Posted in Posted by J. M. Barrie

    This is the end of the first chapter.

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    Pale and shaky, Revon arrived in the courtyard with Corlin, and was greeted by Rhondran’s angry, impatient face.

    “Where have you been to; you’ve been gone for an hour!”

    The Prince stammered out, “I---I---we were going---”

    “I went to the courtyard and you were gone, and you can only imagine what thoughts were racing through my head. You gone at night with--- with Corlin!”

    “I apologize, sire,” said Corlin, holding one hand behind his back, “I didn’t mean to cause any…”

    “I can’t believe you helped him, what were you thinking?”

    Corlin started, “I was trying to---”

    “It doesn’t matter what you were trying to do,” he interrupted once again.

    “Excuse me, I have to go,” the Prince breathed.

    “No, you are staying here. And why are you shaking so much?”

    Revon began to say, “Please just let me go back inside,” but he was unable to finish before he hit the ground in a faint.

    Rhondran shouted, “Revon, are you alright?” and Corlin shook his head and sighed. Forgetting his anger, he tried to lift his half-brother to his feet, and once his eyes were open, he said to him, “What’s wrong?”

    Corlin cut in, “Perhaps you should go in.”

    The poor Prince staggered towards the entrance of the courtyard, and after tripping once or twice, was back inside.

    Corlin held his breath, waiting for Revon to be far away enough as to not hear what he was saying, and then began to tell the King of what had happened there at the tent, and how all were in danger.

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    ~J.M. Barrie

    P.S. I apologize for what happened in my last post. I don't like to write like that, but that DREADFUL scene was vital to the story. It never ever ever gets darker, scarier, or anything worse than that. I don't like things like that at all, but you must understand it was important so I could introduce the main conflict.