Rebels At Heart

😈REBELS AT HEART😈
😈STORY SUMMARY😈
Nestled between the homes and workshops of the fabled Evermere Village is the almighty Nevrakis castle, home of the noblest royals around. King Luther, the mastermind of the Fydorian region, rules with an iron hand, merciless and cruel to all. He has innumerable amounts of people working under him, slaves and servants tortured and ruined into undying obedience and loyalty. Blood and death is not an uncommon sight as Luther continously works to break the spirits of those who serve beneath his feet. But despite all of the hardships that they are forced to endure, there are whispers among the workers . . . whispers of a rebellion. The first rebellion in a century. Will it be the one that finally topples Luther from his throne?<tabber>
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😈CHAPTER 1😈
"Father! NO!"
Annabelle lets out a strangled cry as the tips of her fingers touch her father's for a fleeting heartbeat, then he is whisked away from her. She falls to her knees, a choked sob escaping her lips as she is forced to watch the deadly guillotine blade fall upon his exposed neck for what must have been the hundredth time that month. Then she is being roughly shaken, and her eyes fly open to see a familiar face staring down at her. Sadie.
Sadie's face is grim, her thin lips forced into a tight smile, and her usually bright amber eyes dim and sorrowful. She sits down on the thin mattress bed beside her sister, curling up into Annabelle's protective hug. "Oh Anna . . ." she whispers, her voice hardly more than a wretched murmur. "I-I'm scared. The sun hasn't even f-fully risen yet and already two people . . . two people . . . they're gone."
Annabelle stiffens. Two people. Gone before she had even woken up. Her heart seemed to crack a little more, as it did every time Sadie arrived to her with news of more deaths. She rests her chin on the top of her younger sister's head, stroking her sleek dark brown hair with a gentle hand. "Come on now," she says soothingly. "It's going to be okay . . . as long as we both follow the rules and keep doing our job, we'll be safe for a long time yet. I promise."
Sadie leans the side of her face lightly against Annabelle's chest. "Safe as in how Father was safe, but he actually wasn't? Because Luther t-took him, too?" Her voice starts quivering at the end, and she makes a sound, a sound so pitiful it would've brought anyone to tears.
Anyone except for King Luther, Annabelle thinks to herself. She doesn't say this aloud, for fear of damaging Sadie's sometimes sensitive personality. Instead, she tightens her grasp around her sister in a comforting embrace. "Father knew what he was getting himself into. We won't be like him. We'll be safe."
Although her voice is strong and confident, a tiny part of her whispers back, But what if . . . what if what he did was right?
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