The Ancient Curse (Cecillia's Point Of Views)

After my second refusal, the man stopped talking to me. Until we finally arrived at the entrance of the forest. I felt a little confused because I didn't hear the voices of the maids or guards who usually looked for me, even though I came home very late. Where were the ladies-in-waiting? Did the war take my other friends again?

No, that couldn't happen. I would forbid them to join the war!

Due to nervousness and panic, I couldn't remember the last number I had counted. It was okay. It wasn't a big problem for me. As long as I was out of the forest, there would always be a castle guard who would help me get back to the castle.

But when I stepped forward, I heard a very unfamiliar crowd. The voices of the men there didn't seem like the voices of the castle guards I knew.

I wanted to call the name of the castle guard I knew, but before I could call out to him, a hand grabbed mine violently.

"Who are you!?" the man asked harshly.