The Swordian Princess

~Kindle Joy Miller

I was tired and scared as I lay there with my little sister in my arms. We were in a dungeon of the great Swordians castle. We were from the little town of Daggerland and they just came through and took us all away. They burned down the houses and shops and my mom was in our house when they lit it on fire. Our dad died trying to protect us and now it was just me and my sister. I swear I would avenge my father’s death but he had always said revenge is the Lord’s. I loved my mom and dad very much but now I would never see them again and I was in a dungeon with my little sister on my knee.

She was only six and I told her I would take care of her. She was so frightened. If I lost her I would have nothing. I saw a tear roll down her face; I hugged her and told her it was going to be okay.
“It’s going to be all right, Lila,” I said trying to convince myself as well, “we’ll get out of here. Don’t worry.”

We were in that dungeon for almost three days with nothing but water but finally someone was unlocking our door. I got up and slowly walked to the door. It swung open and a man came in.
“Come,” He said, “Wake up your sister. The princess wants you.” I hurried over to Lila.
“Wake up! We’re going to get out of here!” I said. She got up confused. I picked her up and followed the man. He led us down a dark hallway with cell doors on all sides and then up a long staircase. I couldn’t believe the Swordian princess would want to see us. What did she want with us? I thought. I set my sister down so she could walk by herself.
“Matty,” she whispered, “what’s happening? Where are we going?”
“The princess wants us,” I told her. Lila got a big smile on her face. It was the first time I saw her smile sense we’ve been here. The man showed us into a waiting room. There were windows on one side of the room and beautiful red silk curtains.

“Wait here,” said the man then he turned around and went back the way we came from. I felt really out of place in my rags. There were silk and bright colors everywhere and I felt like dancing. The princess had given me and my sister hopes. I hugged Lila and she hugged me back.

A while later the man came back and told us to follow him again. We got up and followed him to a magnificent room with a loft and those same curtains everywhere. “Your majesty, here are the girls,” said the man then he bowed and left.
The princess came out of a back room wearing a gorgeous blue dress.
“I’m sorry, for all this rudeness,” she said,” I can’t believe my father would put little girls in the dungeon. Anyway come along; let’s get you out of those clothes."

We followed the princess back to where she came from and it was like a little dressing room. There were dresses of all sizes and all colors and styles. I was amazed and I couldn’t believe my eyes.
“Okay, then,” said the princess, “Who wants to go first?”
“I do your majesty!” said Lila. The princess smiled.
“You can just call me Abigail,” She said, “What’s your name? And what would you like to try on first?” I was still awe struck not knowing what to say. The princess was beautiful and we’ve worn rags our whole lives and suddenly she’s letting us wear her clothes! King Herald the third of the Swordians was the meanest king who ever lived and he always wanted world domination but is daughter was so nice.
“My name is Lila and I want to where that dress.” She pointed to a gorgeous pink dress that looked twice her size.
“Hmm,” said Abigail, “It looks a little to big but I guess we can try it.”
“Yes!” said Lila, “Come, help me, Matty!” I went over to her laughing. That is never going to fit her I thought. I helped her get off her rags and put the dress on.
“Yep, just as I suspected,” said Abigail, “Too big but I think I might have one in a smaller size. Let’s see…” She went over to the dresses that were hanging up.
“Yep, here it is!” said Abigail bringing it over. I took the big dress off Lila and helped her get the other one on.
“I love it!” she exclaimed.
“Okay,” said Abigail, “that will work. Now it’s your turn, Matty.”
I looked around at all the dresses. There was so many to choose from. Then I saw a beautiful purple dress with lots of thrills and big bow in the back. I ram over to it.
“I really like this one,” I told Abigail.
“Okay, let’s put it on then,” said Abigail. I got the dress down and put it on then I looked in the mirror.
“I look beautiful!” I exclaimed.
“You were always beautiful,” said Abigail, “Now let’s see dinner is in a couple hours so until then we can go on a stroll through the court yard.”

My sister and I followed the princess down some steps and through a large door. The court yard was beautiful and huge. There was a big fountain in the middle and little fountains everywhere. Flower beds and rose bushes lined the walls. There was a gazebo in one corner and a rocking bench in another.
“Wow!” I said, “This place is amazing!”
“Yes,” said Abigail, “This is where I always come to think and get away from everything.” She went and sat on the bench and I sat next to her while Lila explored. “So, where did you grow up?” asked Abigail, “Do you have any parents?”
“Not any more…” I trailed off and started to cry. Abigail put an arm around me and started to cry too. Right then Lila came over.
“Why are you both crying?” she asked, “You don’t need to cry because God is crying for you and He knows what you’re going through.” I looked at her in shock. That’s what my dad would tell us when ever we were upset about something or had gotten hurt. “Where did you learn that?” asked Abigail.
“That’s what my daddy always says,” said Lila, “God is looking out for us and we don’t have to worry.” Then she started to cry.” I miss my daddy,” she said with a sob and ran into Abigail’s arms. Abigail held her and tried to comfort her. “You know something, I lost my mother when I was very little,” said Abigail, “my dad killed her because she didn’t do something he wanted. I’ve hated my father ever since and I have rescued people from the dungeons and even from the guillotine. If my father ever found out I probably wouldn’t be here right now.”
We all hugged each other and sobbed. Abigail was a very brave person and I really looked up to her even though I just met her. I didn’t know what would become of us in the future but I knew Abigail would help us in whatever we tried to do. I had a new friend who would be there for me and my sister no matter what and I didn’t even have to ask. She would be there.