Kyra in Faith; Chap. 3

Kyra in Faith; Chapter 3; Faith

     My driver was confused when I wanted to get home so fast after I was just at the shop for only a few minutes.  But since I was the king’s daughter he didn’t argue.  I kept Edwin’s note in my pocket so nobody would find it. 

     I ran to my bedroom the moment we reached the castle.  I walked quickly, not stopping when people asked me why I was going so fast.  I closed my door and sat on my bed and stared at the ceiling to think.  Tonight, I was going to have to run away.  Edwin’s Palace was about two days travel on foot.  I sat up and looked out my window.  The sun was so close to the hilly horizon.  There was about two hours of day light left.  I grabbed my leather traveling bag.  I would need it to carry supplies on my journey.  I haven’t used the bag in over a year.  The last time I had actually picked it up was when my father and I had traveled to one of the neighboring kingdoms to talk about the economy.  I only came with him because he was hoping, again, that I would find a husband.  My thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked at my door.  I swiftly stuffed my bad under my mattress. 

“Come in”

It was Hattie

“You father requests you go down for dinner you majesty”

“Oh…Thank you Hattie.  I’ll be down there in a minute”

“Yes your majesty”

     She left.  Hattie was always loyal to me.  She never disobeyed anyone in a higher class, but sometimes I could swear that I saw her smirk as she left my room.   With her long charcoal black hair and pale ivory skin, she looked very intimidating at times.  I could tell that she sometimes didn’t like me, even thought I considered her one of my friends, but never as good as Charlie.  The thought of Charlie made me sad again. 

     At dinner I ate as much as I possible could.  I would have to find most of my food from the wild so this was just a precaution.  However, I did sneak a few food items into my pocket when no one was looking.  By the end of dinner I had an apple and a slice of bread in my pocket.  Another thought came into mind.  I slipped the sharpest knife into my pocket as well.  If any strangers came anywhere near me I would be prepared.  I finished my food and said goodnight to my father.  I told him I was tired from seeing the town and needed to get some sleep.  Thank God he believed me and I went up to my room to pack. 

     I wrapped the apple and bread into a small headscarf and placed it into the bag.  Then I took the knife and wrapped it in another scarf extra tight and placed it into the bag as well.  I looked in the bag.  There was room for about one think left.  I dug through one of my trunks until I found my old canteen.   I set the canteen on top of everything.   It was small so I also threw in 3 gold coins in case I needed to buy something.  I was almost set for escaping.  I sat the leather bag behind my mirror and sat on my bed.  I looked out my window.  The scenic view of the rolling hills was dark.  The sun had set and only a striking moon beam was lighting the sky.  Few stars were out but just enough to make a wish.  I stared up at the sky, wondering what gave them their radiance.   I thought of my wish. 

“Have faith in my Charlie.  That’s my only wish” I said in my head. 

It was a possible wish.  Not one that might not come true.  I wanted to wish for his safety but I could not promise myself that it would come true.  I wanted him to know I was coming for him.  That I loved him.  That he knew I would never marry anyone but him.  That he knew I wanted to live with him for the wrest of my life.  That I would trade my soul for his safety.  I knew he loved me. 

     I sat on my bed, cried, and waited for the longest hours to elapse.