Chapter 1: I became the Villainess
It was a sunny morning, which would have been perfect except for the fact that this morning was a day for Abrielle Nightshade, the only daughter of the holy Lord of Darconia was attempting to run away from home
Abrielle's hands tightened on the horse's reign as she urged it to run faster through the unending brown grassland. She just had to cross it to the dead creek forest ahead of her, and then they would not be able to catch her anymore.
"Hurry thunder, we can't let them catch me." She kicked the horse, which ran faster, dashing through the wind. She pressed her eyes as the cold wind hit her face giving goosebumps. She had never ridden a horse before, but she was surprisingly good at it.
The sounds of the horse's hooves hitting the ground and its neighing sounds echoed as Abrielle got closer to her freedom.
A beautiful smile graced her lips immediately she caught sight of the eerie dead creek forest, but before she could celebrate, a whooshing sound passed her ears as the arrow flew past her, slightly cutting her skin.
The horse galloped when the arrow struck the ground in front of it. Abrielle's heart rate immediately spiked as she glanced backwards to see her pursuers were just behind her.
The royal guards, how did they catch up so soon? "Thunder please run, I can't go back." She screamed, and the horse, hearing its master command, rushed forward.
Abrielle dared not look backwards; she didn't want to acknowledge the royal guard's presence, but the thunderous sounds of their horses galloping across the grassland made it hard to ignore.
"Halt my lady, stop running." One of the guards screamed at Abrielle, but who were they kidding? She was never turning back.
Unfortunately for her, the royal guard's horses were trained, and they were catching up to her faster. Abrielle clutched the rope in her hand. The forest was just ahead; if she crossed it, then she would leave the Dacronia territory and have her freedom.
She would not have to die anymore. Abrielle focused on her goals, ignoring the screams, the arrows that flew past her and the roaring sounds of her pursuers. "We are almost there." She said under her breath. Her breath rasped with adrenaline pumping in her veins.