What had once been the crown jewel of the empire now sat and ivy covered ruins.

I roamed through the broken castle, one that had been burned just months earlier. I was looking for anything that could tell me of any royalty was left alive.

It was helpless of course. My job as the only female bodyguard of the first born prince was to protect him at all cost. And I had this feeling.

As a turned the corner, I gasped in shock and anger.

The only statue standing was the eldest son’s.

And at the base, chained and unconscious, lay the kingdom’s heir.

(Someone should continue this)