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The reason I wasn't able to finish this story really quickly was because I really wanted it to be one book as there is a lot about the parents I wanted to cover but that means another 50 odd chapters and  more drama etc. So as much as I hate sequels, Im thinking of doing a sequel. Would you read it? And I can promise you one thing, there will be updated every Friday, (Max time i 14 days) this is b/c I'm planning to publish and this series will need to be done in a year.

I don't think I can finish this book really fast unless I do a sequel, you don't have to read it, but the sequel will be focused on romance between Daniel and Sandra, as well as finding her parents. 

I wanted one book but maybe 2-3 now. But they're all individual stores within each other, I will NOT end this on a cliff hanger. I ain't that mean :P 

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Rude people, chill the fuck down. Im in the process of editing and making this book better stop giving me shit I know it's annoying but things take time urgh. 

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Why can't they at least have a clock down here?

I looked at the flickering lamp instead and the guard that was staring back at me. It was quite tiring, just having eye wars with him. At least I had to give him credit for staring back and not flinching everytime we had a mini staring contest.

A part of my mind was racing with Daniel was saying, someone helped him, the chief and him had a plan, and that last few words. But the other part knew this day was coming.

I sighed stretching out my legs, I was hungry, and there was no way I was going to eat that porridge glue they kept giving me, I was positive it was poisoned. 

People like you, know how to get out of things like this.

His words were still ringing in my head, I did know, and I should leave. But I couldn't, I didn't want to be on the run, I didn't want to be a fugitive.

I didn't want the same black mark my parents had.

The things that people still said, made my blood burn and boil. The good things were forgotten, the black mark was stained. It didn't matter they were in the hall of fame, they were also in ever hall of wanted. 

Growing up without knowing why no one was there to tuck you into bed, pick you up from school was hard, and knowing that I could never do things like that if I ran wasn't something I wanted. Not that I would ever get that far to have a family or something of my own, hell I didn't even know if I wanted one.

But the idea of it, I didn't want to lose it. 

"The king wants to speak to you."

I looked up hearing another voice, since when did more guards come in. 

"Is he asking for my permission, I thought he was the king and could do what he wanted." it as part of the royal service. I smiled seeing a vein in his forehead twitch, ahhhh, I love their loyalty. I say something about their king and they act like I offended their great grandmother which they passionately love. 

The gate flew open, slamming against the other side with a clang as he marched towards me, what, was he going to hit me? He grabbed my upper arm pulling me up, and I craned my neck looking at him. 

"Get me the handcuffs." He muttered, was he talking to me? And then I realised it was to someone else, good because I don't think I had some cuffs on me, but with the slow way the other guard came I could easily take it from them and tie them both together. 

Did they only send two people to get me, plus the other guard on watch. 

But I let them cuff me, I bet the king knew I wouldn't run. The dick. I could get hung for that.

"Move." An elbow to my back sent me staggering forward and I looked over my shoulder, "Do you feel powerful?"

"What?" He asked confused.

"You could just ask me to move but you didn't and used your force, does it make you powerful and make you feel like a man since you lack it somewhere else."

He narrowed his eyes but before he could say something else the other guard gently grabbed my shoulder pushing me, "Come on." 

I bit my tongue from saying something else as they took me out, a different way, past that cell and I looked in, it was empty. I must have been seeing things. The man, he wasn't anyone I knew. But those eyes, they were so familiar. 

Why would my dad be here anyway.

My heart clenched, dad, what a funny word. I wonder how many times I would have uttered that word in my life, I probably can count it on my fingers. 

On one hand.

Once I was outside I realised it wasn't morning like I thought, and I didn't need to shield my eyes from anything, it was pitch  black. And there was not another soul in sight. 

Which made my stomach churn. 

"This way."

It was like  hidden part, wait. 

I looked around, at the thick green foliage all around me. That's why there was no one else here, because it wasn't pitch black, it was a hedge, a thick hedge that blocked out all light. Like a secret tunnel.

There were more twists and turns and the guards knew when they reached one with two options which way to go, it felt like we were walking forever till we finally came to the end and waiting right there at the end was the king.

And I finally knew what was in the middle of that maze. 

 A grave. 

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