Zen had rode off with the Princess on the horse. His mind was a complete blank. He wasn't sure what he had been doing or what he was trying to achieve. A part of him believed that he was trying to out run the royal guards behind his trial. They had some how found out about the plan. Perhaps one of Mr. Martin's guards had been disloyal to the royal family. Zen wasn't sure and neither could he say much. All he could do was hold onto the Princess in the hopes of taking her to safety.
Princess Cordelia sat still in his arms, crying soft cries, mourning the loss of yet another loved one. Her best friend; Tessa. She somehow felt like she had disappointed her. That she had let her down. Her biggest regret was not being able to thank Tessa for all the wonderful things that Tessa had done for he
