Brewing War
“Ba-dum!” “Ba-dum!” sounded Arianna’s heart like a beating drum. Every step she took was taking her closer to her miserable fate. She was scared and wanted to run, sadly, where could she run to? They would hunt her down like a chicken on a Christmas morning about to be sacrificed for breakfast. Hence she had to be brave because she needed to survive.
“We are here,” said one of the men who has escorted her here. There were three of them in total and although the situation looked grand as if she was some big shot protected by her security details, Arianna knew she was nothing but a prisoner. They were not here to protect but enslave her.
At once, he went to the door, grabbed the doorknob, and pushed the huge frame open to an audience. Arianna’s jaw dropped to the ground, wh
