Lilly woke up to the sounds of urgent voices, and the yells of the battle masters, gathering the king’s armies.
“Princess Lillian, I have direct orders from the King for you,” Lilly slipped out of bed and opened her door. Standing there was a frightened looking maid. She was holding a piece of paper in one hand, and a silky bag in the other. She thrust them into Lilly’s arms.
“Good luck my lady,” Lilly watched as she ran down the hall, then closed her bedroom door. She looked at the paper the maid had handed her. The silvery moonlight flooded into the room, creating enough light to read.
Dearest Lillian,
The Immunjai are attacking, as I’m sure you already know. I want you to take Talia and run away from here. I will be sending my personal guard, Norris, to retrieve you once the battle is over. Travel safely. I love you, and hope to see you soon.
Loves from,
Father
Lilly folded the note up and put it on her nightstand. Then she opened the bag. In it was a pair of boy’s breeches, a cotton shirt, some sturdy shoes, some food, a pad of paper and a quill and some ink to write with, and some food. Lilly quickly put on the clothes
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