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Finn nodded and said, "Yes sir." . Adele gulped, nodding slightly. "Protect yourself, too." she whispered. Then she said, in a normal voice, "But what about my parents? I haven't seen them since the attack, and I don't know who has." Panic rose in her as she realized they might be dead, along with... She hardly dared to think it... Alban could be gone as well. She tried to choke down the tears that were forming. 'I don't know if they're gone yet. There's still hope. Don't give up.' She tried to believe her own thoughts. |
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Caelan nodded and thought. "Find them. I'll direct your people to the throne room. Let me handle my mother as well." He said, kissing her. "I missed you, my love." |
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"Okay," Adele agreed, voice cracking. She embraced Caelan, whispering, "I missed you... So much..." She pulled away, gazed at Caelan for a moment, then hurried toward Finn. "May I have one of your daggers?" The man nodded and said, "Of course, your highness," handing her one with a black handle. She hefted it, then peered out the cell door. Seeing the hallway empty, she made her way through the dungeon until she had reached the street. Adele scanned the crowd for her parents' forms, trying to brush aside the little whispering voice that said, 'They're gone. Give up looking. Already dead. Too late.' They had to be there somewhere. Adele kept looking, growing more and more frustrated as all she found were wounded citizens. |
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Caelan put on a cloak bearing the day kingdom's emblem, hurrying out to direct citzens--both wounded and okay--toward the throne room. Soon enough, most of the city's alive population was comfortably sitting in the throne room. He helped the last few peple get in and turned to head out the door. A little girl ran up to him, tugging on Caelan's hand. "Thank you" She said. Calena nodded. "You're very welcome, sweetie" He said softly, letting go of her and walking into the weaponry. He found a sword and a few daggers hidden in nooks and crannies before pocketing the daggers and carrying the sword into the battle. He didn't kill anyone, they just moved away from him. He spotted his mother upon her horse almost instantly, smiling and sitting there on the stage while her horse stood at attention. She didn't deserve such a creature. She deserved nothing. And Caelan would make sure that happened and the horse would retire to pasture. He strode up to his mother, the cloak still in place as she looked down on him with disgust. It was nothing new, the look she waas giving him, but this time it didn't affect him. "Get. Down." He snapped, his mother recognizing his voice instantly. "C-Caelan." She choked out in fear. "That's your majesty, to you. Get down now. You have commited treason and will pay the price." He sad, his mother obeying. "So you are alive. A pity." She said, trying to act tough and not like she was about to start to tremble in fear. She followed Caelan to the throne room, him walking behind her after confiscating all of her weapons and poisons. "Adele!" He called throughout the throne room, one of his hands gripping his mother's arm tightly. |
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