RYAN
“What do you mean you won’t allow me to leave. Did my mum put you up to this?” I asked her completely angry
“I am sorry your highness but it’s for your safety, if you go back you would be killed,” she said
“Killed by who?”
“Your dad, I was told to do everything possible not to allow you to return back to the castle, it’s an order I can’t refuse or decline.”
“You must be joking, I don’t have time for these jokes. My mum was sad when I left her, I have to return back to her to check what’s wrong and why she was sad. You can’t keep me here”
“I am sorry your highness but you can’t leave,” she said apologising to me “phasmatos veras nos ex malom. Terra mora vantis quo incandis per vasa quo errum signos” she chanted a spell sealing the both of us in the room. I was trapped with her, n
