Planning Escape

Ersa rode Storm, the black horse, like a whirling wind before any soldiers of King Othello found her fleeing from the castle.

Storm moved his legs so fast, he had been trained to dance with the wind, the path seemed be blown by his speedy pace, blew the dust and the dead leaves as it was so powerful determined heading to the place where Celestine told Ersa…The Squad’s headquarter.

At the moment, Ersa left the castle, Celestine was wandering around under her thick mantle, to take a deep look around the huge building where she was living with some of the kingdom staffs, they were loyal noble family members and the servants who gave their whole time for the sake of kingdom.

She saw there was indifferent chunk of the people disguise. They looked at her as the same person before the rumors spread along the kingdom.

“Weren’t you afraid of me?” She stopped in the front of a door room where a small family were living.

The head of the family used to be a good merchant before King Othel