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Fenros grew too irritated with the woman across from him. She was freaking out that she just put her family in danger, but she did not hesitate to think. Her lies have put El, and his family in danger. She had no problem destroying others lives and that made him hate her all the more. He turned away from her and allowed himself to slide down the bars of his cage with his back. Till he was sitting on the ground, his swollen broken hand was open, the cool metal from the ring and necklace brought little comfort to the heat and pain inside it.

He rested the back of his head in between two of the rusty bars and closed his eyes. His thoughts once again turned to the princess. From when they first met when he was 18 and she 14. How she was just the worst because he wouldn’t call her by her name. To riding through the forest with her almost everyday, the days spent alone together inside the castles grove of trees. The assassination attempts a few years before. But the time that stuck in his mind was after a nasty experience with a noble, when they went to his home for her to get away from things...

[indent][indent][i] After Eleanor was lead to the outdoor dining area in the upper courtyard, she wandered over to look out at the sea, enjoying the breeze as she waited for Fenros and his family to make the changes to dinner plans. She wouldn’t lie. This was a nice change in pace compared to the last month and she had been wanting to meet Fenros’ family, although she wished the circumstances were different. For a moment, Eleanor just closed her eyes inhaling the smell of the sea and the fresh air, listening to the waves crash on the shore. Just allowing herself a bit of peace for the first time since the incident. 

Fenros had walked up behind El as she stood near the edge of the upper courtyard that overhung the sea below. He stopped a few feet back from herm, allowing her to take all the personal time she needed. But he was content on watching as the breeze gently caused her hair to dance to the side, revealing the back of her neck and shoulder. The warm light of the afternoon sun that made her soft pure skin glow. While the sea was a beautiful sight, just her standing with that soft smile made everything else pale in comparison. Seeing this calmed him..but also deep down, a sharp pain of large but annoying fact came to mind He felt selfish for a moment and pushed the thought from his mind. The most important thing here was her and her happiness. 

As he could see the change in her demeanor. He didn’t want to interrupt her moment of relaxation and just stood there. Watching silently.

Hearing footsteps approach from behind, Eleanor took one last moment to enjoy the breeze and sounds of the ocean. Opening her eyes and turning to look over her shoulder she saw Fenros. [color=cc99ff]“Well don’t just stand there. You are missing out on the view. I’m sure you have missed it.”[/color] Eleanor’s face was calm, not holding much emotion besides just the calm feeling she had as she turned back to look out. 

He raised his eyebrows when she looked at him, Telling him he’s missing out on the view. His head tilting to the side. He very much doubted that. The view was better back here. But nonetheless he walked forward and stood next to her. After a moment he glanced at her. Nope she was right. He was missing the better part of the view. He cleared his throat as he felt warmth on his cheeks and looked out to the sea.

The view was pleasing as well, reminding him of his childhood. Taking a breath, [color=0054a6]“I have. Not so much the view, but I do miss the smell of the salt water…”[/color] He thought for a moment. [color=0054a6]“You know… I thought I wanted to be a sailor when I was younger...I used to sneak onto the docks all the time to try to get on a ship. Get caught every time and thrown off...quite literally. Into the water.”[/color] He said with a smile, glancing at El. Hoping it would brighten her spirits more. 

A small smile graced Eleanor’s face, [color=cc99ff]“Seems water has been a useful way to snap you to your senses.”[/color] She joked as she thought back to their first week together when she shoved him into the lake. 

Raising his eyebrow he smiled. [color=0054a6]“It would seem so...a cold shock of water does wonders…”[/color] He said very slowly as if leading her to something. As he too remembered what happened right after that. He glanced over the small wall that served as railing, at the water. 
 
Eleanor looked at the water staring into it as he spoke before glancing to him, [color=cc99ff]“Don’t even think about it.”[/color] She warned as she read his face. Although she couldn’t help the smile on her face, one that just touched her eyes, as the memory from that day played in her head.   

He grinned back at her, his heart seemingly flopping a few times. He hadn't seen that smile in a long time...far too long. He chuckled as he shrugged. [color=0054a6]“Too late.”[/color] He then looked to her with a soft smile. [color=0054a6]“There is my princess. I haven’t seen that smile in a long time..”[/color] His eyes looked to hers calm and genuine. Inside he was freaking out, wondering why he just said that. 

Her cheeks warming up at what he said caused her to quickly face away from him as she brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. Clearing her throat she looked down at her hands as she clasped them in front of her, [color=cc99ff]“It does feel good to genuinely smile again.”[/color] Eleanor spoke softly, barely louder than a whisper before looking back out to the water. Her cheeks burning as she did so…[/i][/indent][/indent]

That month they spent together at his residence was one of the happiest he had been in forever. She didn’t have to hide her true self as much, and they didn’t have to worry that the king or her brother would appear. He pushed the fond memory from his mind as he looked down at the ring. He just wished… and kicked himself mentally for never telling her how he felt about her. For twelve years he protected her with his life, and not because he was ordered to...because he genuinely wanted to protect her from all harm he swore to her he would, no matter what.

His hand tightened around the ring, groaning inwardly at the pain it caused moving his broken hand. But he didn’t care, the fire of resolve burned within his heart. Anger bubbled inside of him as he realized how pathetic he was, sitting here in a cell allowing this to happen. He had to get out of here.

Suddenly he stood up, a surge of energy running through him as he looked around the cell. He couldn’t allow the princess to suffer at the hand of her father or any longer, nor at Eva’s. He needed a plan. There was nothing in his cell that could help him. No rock was big enough to use as a weapon. He just needed the door opened.

[color=0054a6][b]“GUARDS!”[/b][/color] He yelled out weakly. Mostly on purpose. He rested heavily against the bars as he then once again called for them. To which they yelled [i][b][color=yellow]“SHUT IT!”[/color][/b][/i]

[color=0054a6][b]“I NEED TO SPEAK TO EVA OF THE INQUISITORS NOW! I HAVE IMPORTANT INFORMATION ON THE ASSASSIN!”[/b][/color] He said glancing to Annabell who was sure to give him a look. He heard grunting from one of the guards as he got up and made his way to them. 

As the heavier set man reached him he didn’t look to happy. [color=yellow][b]“Oh now you want to talk?? Couldn’t you do that before I sat down for dinner?”[/b][/color] He asked harshly. 

[color=0054a6][b]“Please…”[/b][/color]He said sounding defeated and weak. [color=0054a6][b]“I need to speak with her now. The kings life is in danger…”[/b][/color] He started to plead. 

[color=yellow][b]“Why do you care about the King Traitor! How about you tell me wha-”[/b][/color]

Fenros began to grow irritated but the guards attention was suddenly pulled back towards the guards room. Leaning in a little too close to Fenros without realizing it. Fenros lashed out with his left hand and gripped the top of the guards breastplate. Giving him a hard yank against the cell and slamming his head against the iron bars. He didn’t let go as he quickly reached his other arm to the mans belt and yanked the keyring with his fingers. Letting out a small painful yell of anger and determination as he did and felt as if every inch of his hand was on fire. 

But he pushed through it. He managed to get the keys. Breathing heavily for a moment he realized the necklace was still in his hand. He quickly slipped it over his head, wincing as he hit himself with the keys by accident. He quickly tried to wiggle the keys as he heard fighting down in the guards room grow silent. It was awkward doing so with just his left hand. But he managed. 

Pushing the door open only to have it stop suddenly as if blocked by something. He looked down as he tried it twice more, opening and closing only to see it hitting the knocked out guards head. He had forgotten that the man had dropped like a sack of potatoes in front of the cell door, his mind too busy trying to focus on the door [color=0054a6][b]”Right…”[/b][/color] He said with a smirk and only pushed harder to move the man's head enough so he could slip through. Once out he reached down and quickly pulled out the guards sword ready for a fight. In case, for some reason. They were going to come kill him. 

A black cloaked figure walked through the doorway of the guards room and stopped right in front of it. [color=Cadetblue][b]“Your savior has arrived lovely damsels!”[/b][/color] Walking over to Fenros, she placed a gloved finger on the end of the sword and pushed it down. 

[color=Cadetblue][b]“Beefcake there is no need to try and skewer me. I am here to free you from your cell, though you seemed to do that yourself.”[/b][/color] The woman grabbed the keys from the door and walked over to the door to Annabelle’s cell.

Fenros was taken back as a woman in a black cloak suddenly appeared. Saying she came to save them. Allowing his blade to be pushed down. His eyes grew wide as she took the keys and moved over to the cell that Annabelle was in. [color=0054a6][b]“No! Don’t let her out. She deserves to be in here.”[/b][/color] he said angrily. Giving annabelle a death glare.

[color=Cadetblue][b]“Oi! Did I ask you who gets to be freed or not? No.”[/b][/color] She unlocked the door and threw it open. [color=Cadetblue][b]“You certainly looked a lot better yesterday. I hope you had fun learning first hand the insanity of the king and his underlings. Though I do suggest you stay quiet during this escape else beefcake will rough you up more and i’d hate to see your pretty face anymore messed up. Also being quiet is important to stealth. So lips sealed.”[/b][/color] Turning away from the woman she faced Fenros once more and looked over his injuries, nothing life threatening so thankfully she didn’t have to provide first aid to the man. [color=Cadetblue][b]“Have you any other objections? I can lock you back up in the cell if you do? I may get in a lot of trouble but it’d be worth it if you are going to fight with me.”[/b][/color] The woman sassed him, obviously she would not lock him back up but she would consider it.

He glared at her as she snapped back at him. He gripped his sword tightly. If this girl didn’t open her lying mouth, they wouldn’t be here in the first place. He contemplated accepting her challenge just to spite her. He knew he could take her, but the time and effort it would take to do so seemed to outweigh each other. He lifted his sword to annabelle just to point. Giving her a look that just said, [i][color=0054a6]give me a reason..’[/color][/i] Before he let it drop. 

[color=0054a6][b]”Fine, Thanks for the ‘help’ but this is where we go our separate ways. I need to make sure Princess Eleanor is safe.”[/b][/color] He turned around and started walking towards the guards room, not waiting for an answer. 

A sigh escaped her lips as she grabbed Fenros’ broken hand and squeezed, was she going to hurt him, yes, but was it going to get his attention and get him to stop long enough for her to speak? Yes it would also do that. [color=Cadetblue][b]“You listen here and you listen good. I’m not just some random person here to release you two to do whatever the fuck you want. I’m here under the order of the rebellion to get you two out of here safely. We already have plans to get the princess out safely and if you go and try something on your own you will ruin the plans that we are trying to follow very carefully. Don’t make me tie you up and drag you if I have to. Got it?”[/b][/color] The woman asked codly. 

Fenros winced and yanked his hand away, despite it hurting even more. He growled as he looked at the girl who continued to speak. He hesitated a moment as he actually listened… she sounded familiar, with how she acted and that cloak. He narrowed his eyes and leaned in closer, he was about to say her name. But a quick look at annabelle made him stop himself. It all clicked, despite her wearing a different cloak he finally recognized her as one of the woodsman, an apprentice to Verrick. He trusted Verrick, and despite the sudden revelation that she said she was working with the rebellion. [color=0054a6][b]“Wai-wha….how?”[/b][/color] He was confused for a moment, but pushed the thoughts away realizing that’s not important at the moment. 

He knew if Verrick was behind a plan like this, he better listen to it.[color=0054a6][b]“What is the plan?”[/b][/color]He said quickly. 

He recognized her, good. The threat of Verrick looming over could make most people listen, especially if the plan was Verrick’s. When he asked what the plan was she remembered the bag that only contained two items that was slung uncomfortably over her shoulder. She slipped it off, the bag dropping to the ground and she knelt down opening it. [color=Cadetblue][b]“Simple. Wear these. Stay close. Stay low. Stay silent. And Stay out of sight.”[/b][/color] The woman pulled out two cloaks not much different from hers, she tossed them to the two before turning and heading further into the dungeon. It may seem like it was odd to go deeper into a place that had no way out but, the woodsmen knew the secret tunnels that others didn’t know about. That is exactly where she lead the two.

She opened the entrance and made sure the two got through it before entering and closing it behind her. Swiftly she moved so she was in front of them and leading the way again. Taking them through a few turns in the tunnels, they finally came out not far from the small field that was between the castle and the wall that had a forest on the other side. Crouching in the shadows, she glanced around making sure they were in the clear before taking off running, sticking to the shadows. Once they got the wall, she released a low whistle and a rope fell down from the top of the wall. Sierra helped Annabelle first since she had an injured arm, she then turned to look at Fenros when the rope returned to them, meaning Annabelle was safely on the other side. [color=Cadetblue][b]“Your turn beefcake.”[/b][/color]

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[center][h3][i]Meanwhile…[/i][/h3][/center]

In her chambers, Eleanor sat as one maid cleaned the glass from her hand and patched up her wounds. Meanwhile two other maids were doing her hair and makeup, she wasn’t sure why the king saw it necessary for her to look nice for an execution but he was not of a fully sane mind. 

Once her hand was clean and a bandage wrapped around it and her makeup and hair done. The maids helped her into a fancy robe over her dressing gown. Confused at the outfit choice, Eleanor began to grow concerned at what else the king had planned. She had no time to think as soon, she was being escorted from her room by two guards she didn’t know to who knows where.

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[center][h3][i]Meanwhile…[/i][/h3][/center]

The king made his way towards the vanguard barrack’s, a demented smirk on his face as he was satisfied with the punishment he had decided upon for his step daughter. Killing her would not be enough. Though he will kill Fenros in front of her. Just to see that face of realization he was alive, and he didn’t come and save her before he died. Oh it felt good to FINALLY deal with the whore’s child. Though he did admit, keeping her as his own did help with a few treaties and deals he had her take control of. He was tempted to sell her away to that barbarian of a king down south as one of his wenches. But that wouldn’t be humiliating enough. 

He had a messenger run on ahead and gathered the Vanguard in the barracks, to gather the officers, as all of the guard could not fit into the main hall of the barracks. Which was fine, once they were done they can rotate the message to everyone else. 

He entered the barracks and stood on the platform on which he always stood on while giving them an announcement. He smiled. [color=red][b]“My Vanguard! I am extremely pleased with how you all have been performing in the last few days, saving my life from a would be assassin and regaining control of the capital and squashing theories as well. As well as all the hard work you do to protect the kingdom from rebellion and traitors to the crown. I thank you for your service and wish to present you with a gift fitting of a King and prince!”[/b][/color] 

The men cheered, getting excited, most  surprised at the king's generosity. He never did anything like this before. while some were skeptical, they couldn’t wait to see what it was. The king laughed and waited for the anticipation to build while he enjoyed the fanfare. He then motioned them to grow silent.  

After a few more moments he then said [color=red][b]“I give you… The Beautiful princess Eleanor! Do with her what you please!  I recently found out she was the one behind the attempt to kill me and my son Aaron. Wanting the throne for herself despite the loving life I have given her. She was willing to kill anyone who got in her way. Threatening YOUR lives! Well I think she deserves to pay you men back for your service!”[/b][/color]  

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[center][h3][i]Back with Fenros and the Cloaked Woman…[/i][/h3][/center]

A celestial voice echoed within Fenros’ mind, speaking a warning to him. An urgent warning in regards to the Princess. [color=90EE90][i]Fenros, the Mad King wishes to gift the men of the Vanguard Princess Eleanor’s body for whatever they desire before he ends her life. The rebellion’s plan to save the Princess will no longer work. She needs you.”[/i][/color]

Fenros was about to protest when suddenly he heard a voice in his head. He whipped his head around to see who was speaking. But, no one was there. It took a moment for him to realize what was said. His eyes grew wide with horror at that revelation. The voice spoke more, telling him where he needed to go. He never heard this voice before, and honestly was afraid as it happened. But that didn't matter at this moment. Whatever it was, he wasn’t going to take a chance that it might be right.

He looked towards the castle, all the pain in his body washed away with the sudden rush of Adrenaline. He gripped his sword tightly and sprinted along the walls shadows. Completely ignoring Sierra and any attempt she tried to stop him. He prayed that he would make it to her in time, 

[center][color=0054a6][b]“Hold on El...I’m coming…”[/b][/color][/center]