Chapter 6

She was hungry and tired, she don’t even know where she was from her running just to get away from her kidnappers. Just now she noticed that she was in a small, old village in the middle of small forest. There is a small and rusty gate before you can finally enter the village. Small and entirely made of tagging material just to build a few houses.

There were a few children running around and playing near the peaks of the old trees, as she heard them laughing, little creatures that do not care about their status in life. One man was cutting wood while another woman was cooking a food on a pot.

She was still nervous, she looked around before entering the village gate, her foot is too sore due to running; she passed three houses when she came in when she heard a noise from the gate so she looked there.

Her eyes widened and the fear returned to her heart when she saw the kidnappers enter the village and she look around as if looking for something, ‘they’re looking for me,’ she thought.

“Oh my,” she whispered under her breath.

She doesn’t know where she going, she doesn’t know where she can hide, she was in a state of shocked.

“Pst!”

“Hey, come here!”

She glanced around at front of the house where she stopped, with a woman who was almost her ages at the door.

She waved her free hand to her as if she was welcoming to stranger’s house, “come on, and hurry!”

Germaine was hesitant to go but she had to escape them so she obeyed the ladies wish. When she approached the house, the young lady pulled her inside the house and immediately closed the door.

She was wearing a cloth over head like any other woman out there as if they were traditionally in the village wearing such clothes. She pressed her index finger between her lips as if wanted to say silence.

She felt someone pull her skirt so she looked down, she saw a girl who looked almost like who helped her to enter the house just to hide but in younger version. Next to the table she saw a smiling old lady sitting on the old rocking chair.

The house is very small but made from rocks, there is an old bed on the side, small table and sink at the end of the house but the house was clean and organizes.

The young woman came to her aid and held her hand, she was taken to a place where she did not know, they came out of a door near the kitchen, she thought they would come out but a room opened up to her, heaped upon them piles of old things, dusty and stinking inside, near the kitchen, she didn’t notice there was a door there.

The woman pushed her into the room, “hide here,” she said before dark in the room swallowed her up when she closed the door.

She was just standing in the dark when she heard a noise from outside in the living room.

Until she heard a series of noises of furniture in the living room, she covered her mouth with her hands to make no noise.

“Where is she?”

She heard the familiar voice from the living room, she was nervous that the woman who helped her would report her to the kidnappers.

“I didn’t know who you were looking for; you’re just messing around our house. Get out of here!”

There were even more noises outside before it were finally quiet, gradually a light came when someone opened the door, and she saw the girl standing in front of him outside the closet, smiling at her. It approached her, grabbed the edge of her robe and pulled her out.

“They are gone, they are gone,” the little girl giggled and then the kid pulled off her skirt when she was taken to the living room which is now messed because of kidnappers looking for her.

“Are you okay, young lady?” The old lady asked her, she doesn’t see the fear of the old lady because it seems like she’s so accustomed to even the two of them.

She nodded at once saying she was fine.

“That’s cool if you’re okay now, my name is Stella, this grandma Loli and this may little sister Kath,” the woman’s smile helped her as she introduced, “who are you?”

“Germaine…” Suddenly she stop for a second, she can’t decide for herself whether she would introduce her full name or would she say she was a princess or just name, she watched the three as if waiting for what she had to say next, “yeah, my name is Germaine.”

“Okay, nice to meet you Germaine, we are used to it, in their daily passing there is always a young ladies here who make them a slave like a slave for sale, you are one of the lucky survivors,” she said while as Stella individually repairs the spreading from the floors.

“Can you help me get back to my home?” She desperately asked Stella.

Stella stammered at her question and face me, “I’m sorry but I can’t help you especially if you want to go back of your place, we are poor, we don’t have money to lend to you, if you come from another state, it’s hard because I know, Avalon is very far from other kingdom.”

I was shocked when I heard what she said; I noticed Kath was playing with her old and dirty doll, before I returned my gaze to Stella.

“The help we make to people lie you is different,” Stella continued.

“What kind of help?” She was so desperate to go back to the palace, she felt it, she had no idea I knew what Stella would think of her.

“Okay, it’s still up to you to agree, I work in Avalon palace as a maid, we make a good daily income, I know a lot of people are needed now and a new assistant for the celebration of the crowning of the new king, maybe you can come in as helper too, work is easy, you can save money, and make sure you can leave and use the money for your journey.”

‘That was easy,’ I thought, ‘but how can I be a helper? She said it was easy job, should I accept it?’

“Do you want?” Stella asked so my thinking was cut off.

“Yes, I’m in.”