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Chapter eleven: The Dungeon

Rin's POV

Wait what? Did he just say to save my brother and meet my parents? What the heck does he mean!? "What's wrong with Len?!"

"I can't explain right now, we just have to hurry" he said and I nodded. We rode up to a castle. He quickly slid off the horse and helped me down and we ran inside, him pulling me along by my wrist.

We burst into the throne room and the king stood up and was about to speak when Mikuo cut him off.

"Your majesties, I know you will want to talk, but right now your highness, my father wants to execute your son and we must gather a army together to save him."

I was extremely confused right now, but the king seemed to understand.

They started to plan a attack and get a army together. Everyone moved quickly and I soon learned I was a princess and these were my parents.

I insisted to help with the attack, but my father and mother said it was too dangerous.

The days went quickly and on the day of the execution everyone saddled their horses. I was left in the castle but I snuck out. I wanted to at least be there to see. And no one could stop me.

Miku's POV

I saw guards dragging Len and grabbed onto one. "Hey, where are you going? Let him go!"

"Your majesty, it's your father's orders." He said, shrugging me off. I looked at Len, he looked confused and scared. I felt confused and worried.

I realized I couldn't do anything to help him and started running, bursting into the throne room. "What are the guards doing to Len? What did you order!?" I shouted and my father greeted me coolly.

"Hello, Miku. You wouldn't marry Kaito so I am having Len executed. That way there is no one else you might have in mind to keep you from committing yourself to prince Kaito."

"You can't kill Len! Please, father, I'm sorry, I'll.... I'll m-marry Kaito as you wis-h, but please don't kill Len! It's not fair to him!" I cried. I couldn't bare to think of Len dying because of me.

But my father refused to let Len go. I ran from the room, crying, flinging myself on my bed as sobs shook my body. Len couldn't die! He couldn't!

But he would.

Because I didn't obey "the king" as Len even told me I should.

I shouldn't have been so stubborn.

Len's POV

The guards threw me into a cell. "Three days before you are in the ground" one scoffed before slamming the door shut with a clang of the metal and a key turned in the lock.

I was confused, so in a few days I would die? But why? What did I do?

I sat on the dirty straw and watched rats scamper across the cold, blood stained stone that was the floor.

I could bet whatever happened to cause the king to order my execution, the stable master was behind it. He had always hated me, always seemed to want me dead.

One of the guards came back, and looking at him I saw a whip in his hand. I swallowed and stood up. I had been whipped before, it was rather painful and never enjoyable.

"Pfft, don't look so afraid, weakling," he said as if that was something I could control as he swung the whip and it cut into my arm, a scream of pain fell from my lips.

"Turn around, maybe if it lands on the back it won't hurt as much!" He said, another lash striking me, this time cutting across my chest.

I fell, and crouched near to the ground and turned with my face to the wall, fingers dug into the stones of the wall as I pressed against it, my eyes threatened to spill over with tears and I grit my teeth so as not to cry out again.

The lashes fell faster and it felt like they were getting deeper, I lost track after 19 lashes struck me. I started to feel lightheaded, but he stopped soon after that feeling came.

I heard his footsteps exist the room and door shut again. I fell to the floor, shaking violently from cold, pain, fear and sobbing.

I was afraid. Afraid of pain, afraid to be alone, afraid of death.

Pain was what I literally lived in, why did I fear it still?

I heard a soft shuffle of feet and heard the door open again, a small gasp and felt a soft touch on my shoulder.

"Len, I'm so sorry,"

I recognized the voice as Miku and turned to face her, sitting up despite the streaks of pain running up my back. I whimpered from the pain, I wished I could stop sobbing already, but I couldn't.

"I-i'm f-fine, it's not your fa-ult" I said, trying to control my quiet sobbing.

"It is my fault though! I told my father no, and apparently he thinks you are the reason I said no to marrying prince Kaito!" She said, tears filled her eyes and I could tell she had been crying.

"Is h-he correct th-thou-gh?" I asked, I somewhat hoped she said yes, I loved her and had to know if she returned my love. I dared to hope so much that I wiped my tears away and was able to stop sobbing.

In the dim light I saw her blush. "I honestly... I think he is right, but still, its, he has no right to kill you!"

I nodded. "I, I know. I'll be f-fine though. I love you" I whispered.

"I love you too," she said, pressing her head to mine. After awhile she stood.

"Come on, I can help you escape so you don't die!"

I shook my head. "I don't think I can stand, let alone escape. Like I said, I'll be fine. Even if I die,"

She looked at me sadly. "Please don't die"

"I'm not gonna try to" I said and she nodded, stepping out of the cell and closing the door. "I love you,"

"I love you too, princess" I murmured. Tears refilled her eyes and she hurried away after locking the door. I laid back down, my head resting on the straw.

I hoped I'd be fine at least.

I was going to die in a few days, but how bad could death be?

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