The Seven Princes and The Wild card

Description

A former slave child is finally set free after many years of captivity. Her new life consists of being a gypsie and seven mysterious boys. Is love in the air for the fair girl? Or will tragedy strike again?

Foreword

 My name is Lyza Terror. Or so people call me. I'm jus a simple girl who was stolen from Southern Europe. Today, I'm being brought into the town square. The guy who owns me, can't take care of me no more. So, his men are setting me free. As soon as they break the chains, I instantly dash through the huge crowd. The broken chains weigh me down. Unkind faces dot the crowd. I dart down an alleyway. Running straight into a brightly dressed woman. Looking up, I spot her dazzling silver tiara.

My jaw drops. She says "Be careful little one. I wouldn't want to damage you." I nod. Moving past her, I almost run head-first into a boy. As i look up at this unfamiliar face, his brown eyes catch me off guard. I duck my head. He says 'What's with the chains?" I quietly move past him and quickly dash down the opposite alleyway. I sit and look hard at the locks, then proceed to pick them. Fail.

I sigh. A boy says "Do you need help?" I no. He, then, proceeds to pick the locks. Success. I Sigh in relief as the fall with a satisfying thud in a pile. The boy says "They let you go?" I nod "Yes, I'm glad too." He smiles. I rub my wrists. He says " I never thought I'd see this place go down hill like this."

We watch the people walk by. A small argument breaks out. I sigh "Since I've been here,this is all i see. You don't belong out here, do you?" "What makes you think that?" I say "Well, your hair is well kept, you face is clean, those look like new clothes." "The truth? Honestly, I haven't been in this place since I was a baby.Since i saw you last." I say "Probably the day I was sold here." He nods "Probably. It still sickens me to my stomach." "I know. It does everybody." A voice shouts "Yoongi!!"

The boy says "Well, I should go. Good luck with staying alive." I chuckle "Thanks" He disappears. Is this strange or what? My chest feels funny. My pulse is racing. My heart feels like it might pound out of my chest. I smile. Hopefully, I'll see him again. I sigh. An elderly woman says "Do you need a palace to stay?" I nod "Yes, Yes i do." She motions for me to come inside

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