Chapter Two
Alexander
I glared across the battlefield. I could see my opponent. I
snarled the name: Poppy. I never wanted to fight but Poppy decided to ignore my
answer. I did not want to surrender and be a coward! I would fight. But for
what? Poppy never told me what he wanted to fight over. Then I saw her. Oh, she
was so pretty. I did not know what made Abigail come out on to the battle
field, but what ever made her do it gave Poppy the upper hand. He jabbed his
sword into my forehead. Blood streamed down from my forehead. I clutched at my
forehead and stumbled away. The pain was unbearable. I could not stand it. Oh,
how my forehead hurt. One of my men helped me back towards the edge of the
battle field. My healer dragged me into his tent, and started to put water on
my wound to clear the blood away. I moaned in pain. One of my soldiers guarded the
entrance. “Let us pass.” An angry voice said, and Abigail came running inside.
She kneeled down right next to me. She stroked my hair, and whispered my name. “Abigail?”
I could not say any more. “Oh, Alexander. Will you ever stop loving me?”
Abigail whispered, with a smile. I shook my head. Abigail took my hand and
kissed it. “I love you.” She said.
What drama! And romance! And bloodshed!!
2 comments:
Yes! What drama! What romance! What bloodshed! What a writer!
Lol! Oh my gosh, that's so awesome. She is so talented!
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