Yes, Master?
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Thread Topic: Yes, Master?
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The guards looked at each other before they looked back at her and briefly apologized and bent over to pick him up, "Miss... We have to take him to the prison cells." One of them said awkwardly
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"Why are you taking this innocent young man to the prison cell?!" She yelled angrily as she stood, crossing her arms.
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The guard looked a little taken back by the question, "Your fathers orders, miss... I don't believe I'm suppose to tell you." He said.
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Rachelle's eyes widened. "I should have known..." she glared darkly at the guards. "Do not expect to get off easily." She hissed before running to the throne room. She was beyond angry, and was ready to kill. How dare her father order an innocent into the dungeon.
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The guards looked at each other and shrugged and picked up Killian and brought him to the prison cells and tossed him in one. They locked it then left.
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Rachelle argued with her father for a bit. Let's just say there were things said.... she stormed to the dungeon and pushed a guard against the wall. "Where is he?!"
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The guard was startled the princess. He pointed down the hall towards the cell he was in.
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Rachelle released him and hurried toward the cell, having secretly grabbed the keys from his waist. She peeked in each cell, biting her cheek nervously. She finally spotted him and began to unlock the door.
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Killian laid limp in the cell not aware of anything around him.
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Rachelle rushed into the cell, kneeling beside him with concern in her deep chocolate eyes. She gently placed a hand on his shoulder, trembling.
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Killian groaned quietly and rolled towards her he loosely gripped on to the bottom of her dress.
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Rachelle frowned deeply. "Killian, I'm so sorry... I'll get you out of here, no matter what...." She whispered gently, carefully shifting his hair out of his face.
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Killian shifted lightly and groaned he moves closer to her, "My head hurts." He complained quietly.
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Rachelle sighed as she kneeled on the dirty floor. "I would imagine... you took a nasty blow to the head..." She murmured, carefully placing his head in her lap as she examined the bloodied cloth. She sighed and carefully took it off, ripping off more of her skirt and wrapping it snugly around the wound.
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Killian flinched away from her, "Stop, you're hurting me!" He whined quietly , he huffed quietly and tried to move away from her.
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