Mave did not know which way to go, but she didn’t care anymore. All she wanted was to keep on running and running and running … away from the hunters chasing her. Her eyes were wet and red, sobbing from that shameful event earlier. After all this time, she had been living in a false dream of having people accept her truly. Reality just slapped her face hard. But she had to accept it; no one would ever care for her and stay with her forever.
More problems kept on troubling her thoughts, but she knew she had to get out of the palace first as soon as possible. She had no plans of getting captured, killed, or thrown into prison for the rest of her life.
Mave turned left to where another hall showed a clear path. She wondered what that quake was earlier. It probably came from the dungeons. Di
