Seeking - Nina

It was quiet in the hall. Not a single sound could be heard except for the sound of my footsteps. I knew what we were doing was wrong but we couldn't stop now. If we did, we die. No matter what I did I couldn't forget that I was harming the children of the only person who ever cared for me. The person who took me in and gave me a job after my parents died. I felt sick with my betrayal but what more could I do? I was betraying her children to protect them, right? Or was it because I have a slight jealously towards them. No. I push the thought out of my mind. I would never be jealous of sweet, sweet , shy Walter, and bold, brave Agnes. Never in my life.

I kept walking, creeping towards the bedroom. One step after the other, I suppressed the feeling to turn back. To turn back and run. To run and never ever come back.

My hand came up to the small, golden handle of the bedroom. 'I can do this, I must do this.' I look back at the three other maids. Their faces are horror stricken and pale with fear of what we're about to do. I push open the door.

Walter lays peacefully in his bed. His breaths lift the covers and drop them back down, in a soothing, calming way. I slip my hand into my purse and pull out a thin strip of white clothe. Here goes. Maura slips in next to me and so does Cleo. Sarah stays at the door, watching for any intruders. I step towards the sleeping boy first. I grab the prince round the mouth and tie the cloth tight, gagging him just a little. He wakes in shock. I roll him on his back and pin him down. Cleo bounds his hands as he continues to shake and recoil. Maura begins with his feet. I let go and the other two both pin him down. Walter struggles and squeals. Tears streak down his face. He looks helpless but I must not let that stop me. This is for my queen after all. I drag a sack up to the edge of the bed. Maura forces his legs to his chest as I pull the sack up. I tie the top, pulling it off the bed. It thuds to the ground. I run to the window and open it. Bang! Someone hurling at the door. My breath catches in my lungs. Cleo and Sarah lunge for the bathroom, hiding in the overhead cabinet. Maura runs into the closet and slips behind the clothes. I stand paralyzed. I look out the window. I have to jump. Bang! Bang! Bang! Guards swarm the room. The guards run towards me on all angles. I drop the sack. One guards steps forward. He pulls my hands behind my back and unmasks me. No! Another opens the sac and out pours the prince, bound and bloody. That's the last thing a see before I'm escorted away, down to the cold, dark dungeons of the palace.