chapter 9
Taylor pov
I woke up in a cell. There was no bed just the floor and a sink. I tried getting up from the floor but my legs buckled and I fell on the floor, so I had to hold onto the wall to get to the sink. Once I got to it, I could stand. I cut on the water hoping it would come out of the fauset, it was barely coming out. I used as much as I could to try and clean my face and hands from the blood that was coated all over me. It was no use since I didn't have any soap, but I did get some off of me, I sat back down on the floor with my knees up to my chest and my head on my knees. I heard the doors to the dungeon open and closed. I heard footsteps walking down the stairs. I wondered who it could be this time. First it was Tabby laughing at me, saying that I was going to die and she would finally be queen, no one would ever miss me. that she knew i was evil all along, then there were several others coming and bashing me calling me names, i finally passed out when one of them tossed a rock at my head. it didn’t hurt i just wanted them to leave. I wanted this over with and for everyone to leave me alone. and just let me rot in here by myself, I felt someone standing there staring at me. I looked up at whoever it was and realized it was Callahan. He stood there looking at me. I could tell he was unsure on what to do. Then he tossed something to me through the bars.
“Put that on, make sure you are cleaned up for tomorrow, you will be taken to the courtyard tomorrow for your trail,”
“I don’t have soap, I can't get this off of me, Callahan.” He tossed something to me, then said,
“You should have thought about that before you killed my father, I honestly thought we were friends, maybe something will come out of it. But instead you killed him you killed your king, What has he ever done to you but love you like his very own child,” This is my chance to tell him what he said before he died, i had to hurry because if i dont he would walk away, i didn't know how to state it, So i just blurted it out,
‘He told me before he died to give you a message, he told me to tell you that he loves his family, now if i killed him, do you think he would have told me that? When I got there there were rogues everywhere, they were killing the guards and warriors, they were too strong, I tried to fight them off the best I could, but they got to the king when I was fighting the others, I killed the three that killed him.” I couldn't finished my story, he began to yell at me,
“STOP THE LIES, HOW DARE YOU LIE TO ME! YOUR KING! SHUT UP TAYLOR, JUST SHUT THE H3LL UP,” He turned his back to me, and spoke in a softer voice,
“The guards will be here in the morning to take you to the whipping post, make sure you're clean of my fathers blood, if you try to escape, we will find you and kill you without mercy, is that clear,” he hurried out of the dungeon. I screamed out at him before the door shut .
" I DIDN'T DO THIS CALLAHAN, I ONLY TRIED TO SAVE HIM I DID NOT KILL HIM!!” The door slammed shut, I knew he was hurt, I only wish I knew who this female cat was that was smirking at me when I killed the three that killed the king, they all rushed off taking their dead with them. like nothing really happened with them. The only ones that were left were the dead bodies of the kings in his guards and warriors. I didn’t understand how hard it was for them to believe me. Would I really do this to them? no i wouldn't. I was a warrior for crying out loud, one of the best ones, I would never betray the kingdom. later that night one of the guards came into the dungeon shoving a bowl and a cut into the cell,
“Before I give you this, I need to know one thing Taylor, Why did you do it? He was good to everyone, he loved everyone, why would you kill him.” sighing I said the same thing like i've been saying since i been in here tonight,
“I didn’t Michael, I was out for a run, Kimmie smelled blood when I got there, there were rogues everywhere fighting, they killed most of the guards and warriors, I went to try and help but they got to the king, I ripped their throats out. i swear i did not kill the king Michael” He shook his head shoving the bowl of food and cup through the bars, The king wants you to have your strength tomorrow, so eat up, Before he left i had to ask him,
“You do believe me Micheal, don't you? i had the tiniest hope that someone would believe me, He turned to look at me right in my eyes, he had so much hatred in his eyes toward me, I watched his hands balled into fist,
“I wish i could believe you Taylor, you was one of the top warriors, I loved you like a sister, i wish i could believe you, but you have his blood all over you, i don't know if i can even believe anything that comes out of your mouth,”
“I didn't do this Michael,” Shaking his head he left me with tears falling from my face, i heard the door shut for the last time until the morning, I didn't get any sleep i kept having nightmares about the king, his last words to me was tell my family i loved them. I saw the female cat in my dreams laughing at me, she looked so beautiful, she looked like the queens cat with a little white on the tip of her tail, her eyes where a dark green, she looked so familiar, i couldn’t put my finger on it, morning came all to soon, Michael came in with some eggs and grits for me to eat, he told me to eat, he stood there watching me until i was done, i pushed it back toward him since my hands at feet were in chains now, i could barely move so i pushed it toward him, he took it shutting the door,
“The others should be here soon to take you to the courtyard, I won't be there to watch. I have other means to deal with right now.” I watched his face, something told me that he wanted to believe me, he just wasn't so sure right now, he left me sitting there waiting for the others to come get me, I got off the floor went to the sink where the broken mirror was there above the sink, what i could see of myself, i looked rough, i still had some blood on my face, so i took the tiny soap that was given to me and tried over and over again to wash it off, i wasn’t sure if i got it all off or not, but it doesn’t matter anymore, i heard them coming, they were marching down the cell steps, i was ready for whatever that was going to happen to me,