Run from Greenstone

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I never would have thought that I, Candice Panseire could actually run this far. Of course the pain in my back wasn't helping. And certainly the main guards of Yellowstone Patrol Society that were running after me aren't exactly important right? I mean, it's okay if I lose my legs... Right?
I ran and ran until the guards somehow sounded like they were getting closer and closer. The pain in my back was so terrible that my head was spinning... I could not run anymore. I couldn't take this anymore. The last thing I remember was collapsing on the ground where the giant leaves lied.

I woke up to the sound of rocks rhythmically thumping against something. I opened my eyes and looked around. The sunlight shone through the well polished windows of the wagon we sat in. The two guards that had been chasing me sat, sleeping in front of me. I tried to move my hands to my sides but they were obviously handcuffed. Shit, I thought. Then pain hit me in the back like a brick selected from the parks of Yellowstone, my home town. My back was throbbing from where my wings had been. The blood had dried up but it was so painfully sweet.

"Hey! Mind telling me which hellhole you're taking me to?" I asked kicking on of the guards awake.

"Huh... Whah?" He looked so confused... Which was kind of cute. Yeah, I have this thing for buff security guards.

"I asked you a damn question," I countered. He looked up at me and didn't seem to care about what I was saying.

"Roxin is tired from his consecutive night shifts, leave him alone. Flirt with me instead, little girl," the other guard jumped into the conversation like a jumping bean. "What's your name, girl?"

People had often told me in my life time that I have resting bitch face syndrome, so I took that as an advantage in this situation and said, "Honey, I'll act like a girl when I want to. But I don't think you'll ever be a man with that small ass dick of yours."

Roxin began coughing wildly but then it turned into a laugh. "DAMN, she got you good, Gus!"

Gus punched Roxin in the arm really hard as Roxin smacked him back.
"Sheesh what are y'all? Little kids?" I said, casually picking the lock on my handcuffs with my fingers.

"What's your name, girly?" Gus asked leaning in towards me a little too much.
I kicked him back to the ground where he belonged and said, "Its certainly not girly."

I could tell Roxin wasn't the perverted type of guy that Gus was. So I looked at Roxin and said cheerfully, "Hey, my name is Candice!" Roxin gave me a sweet smile and then began his interview as Gus still sat on the ground with a frown on his face. I stuck my tongue out at him and went back to conversing with Roxin.

"So you cut your wings off?" Roxin said reading the dozens of documents he had in his hands. "Why did you want to commit suicide?"

"I was a depressed chick and that's all there is to it," I said leaning back.

"Okay, but you cut them off knowing that it shortens the life span of a fairy by two fourths?"

"Obviously."

"Why?"

"Because my life was a piece of crap and I was dying so might as well stay dead!"

"Hey. That's zero self respect right there, don't do that. Now, I hope you know there's consequences to this?"

"Yeah whatever, they'll probably just slaughter me... Just like they did to the previous fairies who have done this."

"Not exactly. The elf council of Greenstone know who you are. You are Candice Panseire, heir to the Panseire noble family. Which means that there is still a punishment that is undecided for you."

"I'm not a princess who needs to be royally executed. What the hell?"

"No, but the thing is that you have a basic criminal record as a pick pocket and being held responsible for breaking the engagement you were in with the prince of Yellowstone. People have called you a disgrace to the Panseire family. Which means that only executing you wouldn't serve right."

"Damn, way to rub it in."

The carriage came to a stop and outside I saw the gates to Greenstone.



Author's note:
Breaking the engagement with a prince in the society of elves, nymphs, and fairies is highly disrespectful and is an act that is punishable.

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