"How do you…" Jake started, but the king quickly cut him off.
"Lord Jake," He did not have time to discuss, "I need you to go as quickly as you can to Liren."
"Sire?" The man stood helplessly as he watched his king begin to write down orders.
"When you get there." Erik's actions were hurried when he handed the letter to Jake. "Give this to Lady Beatrice, tell her…"
"Forgive me, Majesty for interrupting." Lord Jake knew that his king was kind and gentle but also knew that in this moment he could just as easily cut off his head. "Lady Beatrice is starting towards Borswan as we speak."
Erik stood there for a moment, fully comprehending the sentence. With a nod, he ignored his tired body and quickly walked out of the room. He was heading towards the House of Nobles.
By the time that Lady Beatrice would have the troops here to save the country, it would be too late. There would be nothing left to save, except perhaps take Borswan out of Benedict's hands. He knew that the majority of the troops were still in Liren, calming any after effects of the war.
His mind raced with images of Christine lying on the ground, the men cruelly surrounding her, giving her no mercy. Lord Benedict would be controlling the whole scene, and would murder her. The same man that tried to take over Liren, and Erik was beginning to worry that this time he would not fail.
There were not any guards as the king stood outside the house and his fear grew. Throwing the doors open he went inside, the space was darkened than its normal state, and only the light from the doors that he opened did not give off enough light in the large space. Stepping in, the doors slammed behind him and the lights became lit.
The king's jaw clenched as he saw the scene in front of him, and only uttered one word.
"Christine."
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My Darling Daughter Arabella,
It is now time for us to strike. The King no longer holds you in his regards and only looks towards that whore. You must not give up hope, my child, he will soon see things our way. Once that girl is out of our way we will be able to control this Kingdom, as we did not so long ago.
Your beauty and wits will surely win the people over more so than that outspoken nymph. When I send Ralph to fetch you, we will have the princess. The King will see, soon enough, that her ways are insignificant and ineffective. Both Liren and Borswan will be ours, then.
My darling, your mother Amilia, would be so proud of what you are doing for the Kingdom that she was born in. She always spoke of how she wanted to be queen of Liren, and how all the jewels and wealth that the Kingdom produced would make her even more beautiful. You are now that product of beauty. You will be the queen she always desired to be and of two Kingdoms. She would love you.
Your Father,
Benedict
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Well it's been awhile. First off let me say that I am terribly sorry for keeping this story from you for almost 2 years. I can't really give you any good reasons except for that I was actually done with this story but my last computer decided to break completely so I couldn't retract any of the files from it. And in an "artistic" tantrum I decided to completely ignore fanfiction for more than a year.
I realize that you guys probably wanted a chapter longer and more in depth but I wanted to get this out as soon as I could. Plus I wanted to explain that the reviewers that have been reviewing were the reason I wanted to start this up again and finish this story, which I have every intent on doing.
I want to thank you all for keep up with this story and I hope that you will enjoy the last moments of it! Please review and let me know how you like it for the future.
EV
