Chapter 39: Twelve Years Ago
How could she forget the events on that day? Twelve years had passed but she could still hear the clanking noise of knives and the blasting sound of the gunshots. The smell of gun powder and the rusty scent of blood still lingered in her nose.
TWELVE YEARS AGO
Men were fighting and shooting each other everywhere they went. She was scared and exhausted from running, but Caden didn’t stop. She wasn’t really sure why she trusted him so much, but she felt safe with him even though they were just six years old.
"Caden where are we going?" She asked.
"We’re going to hide in the library." He said.
She didn’t ask anymore and just followed him. They ran through a long hallway that felt so endless. Her feet were numb and she was breathing raggedly. When they took a turn, they bumped into someone, making them fall on the floor.
Caden was quick to react. He covered Alira so the man in front of them wouldn’t see her.
"Prince Caden!" The man called.
"Who are you?" Caden asked while glaring at the man.
"I’m a historian. I work here and am a servant of your mother. Why are you here alone? Where are you going?" The man asked.
Caden looked at the man from head to toe, making sure he wasn’t lying to them.
"We’re looking for the library. Do you know where it is?" Caden asked.