Thread: In a Kingdom of Unrest [Seraphina X Just Another King]

Clara couldn't believe it for a moment. Kaden was really going to let her go? It almost seemed to easy. She smiled, There won't be any trouble... She insisted with a roll of her eyes. Last time I checked the fish don't jump out of the river and start fights with passing strangers... With a silent victory dance going off in her head, she watched her guard head into the tavern, waving to him as he looked over his shoulder. She heard him shout for a drink and that was when she quickly made her way off to the river. At least that part was true. She really was going to the river, but her motives for getting him off her back were entirely different. Clara looked both ways as she emerged onto the river bank. It was empty for the time being, but she knew the families who huddled together for warmth in the evenings would arrive soon. Turning on her heel she followed the river bank to a small grouping of trees and a run down set of stables. She had arranged for the food and provisions to be left behind stables, but as she slipped quietly behind them, she noticed that they weren't there. What the heck.... She murmured, her brows furrowed as she started to search the tree line for everything. She didn't see anything. Had someone already come and stolen it? While she lost herself to the possibilities, she heard the crack of a twig in the area. Clara jumped, looking over her shoulder to look for the source of the sound. Seeing nothing, and assuming it had been a squirrel, she turned to round the other side of the stables. They were rather old, and the roofing was starting to crumble in, but it was possible that the provisions had been placed inside the dilapidated building. With a sigh, she pushed through the door, the creaking sound loud in the silence of night. There they are.. She murmured. Clara started to pull the bags out, about six in total, and place them where she had planned to have them originally, an easy to find area for the families on the bank. After she pulled the final bag out, she went back inside to double check that she wasn't leaving anything behind. Satisfied that all was well, she turned to leave, but at the same moment part of the roof started to cave in. A startled cry escaped her as she stumbled out of the way. Clara tripped, skinning her knee on an old wagon wheel and falling on her hands. She covered her neck and head as pieces of wood came raining down around her. Luckily it hadn't been a huge cave in. She waited until everything was quiet before she started to stand up, flinching when she noticed her knee was bleeding and her pants had been ripped. A nail on the wagon wheel had caught her. Oops... The Princess mumbled, bending her knee and scowling at the sting. She was filthy, dust and dirt from the cave in having covered her from head to toe. Other than her knee she remained mostly unscathed from the accident. Not wanting to waste anymore time she left the stables quickly, following the river bank back to where the homeless families usually made camp. One family had returned from their day in the city and she smiled, pulling them aside to talk in a soft whisper. She explained that she had hidden several bags of food down the river for them. It was something she did when she could, so they were familiar with the location and wouldn't need her help. Before she left she made sure to warn them not to go into the stables. Only behind. By the time she arrived back where she had actually told Kaden she'd be, she realized he would not believe she sat on the bank as she'd said she would. She wondered if she'd get lectured for her appearance. Deciding she did actually want a moment of peace, she did sit down on the edge of the river, choosing to examine her bleeding knee.