Tried yet Tired
“Let go of me!” Phoebe exclaimed as someone grabbed her arm. She looks up as she saw a man in a robe, he was pulling her towards him. “Help! Help!” She screamed as she started to fight back. But he made her vulnerable that she can’t do anything. “Phoebe!” A familiar voice shouted, but it wasn’t the voice and the boy she was expecting that would help her out. The man stopped and turned, looking at the familiar figure that was approaching them. He draws his sword as he points the edge of it on Phoebe’s neck. “If you go nearer, I will behead this girl right in front of you.” He threats as Phoebe screams, “Cledwyn. Don’t!” She looks at him as he stops, “Let go of her!” He said as the man that was straining Phoebe steps back, “Who are you to say that to me? Oh, you were the son of the late cou
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