Chapter 45: The Escape I
The first guard thudded to the floor as my arrow hit him at the back. I had to stand behind him, preparing myself for his body to land on me. The impact wasn't as bad as I expected but I buckled slightly under his weight. Still, I had no time to dwell on it. I had to act fast. I wrapped my arms under his body and lowered him to the ground as silently as I could before dragging his body into the dense hedges nearby.
We were hidden by the shadows of the night but my eyes still scanned the surroundings hoping no one saw anything. Satisfied with that I continued my journey deeper into Lord Skarde's Manor, pressing myself against the cold stone wall.
From here I could make out the tall building where I knew the event was going to be held and inside of it too were the prisoners that would fight to their death for their own survival.
Heather had prepared everything just like she had said. She had prepared me with enough information for me to know what to expect. But as I stared at the towering building my mind became overwhelmed with anxiety.
The prisoners were a lot. I didn't know the exact number just yet but I knew it was almost impossible to get them out. When Heather had presented this strategy, it seemed like such a great plan then but I knew it couldn't be done without help.
I alone couldn't do this, it would be nice to have someone extra, someone who is strong and very smart, someone like Reagan!
But I couldn't get him involved in this, he was on the hunt for me as ordered by my father and he already had his suspicions that I was hiding something from him, he just didn't know what it was, not yet. I just can't imagine what was going to happen when he actually found out about my identity.
Perhaps that is the real reason you are avoiding him! A tiny voice whispered accusingly in my mind and it wasn't wrong.
These past days alone, I've realized that the reason I was avoiding Reagan wasn't because of Celeste's sudden news, although it was preferable for him and everyone to think that's the reason. I also realized it was best Reagan and I put some distance between us, go back to where we were before this our make believe started. I just can't seem to imagine what would have happened if he ever finds out my secret, about my identity.
There was not going to be any forgiveness and it was going to be a disaster we can't come back from.
Shaking my thoughts away from my mind, I decided to focus on the task at hand. It might be difficult but I was going to do it, I would get them out one way or another.
Feeling more determined, I grabbed two daggers and then with speed that seemed almost impossible I did a little sprint across the wall then launching myself in the air, I threw both daggers.