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Welp... Penelope may have just gotten Abraxas killed XD
Welp... Penelope may have just gotten Abraxas killed XD
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Penelope lead the way up the stairs feeling hesitant to going back out into the storm. She didn’t have a solid escape plan, especially since she didn’t know a better way out than the front gate. The knights likely wouldn’t be able to climb out very successfully. Not only was it a skill they had very limited experience with but the weather also wasn’t on their side. They’d have to make a break for the main gate, which would likely put them out in the open. Penelope chewed her lip nervously as she reached the top of the stairs.
She pushed the door up slightly to try and see what lied ahead. From what she could tell, there were no guards nearby but that didn’t mean they weren’t coming. The knight was just about to full open the door when thunder crackled above and made her falter. She gulped and closed her eyes tightly waiting for the noise to die down before she pushed the door open and headed out of the dungeon. Now able to look around, she noticed it was just as empty outside as before and moved to keep the door open for William and Abraxas, who both moved with clear caution.
Penelope closed the door behind them and was about to make a move for the front gate when the faint sound of voices caught her attention. Figures of guards began to appear from the barracks and they were moving quickly, on high alert. The knight felt a bit of panic wash over her as she looked around desperately for a place to hide. She eyed the deep shadows that were casted by the barracks, the only building nearby. It was risky to take cover so close to where the guards were coming from but it didn’t look they had much of a choice. “This way. Keep quiet.” She hissed to her comrades before darting towards the barracks. She noticed William hesitate but the older knight didn’t argue as he moved to join her in the shadows casted.
Penelope bent down to make herself smaller and motioned for the other two to follow her lead. Once they did, she focused her gaze back on the guards that were now swarming the area. She counted around six guards, luckily not too many which was probably due to the fact of how many went after Crow. She did, however, notice that a few of them already had their swords drawn and this time they weren’t broken. That’s why it took them so long to get out here.. They changed swords so they wouldn’t be broken.. She watched as three of the knights disappeared down into the dungeon while the rest remained nearby, looking around for signs of her.
She clenched her fist slightly as she tried to think of what to do. They couldn’t make a break for the main gate with the three guards roaming so closely. They’d get into a fight and though the numbers seemed even now, Penelope didn’t want to risk the other guards returning in time to help their comrades. “Well what now?” William hissed impatiently. The older knight was tense and eying the remaining guards almost threateningly. Abraxas, on the other hand, seemed nervous and waited for further direction.
“We’re not fighting them.” Penelope told William sternly as the group remained hidden. She looked around before looking back to the other two knights. “Come on. We’ll sneak around the barracks and then make a run for the gate.” It likely wouldn’t get them completely out of being spotted but she hope that they would be long gone by the time the guards did manage to see them. She lead the way, moving carefully along the wall of the barracks and trying to keep an eye on the guards who were still looking around near the dungeon door.
She slipped past the corner out of their view with William and Abraxas closely following. She stopped at the last edge before they would begin to make their run. “Ready?” She asked looking over her shoulder at them. Abraxas nodded while William tensed.
“Let’s just get out of here already..” The older knight grumble, glancing over his shoulder to make sure they weren’t followed.
Penelope nodded before darting out of the cover of the building and towards the main gate. They got about halfway when lightening lit up the sky and a loud roar of thunder followed. It made Penelope freeze in her tracks. Her eyes widened fearfully as she swore that the thunder seemed to even shake the ground beneath her. For a moment, her mind went blank with terror and she couldn’t bring herself to move forward.
William had passed her now and was snapping at her but his words were lost in the heavy rain and thunder above. Finally she felt someone give her a shove from behind. “Penelope! You have to keep-" Penelope turned her head to see Abraxas’ looking scared and desperate as he tried to move her. As she turned her head, she felt an arrow whiz past her, just barely missing her. What it didn’t miss was Abraxas’ chest. It sunk straight into his chest, making the young knight let out a cry of pain. He staggered backwards before finally collapsing to the ground.
“Abraxas!” Penelope cried with newfound horror as she looked down at her dead comrade, barely aware of the danger she was in. They had caught the attention of both the guards and an archer perched nearby but she couldn’t bring herself to move.
She pushed the door up slightly to try and see what lied ahead. From what she could tell, there were no guards nearby but that didn’t mean they weren’t coming. The knight was just about to full open the door when thunder crackled above and made her falter. She gulped and closed her eyes tightly waiting for the noise to die down before she pushed the door open and headed out of the dungeon. Now able to look around, she noticed it was just as empty outside as before and moved to keep the door open for William and Abraxas, who both moved with clear caution.
Penelope closed the door behind them and was about to make a move for the front gate when the faint sound of voices caught her attention. Figures of guards began to appear from the barracks and they were moving quickly, on high alert. The knight felt a bit of panic wash over her as she looked around desperately for a place to hide. She eyed the deep shadows that were casted by the barracks, the only building nearby. It was risky to take cover so close to where the guards were coming from but it didn’t look they had much of a choice. “This way. Keep quiet.” She hissed to her comrades before darting towards the barracks. She noticed William hesitate but the older knight didn’t argue as he moved to join her in the shadows casted.
Penelope bent down to make herself smaller and motioned for the other two to follow her lead. Once they did, she focused her gaze back on the guards that were now swarming the area. She counted around six guards, luckily not too many which was probably due to the fact of how many went after Crow. She did, however, notice that a few of them already had their swords drawn and this time they weren’t broken. That’s why it took them so long to get out here.. They changed swords so they wouldn’t be broken.. She watched as three of the knights disappeared down into the dungeon while the rest remained nearby, looking around for signs of her.
She clenched her fist slightly as she tried to think of what to do. They couldn’t make a break for the main gate with the three guards roaming so closely. They’d get into a fight and though the numbers seemed even now, Penelope didn’t want to risk the other guards returning in time to help their comrades. “Well what now?” William hissed impatiently. The older knight was tense and eying the remaining guards almost threateningly. Abraxas, on the other hand, seemed nervous and waited for further direction.
“We’re not fighting them.” Penelope told William sternly as the group remained hidden. She looked around before looking back to the other two knights. “Come on. We’ll sneak around the barracks and then make a run for the gate.” It likely wouldn’t get them completely out of being spotted but she hope that they would be long gone by the time the guards did manage to see them. She lead the way, moving carefully along the wall of the barracks and trying to keep an eye on the guards who were still looking around near the dungeon door.
She slipped past the corner out of their view with William and Abraxas closely following. She stopped at the last edge before they would begin to make their run. “Ready?” She asked looking over her shoulder at them. Abraxas nodded while William tensed.
“Let’s just get out of here already..” The older knight grumble, glancing over his shoulder to make sure they weren’t followed.
Penelope nodded before darting out of the cover of the building and towards the main gate. They got about halfway when lightening lit up the sky and a loud roar of thunder followed. It made Penelope freeze in her tracks. Her eyes widened fearfully as she swore that the thunder seemed to even shake the ground beneath her. For a moment, her mind went blank with terror and she couldn’t bring herself to move forward.
William had passed her now and was snapping at her but his words were lost in the heavy rain and thunder above. Finally she felt someone give her a shove from behind. “Penelope! You have to keep-" Penelope turned her head to see Abraxas’ looking scared and desperate as he tried to move her. As she turned her head, she felt an arrow whiz past her, just barely missing her. What it didn’t miss was Abraxas’ chest. It sunk straight into his chest, making the young knight let out a cry of pain. He staggered backwards before finally collapsing to the ground.
“Abraxas!” Penelope cried with newfound horror as she looked down at her dead comrade, barely aware of the danger she was in. They had caught the attention of both the guards and an archer perched nearby but she couldn’t bring herself to move.
Oh no xD
Yay William and Abraxas are back xD Abraxas only for like one more post but it’s fiiineee lol
Yay William and Abraxas are back xD Abraxas only for like one more post but it’s fiiineee lol
Penelope held her breath as she eyed the cellar door. With all that she was risking, she prayed that it would lead her into the dungeon rather than just some weapon or wine cellar. Summoning her courage, she began to move towards the cellar door. It took nearly everything in her to not bolt for cover, especially when she heard another softer rumble of thunder come from above. She was still trembling, though it was becoming difficult to tell if it was from fear or cold as the rain had made her completely drenched.
She walked briskly, trying to stay out of the sight of the archers she had spotted. If there were any guards patrolling nearby, she definitely didn’t want them to find her. She finally made it across the clearing and over to the door without being seen. She paused to do one last survey of the area around her before opening the door and slipping inside. The knight felt a great deal of relief wash over her now that she was inside. She swept her gaze over what lied inside. She couldn’t seem much yet as she was at the top of a long wooden stair case that lead down further below the castle. It was dimly lit by lanterns and Penelope guessed that guards were likely waiting at the bottom.
She paused to reach into her boot and pull out the cloth that had the henbane oil on it. She carefully unfolded it and rubbed it over her dagger before stuffing it away again. Chances were that there would be more than just one guard at the bottom, so she hoped the oil would help even out the upcoming fight. She stood back up and began her descent into the cellar, trying to move quietly but finding it difficult as the wooden stairs creaked beneath her.
I wonder if their swords will be broken too... She recalled the half swords that the knights from the previous fight had drawn. Was it a fluke? Or was it... He must have done something to them.. A smile tugged at her lips as she figured Crow must have done something to the swords. She wasn’t sure how or when but any other reasoning seemed unlikely to the knight. However, this meant she would be stuck with a dagger for the rest of the mission. It wasn’t something she was overly thrilled about but she had managed fine with a dagger so far.
The end of the stairs came in sight and with it, two guards. One was sitting comfortably at a desk with a dull expression on his face while the other leaned against one of the pillars in the room. It was certainly a dungeon, for which Penelope was very thankful for. As she snuck a look past the two guards, she saw a long row of tightly locked up rooms. She couldn’t see into them so she had no idea where William and Abraxas were. I’ll find them soon.. She focused back on the guards, thankful they were unaware of her.
“Man I hate these shifts.” Groaned the man in the chair. He leaned back in it and stared up at the ceiling. “And it’s so cold in here!”
“Bad weather.” The other mused without much care about the conversation. “At least we’re dry.”
His gaze lifted slightly and he noticed Penelope approaching. “Hey!” he snapped. Penelope moved fast, tipping the guard in the chair and causing him to fall to the ground as she moved to meet the blade of the other guard. He had pulled out his half sword, and though thrown off by it’s state, swung at her. She deflected the attack with her dagger and went to attack his shoulder. The guard blocked her and she glared at him in annoyance. Penelope slipped to his left and swiped at his right hand, managing to fake him out and cause for a small cut on his arm. He snorted, thinking nothing of it and moved to attack her again. Except this time, he fell short as the henbane took effect.
Penelope spun around, expecting to face the other guard but instead finding his form fleeing up the stairs. She felt her stomach churn. He was going to get back up and that meant she wouldn’t have as much time to free William and Abraxas. “Damn coward.” She spat hatefully then quickly began to look around the room for the keys. She finally spotted them hanging on a rack on the wall and quickly grabbed them before hurrying into the hall of cells.
“William! Abraxas!” She called out, dropping her accent. “I’m here! Where are you guys?”
She held her breath as she listened for a response.
“Hey if it gets me out of here, I’ll be either one of ‘em!” Came a crude voice of a different prisoner. Laughter and agreement came from another cell. She rolled her eyes in annoyance.
“Penelope?” Came a familiar voice from a little further down. She grinned. “Abraxas! There you are!”
Penelope hurried over to the cell and began to undo the locks on the door. “My gods, Penelope, you’re actually here!?” Came the louder voice of William from the cell across from Abraxas’. She finally got the door open and stood back to let Abraxas get out. “Yes I am and we’re getting out of here.”
Her younger comrade stepped out, looking dazed by her sudden appearance. He looked a little beaten up but nothing too bad, which she was grateful for. She smiled at him and then turned to undo William’s lock. Soon the older knight joined them, also looking rather beaten. “How did you even get here? What happened?” William questioned her immediately, clearly shocked by her sudden appearance.
Penelope looked at him and smirked a little, feeling rather joyful that she was reunited with her comrades. However, she knew the moment couldn’t last long as they had to get out before the guard returned with reinforcements. “I’ll explain everything once we get out of here.” She said tossing the keys to the side as she hurried down the hallway to where the guard was lying. She grab his half sword and handed it to Abraxas before shifting around him to locate his dagger. Once she did, she haded the weapon over to William.
“We got to move quick.. Just follow me.” She told them sternly. Her heart began to race again as she turned to begin the last stretch of her mission.
She walked briskly, trying to stay out of the sight of the archers she had spotted. If there were any guards patrolling nearby, she definitely didn’t want them to find her. She finally made it across the clearing and over to the door without being seen. She paused to do one last survey of the area around her before opening the door and slipping inside. The knight felt a great deal of relief wash over her now that she was inside. She swept her gaze over what lied inside. She couldn’t seem much yet as she was at the top of a long wooden stair case that lead down further below the castle. It was dimly lit by lanterns and Penelope guessed that guards were likely waiting at the bottom.
She paused to reach into her boot and pull out the cloth that had the henbane oil on it. She carefully unfolded it and rubbed it over her dagger before stuffing it away again. Chances were that there would be more than just one guard at the bottom, so she hoped the oil would help even out the upcoming fight. She stood back up and began her descent into the cellar, trying to move quietly but finding it difficult as the wooden stairs creaked beneath her.
I wonder if their swords will be broken too... She recalled the half swords that the knights from the previous fight had drawn. Was it a fluke? Or was it... He must have done something to them.. A smile tugged at her lips as she figured Crow must have done something to the swords. She wasn’t sure how or when but any other reasoning seemed unlikely to the knight. However, this meant she would be stuck with a dagger for the rest of the mission. It wasn’t something she was overly thrilled about but she had managed fine with a dagger so far.
The end of the stairs came in sight and with it, two guards. One was sitting comfortably at a desk with a dull expression on his face while the other leaned against one of the pillars in the room. It was certainly a dungeon, for which Penelope was very thankful for. As she snuck a look past the two guards, she saw a long row of tightly locked up rooms. She couldn’t see into them so she had no idea where William and Abraxas were. I’ll find them soon.. She focused back on the guards, thankful they were unaware of her.
“Man I hate these shifts.” Groaned the man in the chair. He leaned back in it and stared up at the ceiling. “And it’s so cold in here!”
“Bad weather.” The other mused without much care about the conversation. “At least we’re dry.”
His gaze lifted slightly and he noticed Penelope approaching. “Hey!” he snapped. Penelope moved fast, tipping the guard in the chair and causing him to fall to the ground as she moved to meet the blade of the other guard. He had pulled out his half sword, and though thrown off by it’s state, swung at her. She deflected the attack with her dagger and went to attack his shoulder. The guard blocked her and she glared at him in annoyance. Penelope slipped to his left and swiped at his right hand, managing to fake him out and cause for a small cut on his arm. He snorted, thinking nothing of it and moved to attack her again. Except this time, he fell short as the henbane took effect.
Penelope spun around, expecting to face the other guard but instead finding his form fleeing up the stairs. She felt her stomach churn. He was going to get back up and that meant she wouldn’t have as much time to free William and Abraxas. “Damn coward.” She spat hatefully then quickly began to look around the room for the keys. She finally spotted them hanging on a rack on the wall and quickly grabbed them before hurrying into the hall of cells.
“William! Abraxas!” She called out, dropping her accent. “I’m here! Where are you guys?”
She held her breath as she listened for a response.
“Hey if it gets me out of here, I’ll be either one of ‘em!” Came a crude voice of a different prisoner. Laughter and agreement came from another cell. She rolled her eyes in annoyance.
“Penelope?” Came a familiar voice from a little further down. She grinned. “Abraxas! There you are!”
Penelope hurried over to the cell and began to undo the locks on the door. “My gods, Penelope, you’re actually here!?” Came the louder voice of William from the cell across from Abraxas’. She finally got the door open and stood back to let Abraxas get out. “Yes I am and we’re getting out of here.”
Her younger comrade stepped out, looking dazed by her sudden appearance. He looked a little beaten up but nothing too bad, which she was grateful for. She smiled at him and then turned to undo William’s lock. Soon the older knight joined them, also looking rather beaten. “How did you even get here? What happened?” William questioned her immediately, clearly shocked by her sudden appearance.
Penelope looked at him and smirked a little, feeling rather joyful that she was reunited with her comrades. However, she knew the moment couldn’t last long as they had to get out before the guard returned with reinforcements. “I’ll explain everything once we get out of here.” She said tossing the keys to the side as she hurried down the hallway to where the guard was lying. She grab his half sword and handed it to Abraxas before shifting around him to locate his dagger. Once she did, she haded the weapon over to William.
“We got to move quick.. Just follow me.” She told them sternly. Her heart began to race again as she turned to begin the last stretch of her mission.
Yeah cx
Penelope isn’t having very good luck right now lol
Penelope isn’t having very good luck right now lol
Penelope moved to creep along the hallway wall, trying her best to stay as covered by the shadows. She watched the guards with care, making sure their backs were turned to her as she hurried toward the kitchen. As she reached the door, she opened it slowly, trying to avoid making any noise that would draw attention. Even though she did so successfully, a pair of unwanted eyes fell on her.
“Guards! The kitchen!” Dotty’s caught both Penelope’s attention and the two guards at the door. Shit, shit, shit! Penelope ran into the kitchen as she heard the faint sound of footsteps charging towards the kitchen. Luckily she had a head start, she just had to move fast to keep it. The knight moved swiftly towards the pantry door, hoping to slip in and out before the three entered the kitchen. Then a loud clap of thunder sounded from outside making the knight freeze in her tracks. Her heart pounded fearfully in her chest as she realized the storm outside was getting worse. For a moment, she nearly forgot what she was doing and began to look for a place to hide and take shelter.
No no no! Focus Penelope! You’re safe inside just focus! Penelope shook her head, coming back to her senses slightly as she moved to hurry into the pantry. She reached up and grabbed the keys she had located above the door from earlier then sped towards the door. Her hand fumbled with the locks, still shaking with fear. She tried not to think about how worse it was going to get once she stepped outside.
“Step away from the door, Farah!” Growled Dotty. Penelope turned to see the three had caught up with her and were stalking towards her menacingly. She gripped her hidden dagger tightly as she glared across at the three. What was surprising was how coldly Dotty looked at her. It certainly wasn’t the bubbly servant she had gotten to know over the day.
I can’t beat both of them... The knight pursed her lips together as she eyed the two guards. She just needed to buy a little more time to figure something out. What would Crow do... She put on a smirk and eyed them challengingly. “Alright, alright!” She said moving to step away from the door. She eyed a shelf out of the corner of her eye. “I think I’ve done enough damage already anyways.” She mused.
“You bitch..” One of the guards growled and moved to draw his sword. He was soon caught off guard as he only pulled out half a sword. “What the-“
Penelope blinked in surprise but took the opportunity. She darted towards them then shifted directions towards the shelf as the second guard move to draw his sword as well. She slammed into the shelf, making it topple over and crash into the bewildered knights. She tumbled to the ground alongside it, wincing. The knight began to push herself back up when a screech came from the right. Suddenly, she was dragged back onto the ground by Dotty, who had dodged the shelf and then tackled Penelope. The two tussled on the ground until Dotty pinned Penelope down and brandished a dagger of her own. She pointed it close to the knight’s throat.
Now close up, Penelope noticed how red Dotty’s eyes were and that tears were still trickling down them. She thinks everyone’s dying.. She thinks Emeric is dying. Penelope realized in alarm. That’s why the servant was so out for her blood. Perhaps that would give her a way out of this situation. “I won’t let you get away with this!” The servant declared with a strained voice.
“Dotty! Wait! Wait!” Penelope began quickly as she felt her press the dagger closer to her neck. She flinched slightly. “They’re not dead! No one’s dead!”
“You poisoned them! They can’t move. Don’t lie to me anymore!”
“I’m not! By the gods, I swear I’m not this time! They’re all going to be fine. Emeric is going to be fine. The poison just makes them hallucinate and paralyze for a little but it’ll wear off.” Penelope looked up pleadingly at Dotty. The servant seemed to accept her words for a moment and Penelope felt her grip on her relax slightly. Now! The knight shot her knee up into Dotty’s stomach, kicking her off of her much like she had done to Crow before, and rolled them over so she now had the upper hand. Penelope quickly reclaimed the dagger she had dropped and wasted no time as she slammed the hilt against the side of Dotty’s head, effectively knocking the servant out.
Penelope moved off the unconscious servant and slumped against the wall to catch her breath. With all the fighting, she had nearly forgotten about the storm outside. She looked at the unlocked door with hesitation. If she froze up and a guard or archer caught sight of her, chances were it would all be over. It’s just thunder... It’s not going to hurt you.. She slowly opened the door, almost immediately being greeted by heavy raindrops. She slipped outside and hurried into the garden for cover. A flash of lightening and a clap of thunder, made her freeze by one of the trees. Her heart raced rapidly in her chest and she felt her legs tremble in fear.
She felt her panic of being outside in the poor weather beginning to set in as she tried to catch her breath. Penelope leaned against the tree and closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm herself down enough to move before anyone took notice of her. She thought of Crow, wishing he was besides her to keep her calm. She thought about his warm embrace, his kiss, and meeting up with him again after they both succeeded. With another burst of determination, Penelope opened her eyes and scanned the surrounding area. It seemed most of the guards had hurried into the castle but she still noticed a few archers perched to watch out for anyone leaving the castle. It wouldn’t be too difficult to get past them thanks to the rain and the fact that she wouldn’t be heading for the front entrance. Her eyes locked in on the cellar door and she gripped the hilt of her dagger tightly as she tried to summon the courage to move from her spot.
“Guards! The kitchen!” Dotty’s caught both Penelope’s attention and the two guards at the door. Shit, shit, shit! Penelope ran into the kitchen as she heard the faint sound of footsteps charging towards the kitchen. Luckily she had a head start, she just had to move fast to keep it. The knight moved swiftly towards the pantry door, hoping to slip in and out before the three entered the kitchen. Then a loud clap of thunder sounded from outside making the knight freeze in her tracks. Her heart pounded fearfully in her chest as she realized the storm outside was getting worse. For a moment, she nearly forgot what she was doing and began to look for a place to hide and take shelter.
No no no! Focus Penelope! You’re safe inside just focus! Penelope shook her head, coming back to her senses slightly as she moved to hurry into the pantry. She reached up and grabbed the keys she had located above the door from earlier then sped towards the door. Her hand fumbled with the locks, still shaking with fear. She tried not to think about how worse it was going to get once she stepped outside.
“Step away from the door, Farah!” Growled Dotty. Penelope turned to see the three had caught up with her and were stalking towards her menacingly. She gripped her hidden dagger tightly as she glared across at the three. What was surprising was how coldly Dotty looked at her. It certainly wasn’t the bubbly servant she had gotten to know over the day.
I can’t beat both of them... The knight pursed her lips together as she eyed the two guards. She just needed to buy a little more time to figure something out. What would Crow do... She put on a smirk and eyed them challengingly. “Alright, alright!” She said moving to step away from the door. She eyed a shelf out of the corner of her eye. “I think I’ve done enough damage already anyways.” She mused.
“You bitch..” One of the guards growled and moved to draw his sword. He was soon caught off guard as he only pulled out half a sword. “What the-“
Penelope blinked in surprise but took the opportunity. She darted towards them then shifted directions towards the shelf as the second guard move to draw his sword as well. She slammed into the shelf, making it topple over and crash into the bewildered knights. She tumbled to the ground alongside it, wincing. The knight began to push herself back up when a screech came from the right. Suddenly, she was dragged back onto the ground by Dotty, who had dodged the shelf and then tackled Penelope. The two tussled on the ground until Dotty pinned Penelope down and brandished a dagger of her own. She pointed it close to the knight’s throat.
Now close up, Penelope noticed how red Dotty’s eyes were and that tears were still trickling down them. She thinks everyone’s dying.. She thinks Emeric is dying. Penelope realized in alarm. That’s why the servant was so out for her blood. Perhaps that would give her a way out of this situation. “I won’t let you get away with this!” The servant declared with a strained voice.
“Dotty! Wait! Wait!” Penelope began quickly as she felt her press the dagger closer to her neck. She flinched slightly. “They’re not dead! No one’s dead!”
“You poisoned them! They can’t move. Don’t lie to me anymore!”
“I’m not! By the gods, I swear I’m not this time! They’re all going to be fine. Emeric is going to be fine. The poison just makes them hallucinate and paralyze for a little but it’ll wear off.” Penelope looked up pleadingly at Dotty. The servant seemed to accept her words for a moment and Penelope felt her grip on her relax slightly. Now! The knight shot her knee up into Dotty’s stomach, kicking her off of her much like she had done to Crow before, and rolled them over so she now had the upper hand. Penelope quickly reclaimed the dagger she had dropped and wasted no time as she slammed the hilt against the side of Dotty’s head, effectively knocking the servant out.
Penelope moved off the unconscious servant and slumped against the wall to catch her breath. With all the fighting, she had nearly forgotten about the storm outside. She looked at the unlocked door with hesitation. If she froze up and a guard or archer caught sight of her, chances were it would all be over. It’s just thunder... It’s not going to hurt you.. She slowly opened the door, almost immediately being greeted by heavy raindrops. She slipped outside and hurried into the garden for cover. A flash of lightening and a clap of thunder, made her freeze by one of the trees. Her heart raced rapidly in her chest and she felt her legs tremble in fear.
She felt her panic of being outside in the poor weather beginning to set in as she tried to catch her breath. Penelope leaned against the tree and closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm herself down enough to move before anyone took notice of her. She thought of Crow, wishing he was besides her to keep her calm. She thought about his warm embrace, his kiss, and meeting up with him again after they both succeeded. With another burst of determination, Penelope opened her eyes and scanned the surrounding area. It seemed most of the guards had hurried into the castle but she still noticed a few archers perched to watch out for anyone leaving the castle. It wouldn’t be too difficult to get past them thanks to the rain and the fact that she wouldn’t be heading for the front entrance. Her eyes locked in on the cellar door and she gripped the hilt of her dagger tightly as she tried to summon the courage to move from her spot.
No worries!
Honestly xD I’m excited lol
Honestly xD I’m excited lol
Penelope pressed closed to him as wrapped his arms around her. She returned his kiss and met his gaze as he drew back. “I will.” She promised, moving one hand up to cup his cheek. “I love you too... And the same goes for you. Be careful, Collin, please.” She stepped away from him to leave but paused as she realized they needed somewhere to reunite again. “Once you get out of here, head for the cluster of trees we camped at the other day. I’ll try to meet you there.” She added before turning to head back towards the staircase she had came from before. She casted one glance back at him and frowned a little before focusing her gaze back ahead as they parted ways yet again.
The sudden change of plans didn’t bode well for her despite the fact that she was the one insisting on it. If something happened to Crow while they were separated, not only would she be unable to do anything but she also wouldn’t know about until he never met up with her. She felt her throat tighten at the thought of never seeing him again. He’ll be fine.. He’s the expert at this stuff.. She took in a deep breath trying to push away such thoughts as she carefully maneuvered her way to the staircase, keeping a watch out for any guards.
It wasn’t long before she reached the stairs as she was able to retrace her steps fairly easily. She headed down them at a slow pace, worried that once she reached the second floor she might find a swarm of guards if they had discovered what had happened in the great hall. As she neared the bottom of the staircase, she was relieved to see that the coast was still clear for the time being. No time to waste then.. She picked up her pace slightly as she headed past the closed doors of the great hall and down the second staircase onto the first floor. She was barely at the last step when heavy footsteps sounded from the front entrance. The knight slipped off to duck away into the shadows of the staircase behind a medium sized statue.
The door swung open and knights swarmed in with narrowed eyes and angry looks. “In the great hall! I-I don’t know what happened! Everyone’s dying!” Cried a familiar voice with clear panic. Dotty! Penelope tensed as she realized that the short servant girl must have run out to get the knights as soon as the rest of the staff fell victim to the poison. She didn’t doubt that the servant had been waiting for her to return, which likely meant that Dotty would know that the poisoning was her doing. Penelope bit her lip and held her breath as she listened to the knights storm up the stairs to investigate.
Penelope peaked around the corner of the statue to see that two knights remained behind to watch the front entrance, making sure no one came in or out. Guess I’ll just have to go out a different way... Penelope thought as her gaze drifted over towards where the kitchen and pantry were. She’d just have to figure out a way to sneak past them.
The sudden change of plans didn’t bode well for her despite the fact that she was the one insisting on it. If something happened to Crow while they were separated, not only would she be unable to do anything but she also wouldn’t know about until he never met up with her. She felt her throat tighten at the thought of never seeing him again. He’ll be fine.. He’s the expert at this stuff.. She took in a deep breath trying to push away such thoughts as she carefully maneuvered her way to the staircase, keeping a watch out for any guards.
It wasn’t long before she reached the stairs as she was able to retrace her steps fairly easily. She headed down them at a slow pace, worried that once she reached the second floor she might find a swarm of guards if they had discovered what had happened in the great hall. As she neared the bottom of the staircase, she was relieved to see that the coast was still clear for the time being. No time to waste then.. She picked up her pace slightly as she headed past the closed doors of the great hall and down the second staircase onto the first floor. She was barely at the last step when heavy footsteps sounded from the front entrance. The knight slipped off to duck away into the shadows of the staircase behind a medium sized statue.
The door swung open and knights swarmed in with narrowed eyes and angry looks. “In the great hall! I-I don’t know what happened! Everyone’s dying!” Cried a familiar voice with clear panic. Dotty! Penelope tensed as she realized that the short servant girl must have run out to get the knights as soon as the rest of the staff fell victim to the poison. She didn’t doubt that the servant had been waiting for her to return, which likely meant that Dotty would know that the poisoning was her doing. Penelope bit her lip and held her breath as she listened to the knights storm up the stairs to investigate.
Penelope peaked around the corner of the statue to see that two knights remained behind to watch the front entrance, making sure no one came in or out. Guess I’ll just have to go out a different way... Penelope thought as her gaze drifted over towards where the kitchen and pantry were. She’d just have to figure out a way to sneak past them.
Poor Crow lol she didn’t even get the chance to say she didn’t mean it xD
Penelope’s not happy about this situation x3
Penelope’s not happy about this situation x3
Penelope glanced over at Crow as he grew flustered from her words. She would have reassured him she was only joking but her attention was quickly drawn in by the guards and their conversation. The knight tensed as they talked about the Brerratic prisoners, whom she was quick to guess meant William and Abraxas. There was a feeling of relief to hear that her comrades were still alive, however it didn’t last long as she heard the knights go on to speak of their execution. Her heart dropped.
She lowered her gaze as the guards left. I can’t let them be killed.. The knight thought about it for a moment and recalled the old, wooden door that she had spotted near the barracks. It might just be a cellar for weaponry, but there was a chance that it was a dungeon and where her two comrades were being held. Maybe there was something she could do about the situation after all. She turned to face Crow with a flame of determination in her green gaze. “Well, then I’ll just have to make sure that they aren’t here by tomorrow.” She declared stubbornly. Her determination faltered slightly as she realized what that meant. In order to get William and Abraxas out in time, she’d have to leave Crow to steal the staff alone. There was no way they could do both together after all and they had already come this far for the staff, she couldn’t imagine leaving it behind now.
Letting out a soft sigh, she moved to take his hand in hers. “I think I know where they’re being held... I might be able to get them out.” She told him with a small frown. She still felt guilty about leaving them behind when the Younisian knights caught onto them. They were suppose to be her comrades, she didn’t want to leave them behind again now that she was given the chance to save them.
“We’ll have to split up again. I’ll get the knights and you get the staff.” She told him giving his hand a small squeeze. Penelope looked up to meet his gaze. She felt torn in two. She wanted to stay with Crow to make sure all went well but that didn’t seem possible now. “I’m sorry. I have to try though. I owe them that much."
She lowered her gaze as the guards left. I can’t let them be killed.. The knight thought about it for a moment and recalled the old, wooden door that she had spotted near the barracks. It might just be a cellar for weaponry, but there was a chance that it was a dungeon and where her two comrades were being held. Maybe there was something she could do about the situation after all. She turned to face Crow with a flame of determination in her green gaze. “Well, then I’ll just have to make sure that they aren’t here by tomorrow.” She declared stubbornly. Her determination faltered slightly as she realized what that meant. In order to get William and Abraxas out in time, she’d have to leave Crow to steal the staff alone. There was no way they could do both together after all and they had already come this far for the staff, she couldn’t imagine leaving it behind now.
Letting out a soft sigh, she moved to take his hand in hers. “I think I know where they’re being held... I might be able to get them out.” She told him with a small frown. She still felt guilty about leaving them behind when the Younisian knights caught onto them. They were suppose to be her comrades, she didn’t want to leave them behind again now that she was given the chance to save them.
“We’ll have to split up again. I’ll get the knights and you get the staff.” She told him giving his hand a small squeeze. Penelope looked up to meet his gaze. She felt torn in two. She wanted to stay with Crow to make sure all went well but that didn’t seem possible now. “I’m sorry. I have to try though. I owe them that much."
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