What Have I Done?! (Cenred) Aug 22, 2012 5:07:54 GMT -5
Post by Yassia Dyfrène de Ailantha on Aug 22, 2012 5:07:54 GMT -5
She didn’t know what was going on. All she knew was that this was not right. Not right at all. Just two hours ago, she had been walking unknown woods supposedly on her way towards Camelot, and then suddenly there had been these men breaking from the underbrush, seizing her almost without a word. First she had thought them to be bandits, but they were no savages, however brutal they acted. No, their weapon were good, and they had horses, behind them had to stand a mighty master. That had eased her panic a little, as at first she had been strongly reminded of what had happened to her mother and brother, being slaughtered by mercenaries because of their obvious wealth. Yassia didn’t look wealthy at all, and those men looked soldiers commanded by some master. It just didn’t make any sense!
Or it DID make sense, but the sheer thought was so dreadful she put it away immediately in a far corner of her mind. She was so close to her destination, she could not be seized by her uncle’s long arm, reaching all the way across the continent and over the channel! It simply was ridiculous! Some terrible misunderstanding, that was all!
They had cast her over a horseback like a sack of flour, without any dignity at all. She didn’t look the princess part and therefore couldn’t expect such treatment, but this was working against all conventions of hospitality. She didn’t even know what she had done wrong, for crying out loud! And as she had been gagged and blindfolded, she neither could protest, nor actually say where they were headed.
She only could trust her hearing, and after two hours of the dull thumping of horsehooves on either grass or leafy ground, she suddenly was aware of crossing wood, and then the distinctive clacking of iron horsehoes on stone, echoing from some surroundings. A courtyard? Then Yassia had been dragged up stairs, always stumbling and roughly being jostled, and then, finally, she had been cast on the ground. It hurt as her knees scraped over straw covered stone, and she gasped and coughed as the gag reminded her annoyingly that sounds were forsaken to her.
Then… nothing. For a few moments no one spoke and she just heared moving around the room. Defiantly the princess lifted her head, as if she could see through the rag covering her eyes, staring forward.
Timeline: s2 - s3 gap
Time of Day: midday-afternoon-ish? ^^