Behind The Castle's
**ALBANY CASTLE**
The girl sped her horse quickly. His eyesight was occasionally blurry due to the tears that filled the eyes. His body feels weak. Occasional stuffing and pleading rang out as his feet incessantly hit the horse's belly. His heart was beating fast, with his mind constantly drifting towards the destination he wanted to immediately go to with all his abilities.
"I beg God. please...."
When the building begins to be seen. His cries, moans, cries and pleas were again heard filled with anxiety. At times his head turned back to look at the other three horses that were accompanying and escorting his journey.
He kept pushing his horse as fast as he could. Anxiety made his heart beat faster even more, when his horse had entered the castle grounds.
The girl widened her gaze and instantly caught a magnificent horse carriage with a sword emblem on the flank of two serpent heads that she was very familiar with. Returning to widen his gaze, there, to the right of the front door of the Castle there were several large black horses parked in the front yard of the entrance, accompanying the magnificent horse carriage.
Quickly and as strong as he could, the girl's hand pulled the reins to stop the horse's pace. The horse's legs immediately swooped high with the frail sound of the horse. Fidgeting amidst all the thoughts and feelings, without being able to notice anything, and without being able to think of anything else, the girl immediately jumped off the horse's back.
His agitated and disorganized steps made his feet immediately kiss the cement floor violently. With all the raging feeling in his chest, the pain and soreness from his injured knee did not stop his steps. In fact, the girl could not feel any pain on her body.
BRAAAKKK!!!
His feet kicked violently at the castle's main large door. With a slight limp, the girl widened her gaze to assess all the damage that greeted her.
All the furniture broke and floated up. Several lifeless bodies of bodyguards and servants were lying with pooled blood coloring the white marble floor.
His eyes that immediately caught all the events made his sobs even more so. Still with his injured and limped leg, he ran towards the direction of the stairs. On the stairs, show a view that you're no different.
It is full of chaos and destruction.
The blue carpet that became the base has been mixed with red and inundated with red. In fact, there are also several bodies lying on the sides of the stairs. The sight there again made the girl choked without being able to scream in fear because of what her heart was afraid of, more than what she saw in her eyes.
Running as fast as she could, the girl headed for the family door that was wide open. Following the will of his heart, his mouth immediately shouted.
"Mother!! Daddy!!"
When his body had reached the door and the direction of view could already catch the scene in the room, his body immediately stared and froze. By exerting all of her remaining strength, the girl tried to step in as her gaze caught the sight that instantly made her heart seem to stop.
"Dad... Mum..."
"Oh. You're finally Victoria." The heavy voice of a man greeted his arrival. A large, well-built body clad in armor was standing in front of his mother and father kneeling in a weeping voice that welcomed his arrival.
"Don't....."
Hearing the shrill voice of the girl's plea, the man who was brandishing sword eyes to his mother's neck laughed coldly creepily.
"You're almost too late, Victoria." That girl, Victoria. Trying to strengthen his trembling body to walk closer. The tail of his eyes glanced at the several men in armor who immediately moved as his feet tried to approach his father and mother.
"Don't come here, Vic!!!!" Her father's warning screams made Victoria's footsteps stop immediately. The girl raised her gaze to stare at the man who was smiling horribly with an unmoving hand, continuously pressing the tip of the sword on his mother's neck.
Butbut wait...
"Where's my brother?!" Victoria stared intently at the man in front of her with a reddened face holding back her anger and fear.
The man only replied with a creepy grin.
"This is your brother." Another sound from the side, made Victoria's head turn in the direction of the sound. There were two men in armor dragging the body of a girl who was drooping unconscious in a ruined dress. In fact, half of the girl's body was already not covered.
Victoria rounded her eyes, her heart breaking down along with tears falling more and more. "No!! Charlotte!!"
Victoria's feet ran, about to clutch her brother's body. But, someone immediately caught up and held his hand very firmly. His body was struggling strongly to break away. And all the resistance is getting less and less when someone else is holding onto his shoulder. His mother's sobs were getting stronger, the laughter of the man who was still brandishing the tip of the sword was getting jarring with each other with the sound of crying.
After being satisfied with laughter, the man refocused his gaze on the two middle-aged people who were mingling before his feet. "Just Victoria, your sister's over now, just focus on your parents."
Victoria groaned bitterly at the state of her sister. The pain in his chest was very stifling. Victoria dropped her body which no longer had power. With her lips still sobbing, she looked at the man standing in front of her parents. Wanting to take out all the swearing and swearing from his heart but, had not had time for Victoria to take out his thoughts, the man's hand had already moved.
SRAAAT!!!
"MOM!!!!!!!"
"EMY!!!!"
The sword in the man's hand quickly cut his mother's throat. Blood floated scattered to color the face of his father who had paled with wide eyes.
Once again Victoria would open her mouth to get her thoughts out but, uh,
!!SRAAAKK!!!
Very quickly, the sword moved again and cut his father's throat.
Victoria screamed as she ran towards the two bodies that were immediately lying on the floor with blood rushing from their necks.
The man's laughter sounded again.
The man's legs began to move, moving away from the pool of blood to walk towards the oversized chair that Victoria's father used to sit on. The man's hand felt the intricate carvings on the head of the chair until he landed his buttocks on the chair casually. It was as if he wanted to enjoy the scene of the chaos he created.
"Mothers... Father.. please.. please... please do not.... no... don't... please.... please..." Victoria's tiny hands were trying to squeeze the necks of her mother and father. I wish the blood would stop flowing there. With the direction of view that has been blurry because of the puddle of tears, Victoria still continues to look at the faces of her parents. Her grief-stricken groan kept begging her mother to answer her call but, there was no answer from her mother's eyes that had closed tightly.
Victoria clasped her father's hand trying to reach his face. His father's mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something. But, there was no sound heard from the already cut throat. Until the hand weakened, and her father's final smile, shut all hope of Victoria.
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Greetings to all of you....
