16. Can it be real?
I couldn't believe all of this was happening to me. This had to be a complete dream.
'Who are you?' the King asked me. My breath shook as my nervousness shakes.
'I um.. my name is..' I start before the grand doors open up, filling the hall with a racket that makes me jump. I turn to see two uniformed guards dragging a prisoner in black up towards us on the podium, with a hood hanging over. Obscuring his face. Shackles imprison his hands and feet as he is slumped up onto the floor in front of the king next to me.
'Here he is sir,' A guard gruffly announced. The person in black groaned slightly as the guard ripped back the hood to reveal his face.
'Good, thank you Percival,' the King replied. His face becoming more serious as the situation brews. I take a deep breath as a feel the prisoner shift beside my feet.
'Why did you bring her here? To our world,' the King asks him. The prisoner says nothing. A guard hits him with a staff resulted in a painful gasp. I fidget as I realise how serious the situation is getting.
'I was paid.. to,' he coughed out. My spine was swept with cold air as I realised that all of this was for a reason. But why am I here?