So start now to tell ... history.
was cold. Merion decided to go to take refuge in a hut, from which, however, continued to drop a few flakes of snow. By now winter was busy, full in December, and she thought after wanted to change his life and escape from everything that belonged to her, had been a mistake. He was afraid. Fear of not succeeding. Of being unable to start over a new life.
It lies on the ground, in vain over the straw that warmed his thin body.
lying there and suffering, hardly seemed to her the princess of the kingdom of England for use in the crown, if only he wanted to.
With a long dress and round trying to get heat, in order to pass that night, and see what would reserved for the future.
A ray of light came from a crack in the cold huts, which warmed and soothed the face of Merion, while outside they heard voices, horse hooves in the distance that slowly approached.
taken by the strong shaking jumped up and took his stuff, a bag where he kept the bare minimum, and looked through the holes of what was happening outside his shelter. A dozen mounted soldiers, a general and another of his knowledge of Strasbourg on the border, the guards of the king of France had gone looking for her, yes, the princess .
Merion was agitated, now were there, they would have taken and returned to his kingdom. But his flight duration 13 weeks so it would be worth nothing?
His legs were shaking, the guards were there, the soldiers shouted. ''There is a hut!''''Check!''
The loudest noise in the ears of horses' hooves on the ground fighting that grew stronger. Eyes without realizing it flew away so many tears clear he felt only noises, did not understand anything, what happened or where he was. He stood with his ears plugged by the hands, kneeling on one side of the hut, he could not open his eyes.
''E ', sir!''
property again without any strength to rebel, he heard the voice of the traitor General Henry, his father, who picks her up and headed the horse.
''Lady, lady ... how many times we told you should not run ... it makes things more difficult this way!''
General Boulier has always been well regarded by his family, had become after all these tricks and deceive the personal adviser to the king, who for years has always tried to take away the crown to seize him. But she knew how he was, despite his father did not agree with his opinion. Do not believe her. Now his only goal was to bring home safely Merion, obtain the complete confidence of his father, then get rid of her and the king once and for all. The small
still could not open my eyes, he was too afraid to return to the stark reality, a that terrible fate it deserves.
''The advice not to rebel expensive because otherwise I'll have to really kill her, and before returning.'' She
on horseback, and gave Merion in the arms of another soldier, covered with a helmet is placed immediately in front of him volunteer to take it.
''Treat her well, put it on horseback and go away from here too it is snowing.''
Merion, still with eyes closed, he suddenly felt an intense heat, a pleasant sensation, and, without thinking of anything else or what the return would have happened, he let go of that soldier lying on his arms, in a light sleep .
So now, had gone well. Thirteen weeks with of a new life, whereas the old one was not yet over, almost. Would end soon, but there would be no new life.
No happy ending.
''Hey what do you say then to stop a few houses in the village and take some women and food? Good idea huh?''.
Between laughter and the sound of horses walking, Merion began to feel everything as far as if you were slowly moving away from everyone, when suddenly a voice in his ear,''Do not you hear the whispers. Pretend to sleep.''
all happened very quickly: Nitrite strong horse, accompanied by screams and cries din of so many horses that ran quickly toward her, her close close to the soldier who held firm to him for not dropping, the high speed that almost seemed there was an earthquake.
''Hurry, get this! Is running away with the Princess!''''
But he does! And 'one of our soldier!''''
is not one of our soldiers is an imposter! Take it NOW, I SAID RUN, RUN!''
Merion tight as a strange soldier who carefully kept him strong, he felt more peaceful, especially when the screams of''bad''became more and more distant . Yeah. He ran like lightning.
After being sure to have them planted, the warrior began to slow down ... I feel the light of Merion sun beating on his face, that warmed the cold morning, felt the scent of the flowers that were on their way, when taking some force, managed to open his eyes.
He could not see it well, a rider, it seemed, with a helmet that was a mirror in the sun, with hair died or moved or smooth, but there was still too much light to see well, from that position.
''How are you feeling? I hope I did not take them too scared''
He recognized immediately that that was the same voice that told her to go quietly to sleep.
''No, no, no fear.''
could not question him, it seemed a dream to be away from those beasts that would flow only to die, just got home.
''If you do not mind, I would say to cross the border, to sow them all. Right now we are still looking, you better hurry.''
With a strong and precise step, the reset of horse racing, to another life.
Violet.
