The Elderien Chronicles

The Deal with a king

Lavender.

That was the first thing she could smell as she slowly opened her eyes. She let out a slight groan as her head still ached from the impact. She hoped no one would hit her head again.

"Ahh!"

She exclaimed, grasping her head as she sat up. Her head was banging, like some drum had been placed inside it. She just kept on wincing until the headache began to subside.

But then, she noticed she was not in the goblin's tent anymore. The room she was in was well-lightened with a beautiful chandelier. It had elegant red curtains that brought out the beauty on the white walls. The ground was smooth and glistening. She could have sworn she was inside a castle

That was when she saw the silent ones. Two of them stood by the door and looked at her, or so she thought. They Just froze there like living statues. They were weird and creepy.

So as she stood up, she realized that she should be grateful for them. They saved her back at the goblin's tent. Otherwise, she might have become a meal