw him just standing there. 'Dustfinger!' I mouthed. Farid looked at him.

"Dustfinger! Lexi's dieing!" I heard Farid crying from afar. That's weird, I thought he was right next to me.

I closed my eyes, just to rest them. I tried to open them again, but my eyes wouldn't open.

'No. . . Not yet. . . I don't want to die. I'm scared.' I thought.

I could hear Dustfinger and Farid yelling my name.

That's it.

I'm dead.

That's the end of the story. . .

Or is it?