Keira's Pov
I keep my eyes on the guards as they approach our coachman. I notice a folded parchment in one of the guards hands.
"I am taking our best warrior to the great place for the tournament. We harbor no ill intensions for your kingdom." The coachman says.
"That's fine. What we are in fact looking for is this woman." The guard with the parchment responds, unfolding it.
There is an ugly drawing of the old me on the white paper, a sad-looking girl with short hair and chubby face.
Huge, bold letters spell the word 'WANTED' at the top end of the parchment while a staggering reward of two thousand gold coins is clearly written at the lower end of the parchment.
My heart races. The angel kings are still searching for me and offering an incredible reward of two thousand gold coins
