Returning Her Home

CHAPTER 1 I ran as fast as my feet could take me. My breathing uneasy, my mind going into panic. The dark night didn't make it any easier on me either. Trying not to be caught, but also not falling was a hard duo to sync. But I had to try, I had no other choice. That's when my feet collided with a rock, making me fall with a heavy thump. I groaned as I sat up from the ditch I was laying in a few seconds ago. My head full of pain, my arms and legs scratched and bruised. I gently touched my head and felt blood dripping from it. "Great, just my luck." I groaned as I tried to stand, but fell on my knees from weak body strength and balance. I let out a frustrated sigh as I looked around, trying to take in the dark scenery. That's when I heard the heavy footsteps of horses. Oh no, they're close! I grabbed the hem of my dress and forced myself to stand, trying to escape while I still had a chance. But that chance was soon taken away as my forearm was gripped deathly tight. "Hello, princess." He's grim smile left shivers down my spine. I couldn't help but whimper in pain as he dragged me along to he's horse. "Shut up, already!" He cursed under he's breath. I didn't say anything, I even tried to hold in my groans from the pain he was causing me. "Hold on tight." He said lowly as he took off on the horse. I was caught off guard. So, I quickly wrapped my arms around he's waist tightly as I buried my face in he's back. I heard him chuckle. But hearing he's dark chuckle, I knew it was anything but happiness. ~Hours Later~ I woke up with a jerk when I felt someone touching me. I opened my eyes and snapped my head to the old woman who was taken care of my wounds. She looked up and looked shocked that I was awake, but gave me a warm smile. "Hello, Miss." She greeted with a gentle smile, as she packed up her equipment that helped assist my wounds. Seeing she didn't greet me by my rank, means she didn't know me. Meaning I was far from home. Great. After a while the old woman left the small room, only for the young man to come in. Did he always look this grumpy? "Finally, you're awake." He said with such distaste in he's mouth. I thought he would at least introduce himself, but he only came and snatched the blanket off me. "What are yo-" "Hurry up. Do you think we have all day to sleep. Get up already." He snapped, as he's eyes went cold. I only gulped and composed myself from the fear I felt from him. He had power radiating off him, ruthless power I've never seen. Not even from my father, the King. I followed him outside the small cottage. The old woman smiled and waved us off, I only waved back. Not knowing who she was, or what was happening. We walked towards he's horse, while I was more transfixed on the scenery. It was beautiful. I then gasped as I felt the man grab me by my waist and plop me on he's horse. As if I weighed nothing. He then jumped on effortlessly, sitting behind me as he gripped the ropes. "Yah!" He shouted, making the horse take off like lightening. After a while of travelling, he kept he's horse at a good pace. Not slow to the point of being over taken by other travellers, but not too fast that we couldn't hear each other. "Uhm." I started off, seeing I didn't know what to say first. "Shut up." He snapped, making me feel a spark of anger threw me from he's arrogance. "Can I at least know who you are?" I replied with attitude of my own. But can you blame me? My father, the King was raided. Our home was attacked last night, the castle raided. Women taken as slaves, men put to death. Young boys stolen and trained for the enemy. Then I was chased through the dark woods, only to be kidnapped by this strange man. I was my father's only child, besides my twin brother. But he vanished years ago when I was a child. No one knew where he was, if he was dead or alive. But concerns for him started to fade through time. But no matter how old time got, I would never forget. My brother's laugh, smile, kindness. He was a true King. If only he was here. "Dean." I snapped my head to see he's face. But he looked forward as if I didn't exist. I looked forward and only smiled a small smile. "So, what do you plan to do with me, Dean?" I asked as I stayed faced front, watching as the distant trees started to come closer. But, no surprise. Dean didn't reply. Instead he continued to act as if I didn't exist. Nice.