The next day came. I woke before anyone else and started to run things over in my mind. Every little detail was in place, the plan was seem less. The prince would be training on the balcony with only his trainer whereas there are six of us, 3:1. I had started to pace and kept doing so until Thalia waved her hand in front of my face which caused me to zone back in to reality. "Right...I'm going to run off the nerves. Anyone coming?" I asked. They shook their heads and I set off on what I hoped to be a relaxing jog. I'd been wondering a lot lately what we'd do when we had the prince in captivity. I guess that Thalia's plan is to somehow get a message to the king and queen that in return for enough money to feed the starving they would get their son back. The other option is that we are caught (not the best of situations) and say that we are only doing this to survive.
I got back to the camp and Katie was counting out bolts,Hazel was pacing and occasionally looking over her shoulder, Piper was stretching and Thalia was sitting down at the base of a tree. My nerves hadn't fully gone but were sitting at the pit of my streaks came through the trees and scattered themselves among the carpet of dry the moment I was anxious, excited and scared. Tonight we could die, be imprisoned or become heroes. We were risking our lives to improve those of the people around us and we may just be branded as common criminals. The sun was just above the horizon making the sky have a indigo hue.