Beginning Notes

I quickly sat down on my throne, awaiting for them to arrive. Father shot me a soft- scolding look and I sheepishly smiled at him and looked away. He only shook his head and looked at the doors that busted open, noise filling in the room.

I saw three boys getting dragged in the room, hands tied behind them. One blonde, one brunet and one... hybrid? What a sight to see. They all had their heads down, feeling guilty for what they did for the past months; and they are still teenagers yet they are being set off in the dungeon. What a heart breaking sight.

I look up from the three boys only to meet fierce, black eyes boring into mine.