The witch queen sneered. "Tell me!" she yelled from a few feet away. Her long black hair swayed as she stepped forward. She nodded to the knight behind me. My head immediately plunged into cold water. My mouth opened attempting to breathe. I felt the back of my head held tightly by a fist. My arms reached out and touched the bottom of the large bucket. I pushed off of my hands and my head craned up for air. I coughed just as the knight ripped at my tunic and pushed me down into the water. I shook my head attempting to loosen the knights hold. I heard a low mumble and the knight pulled me out, his grip still tight. I coughed and sputtered water as the queen smiled down at me.
"Are you ready to talk now?" she grinned. I glared and spat at her feet.
"You'll never find the key." I whispered confidently, "I know of the tricks you play and I would rather die than give you more to fuel your twisted imagination."
"Kill you? No, you're going to have a long life. If you get sick, we'll heal you. If you get injured, we'll cure you. And then we'll continue torturing you. And this bucket of water? That's only the beginning. You saw what happened to the late Queen Kyraa and King Tobin." She laughed loudly, "Ah, such fun." She stepped forward and caressed my face. "No, brave knight you'll be cursed with longevity."
I turned my head to bite her and she pulled her hand away. "Rowin," She turned to the man behind me, "Where is it?"
"We know it's here, on this wing of the castle M'Lady." I froze. How would they know such a thing? They couldn't have known where the key was. Only Queen Kyraa had informed me. Unless...
"It's not here." I stated firmly looking into her eyes, black as coal. "They aren't even in the castle."
She laughed, "You're a liar" she looked out the open window, "and I’m not patient with liars. We know it's here. I can feel it's energy." She looked down at me again, the smile still prominent. "You know what I want, you know I won’t stop looking," she shook her head sympathetically, "why stand in my way?" this time I laughed,
"I don’t need to stand to be in your way," I glanced down at my knees and the ropes that held me on the ground in the first place. She glared and the knight dunked me into the cold water. This time I didn’t resist. I just held still. Counting the seconds in my head. The cold stung my cheeks and lips. My chest expanded with oxygen. I felt the knight let go of my tunic. He knew I wasn’t going to fight him for air. Then something penetrated my stomach. It felt like a fist, round and hard. My mouth opened in pain and the bubbles floated to the top, tickling my face as they went. Replacing it was water; it swam down my throat and started filling my lungs. I heaved and thrashed. The knight crushed my neck into the wooden edge of the bucket. It closed my windpipe causing me from breathing. My hands swung behind me as I grabbed his skin and dug my nails into him. He cried out and momentarily let go of me. I jerked my head back and faced the queen again.
"I really don't like the idea of putting you through this. Why do you force me to continue? I want to help you; but I can't until you tell me what I need to know. Then I can end this torturer and we can have things back to the way it was."
"Even you witch can't change that. You will be stopped. This country does not belong to you and it never will."
"This is your last chance knight" she said looking at me, more hostile this time. My countries golden crest beaming from my torso as I straitened my back; I wanted her to know that the emblem is what I would die for.
She snorted, "You think you will save your kingdom by doing this, you think you are brave. You are more foolish than brave." She stepped forward as light from dawn swept into the room and rested on her deep violet dress. She looked out and gasped. Out the window was the morning sun peeking over the mountains and just ahead was an army. She was too late. They were coming to stop her, and she had no where to hide. Her eyes widened as the realization hit her to.
"You’re out of time." I whispered. She grinned a final time. "As are you." Then my head plummeted into the water.
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