It's 1451, a year where kings and queens still ruled the lands, wars and battles at every corner. Small villages were settled along the land close to the Kings castle. Villagers lived under the King. The King was a holy man, treating his villagers like actual people rather then dolls. Right now, France was still in war against the English. The villagers were desperate and poor. The English was starting to rule over the French land. The King was doing everything in his power to protect his villagers in France but all was failing.
A young woman hid in her closet of her home made of logs of wood and hay. She had the door closed and locked as she tried to steady her breathing. The English knights has attacked their village, murdering innocent people. Who knows they'll do next. So the girl stayed hidden and waited for the knights to drive out and leave. She had no idea they were going to attack.. She should of known earlier. She felt guilty but couldn't go outside just yet. She could hear screams from outside her home and she wanted so much to go out and save them. But what's one little girl against a large army of men? She looked around in her small closet then smelt something, something like burning wood from outside. She quickly but quietly opened the closet door and took a step out. She looked out a small window and saw that the English had started burning down homes. A bunch of homes to be exact. She cursed herself for not smelling anything before. She grabbed a small knife off of the counter before hurrying out her own home before they burn it down. She just looked like another villager woman, having a dirty old dress on and her hair down in a long braid down her back. She stuffed the knife in her shirt and ran away from her home, towards the crowd of people running away from the knights.
A young woman hid in her closet of her home made of logs of wood and hay. She had the door closed and locked as she tried to steady her breathing. The English knights has attacked their village, murdering innocent people. Who knows they'll do next. So the girl stayed hidden and waited for the knights to drive out and leave. She had no idea they were going to attack.. She should of known earlier. She felt guilty but couldn't go outside just yet. She could hear screams from outside her home and she wanted so much to go out and save them. But what's one little girl against a large army of men? She looked around in her small closet then smelt something, something like burning wood from outside. She quickly but quietly opened the closet door and took a step out. She looked out a small window and saw that the English had started burning down homes. A bunch of homes to be exact. She cursed herself for not smelling anything before. She grabbed a small knife off of the counter before hurrying out her own home before they burn it down. She just looked like another villager woman, having a dirty old dress on and her hair down in a long braid down her back. She stuffed the knife in her shirt and ran away from her home, towards the crowd of people running away from the knights.
Rosellia just finished throwing a torch at a small barn when she saw a villiger running the opposite way of the other villagers. Rose mumbles an excuse to her fellow gaurds, unschathes her ruby sword and sets off after the young maiden.
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