Draya looked out through the trees to her castle. She had been in hiding ever since the rebellion had started. Her father had sent her to a place where Bishop Fenson couldn't find her. He had wanted to kill her. She was the heir to the throne. Shortly after she had been sent away, she heard the news that this bishop had killed her father because he felt he wasn't being given the respect that was needed by someone of his status. The months had been long and hard and she had waited, making plans.

Now was her chance. Draya could finally claim the throne, but first had to unseat the bishop. In the hysteria, he had named himself king. She snuck up to the back door of the castle and quickly into the throne room. There he was.

"Fenson, I've come for what's mine." She stated briefly, looking him in the eyes.

"Oh really. Well, Princess, that will never happen." He said, standing and unsheathing his sword. He charged at her. She was faster than he and quickly side stepped him. She turned around and took the dagger she had been hiding and stabbed it into his heart. She watched this heartless man fall lifeless to the floor.


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fiction fantasy


lifeless heartless


Prompt (write a story including these elements)

hero A shadowy princess
villain A brooding bishop
goal Claim the throne
Prompt suggested by Gone Awry


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