I was so fucking tired of being kidnapped. It was doing my bloody head in.
"Right. I'm not doing this."
"Doing what miss?"
I looked at the spindle and stood, stretching out my arms.
"I am so sick of this routine. I am not going to sit and wait in this stupid dungeon for them to come to get me and tell me what they want. Fuck that."
Spindle looked confused, "But, but what are you going to do miss?"
I looked about the cell, "I am going to figure out how to get the hell out of here."
Spindle shook his big head and sat down stubbornly in the sludge.
"It's unpossible miss. Completely unpossible."
I smiled, "you mean impossible Spindle."
He shook his head, his bunny ears dropping. "There's no im about it a miss. It's totally and truly un."
I shook my head at him, and began examining the cell,
"Carrie Stewart, I've wanted to meet you for a long time. And I am not disappointed."I stared back at the king, he sat in his slimy throne, looking back at us with huge pop-out eyes.Trolls, I decided were some of the ugliest creatures ever. They were covered in green leathery skin, which stran
I was helped into a deep draping purple dress. It had heavy folds and a corset with black strings that tightened the top of the dress. Black ribbons crisscrossed their way up my wrists, and a black lace choker was put around my neck. Gumbleberries had been crushed and used to stain my lips a dark purple. My hair was put up in a huge thick wedding style bun, dressed with dark purple pearls, and pieces of hair framing my face. I looked strange and dark, gothic."You look ever so pretty miss." Breathed one of the troll hand
"Don't!" I breathed desperately.The towering creature's dark eyes grabbed me, blood ran down his face, fur messy and bleeding from the fight.Fear was rising in my chest. My heart raced as I felt, the weight o
I woke up to the crackling of a fire. My head was pounding and my entire body was in pain. Ben's back was to me, his eyes trained on the fire."Hey, Carrie." He whispered.I sat up slowly, "what happened?" I asked, pressing my palm against my forehead.
BEN'S POV"It went everywhere!" She laughed, her long locks cascading down her back.I chuckled, my eyes warming as I took her in.
BEN'S POVTwo days. Two days of walking and camping. But I barely noticed. Time melted, waving around us like soft silk.Carrie's link was still open, her contentment warmed my body, her happiness swirling in my chest.Her chocolate hair was thrown up into a
CARRIE'S POVI cried until pale light splattered across the dark sky. I knew Ben wasn't going to change his mind about this. It was over. My sister had lost her fiance, and it was my fault.Ben set out a breakfast of pheasant cooked for my benefit on a small fire. He said nothing, I didn't touch the food, he didn't push me to, and we ignored my red-rimmed eyes.
BEN'S POVEverything began to happen very quickly. It took us another night and another day before we reached the border.Carrie kept a space between us that was way too big to be natural. Her face was a constant flat stone plate. Her usually sparking eyes, dull and walled over. I'd never seen t