The beautiful halls of the kingdom inspired all its people with its natural beauty. Raelee once drew peace and tranquillity from the woodland fortress. But as of late, all she saw was a dungeon that has trapped her for the rest of her immortal life. And in doing so, stopped her from escaping her fate.
An eternity of ownership and futility was constantly present in the foreground of her mind. It had almost stopped her from enjoying the one thing that she loved most in the world.
Being a member of the King's guard.
Ever since she picked up a bow as a small elfling, she knew that this was what she truly wanted to do with her life. She had trained with the best, trained to become the best, and one day hopefully have the honour of being made a captain. All for it to all end with the announcement of her betrothal.
Her future husband said that there was no need for her to pursue this dream as he himself was sure to be promoted as captain in the near future. Her father echoed his line of thinking.
They had trained with the king's guard and, as of now, both held the same rank, but she barely knew him. Her father, seeing Daron as a capable soldier and a suitable husband, quickly arranged for the pair to be matched.
By the beginning of autumn, she would be his wife. She would no longer be the soldier she trained to become. Each day that passed reminded her of how little freedom she had left and how little she was to have when she belonged to him.
For now, she would train, work and try to forget what she was to become.
Xx
Spring was a glorious time in the kingdom of the Greenwood.
The festivals, dancing and glorious wine made for a wonderful distraction for the Silvan elf.
She rarely was one to partake in the festivities, but made the exception for today as her engagement would be revealed to the king.
She was not drunk, but the strong wine had started to affect her. She was more open to dancing, even once with her betrothed. When he asked for another she politely declined and said that she needed to take a moment and get some air.
Raelee walked out of the great hall and wandered down into the labyrinth of the kingdom.
She did not know where she was headed, all she knew was that her father would be revealing her marriage to the king soon.
If anything, she was hoping that someone would pop out with a solution to all her problems.
"Our king may be ill-tempered, but he has fantastic taste in wine." She heard a voice mumble from down the hall.
She quickly hid in the shadows as the Master of keys and the king's night attendant passed.
"You say that every time, Galion." Elros huffed, supporting him as they headed down the stairs.
"Doesn't make it any less true." Galion snorted.
"You can sleep this off in the wine cellar." Elros grumbled.
When they disappeared down into the underground recesses past the dungeons, she barely caught Galion's final words.
"I hope I don't fall into the river again."