Prologue

"Do you know a way out?" He asked, as he drove the sword through a guard running towards us.
I flinched as his blood splattered all over us. When I did not answer, he looked at me again. "Do you know a way out, your highness?" I nodded. "Then run as fast as your legs can carry you. Do not turn back."
No. "I want to help." The anger he felt from my words, could be seen as he attacked another guard all the while shielding me from the sword of the enemy.
"RUN." He said his eyes glaring into my soul, fear touching every cell of mine yet somehow his presence wanted me to believe that I had no other option than to run.