I heard something… or was it someone. A rope was lowered down in front of me. A dark hooded figure came down from above. He motioned for me to be silent. He reached for his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He unlocked my chains. I rubbed my wrists. My hands turned back into their normal color. I looked up at my liberator.
“Who are you? Are you friend of the true King or not?” I asked in a hushed voice.
“Don’t worry, I am a friend. I am loyal to the true King. Come with me, and I will help you save our King.” He answered.
I nodded. He handed me a cloak and motioned me to follow him. We used the rope to climb out of the dungeon. Surprisingly, nobody stopped us. I put on the cloak as I followed him through a mysterious corridor. I felt weak. I hadn’t eaten in a week. We stopped.
My mysterious friend tapped on the wall three times. Suddenly the wall slid to one side and another passageway opened up. I followed him in. After we went in the wall instantaneously closed behind us. We briskly walked toward the end of the passageway.
I could barely see a light at the end of the tunnel. As we walked further, I could see the light more clearly. When we got to the end, I realized the light was from a lantern, to help people see that there was stairs. I carefully followed as we walked down the spiral stairs.
As we got to the bottom I could hear people. They were talking. We finally got to our destination. The room was filled with officials, noblemen, peasants, and every rank in between. Nobody noticed us. Everything was centered around someone who was sitting in the middle. I glanced questioningly at my mysterious friend. He was nowhere in sight.
I slumped in the back corner. What was I going to do now? I put my hands in my pockets. Wait! There was something in my pocket! A note with some type of ring. I looked at the note. The note read:
This gathering is very important to your mission. The man in the black robe is the King’s
I gasped. The King’s brother? It couldn’t be… but could it?
I read on…
This meeting should give you most of the information you need. But what they won’t tell you is where they are keeping the king. The directions on the bottom will show you where he is. The ring attached to this note is the key to set our king free. Good luck!
I looked up and looked at the ring. That ring was my only hope. I was ready. No one could stop me from doing my mission. I had to save the king.
Hannah Chou is a 12- year old Classical Conversations student. She does calligraphy and was a journalist for the Classical Conversations newspaper. You can find out more about Hannah at pingpennpaper.wordpress.com