My legs begin to tire as I run through the servants' hall; this was the fastest way to escape the palace. Warily I enter the dining hall, making sure no one was around. The total destruction and chaos of the once charming castle had now ruined the castle's heavenly image with dead bodies and splattered blood, it was stomach-churning. Their frigid, stiff body and fearful expressions fill me with a feeling of trepidation. Passing through the garden house, I finally reach the garth, it was surrounded by cloisters, but I knew a passageway or two leading to the servants' doorway. The area was filled with flowers of all sorts, her lady enjoyed reading books and sipping tea out here. My eyes tear at the thought of her body, frigid and still; she was like a sister to me, I had been working with her since we were just 13. I picked her wedding dress, shared my deepest secrets with her, even picked a name for her future child. That's when I realize, I vowed as her caretaker and friend to pledge undying loyalty and faith, and I would be damned if I would just move on and forget about her. I- mid-thought I spot something. But what was it? A soldier, out here? No, that was royalty, alive! I think to myself: perhaps they could lead me to her lady. I walk up to the lying form, if I hadn't looked carefully I would've thought they were dead. "Hello, are you alri-" Wait...
"My lady!"