Guards, slaves, and cooks ran around the castle everywhere gathering any items they can. How could one threat cause so much panic, chaos? They can’t really harm us. Can they? That’s at least what Zoe thought as everyone in the castle was ordered around and gathered our supplies. Not in a thousand years did she ever think they were going to leave the castle. The kingdom she grew up in, where her mother made a family, where she made friends. But now they're moving, just like that. No fighting at all, isn't that what was supposed to do though? Protect our kingdom, and help it thrive?
Zoe mother stood by the stars to the main floor. Her belly which grew ever so big didn’t help in the slightest bit of the crowd. Her father stood beside her gliding her down the steps.
“clear a path,” the king said, “come on people, there is a pregnant woman here.”
He always seemed so in charge, to into things, and mean. You can’t forget the “mean” part. At least that was her opinion.
“Majesty,” she said walking up to him and her mother.
“I can help mother the rest of the way.”
Her father looked at her with a proud smile, “thank you, Zoey.”
He let go of her hand and kissed her mother on the cheek.
“I’ll meet you in the carriage Alivia” he pulled away nodding at his daughter then ran off.
Zoe helped her mother the rest of the way to the carriage. When they got there, Seward was waiting by the door.
“Hello princess,” he said, then he turned to Alivia “good morning, my queen.”
He bowed and took her hand helping her up the steep. Zoe waited and watched, her eyes moving over the slight designs of the carriage.
“Seward?” her mother said, “could you fetch Thrin? I want her to ride with us in case something happens to the baby.”
Seward nodding his head, and bowed once again “of course.”
Zoe watched him walking away awkwardly, “Umm” she started.
Alivia looked at her with a face saying what it is? “ I forgot one thing, I’ll be right back.”
Zoe disappeared back into the heated castle, leaving her behind.