"Where are we going sir" I asked.
"You'll see" said Laurence.
"Just tell me" I said.
"Where here. Just behind this door" he said and stopped.
The door was huge and had a symbol. Only the best worries knew what it means.
"The symbol means bravery right" I asked.
Laurence looked at me surprised.
"How did you know?"
"I saw it before I became a guard here. It was weird because I didn't know what it meant until I looked at it" I said.
"Well I guess that means that your the best worrier in the kingdom because we had to tell the guards what it meant" Laurence said.
"Yeah I guess. So what's behind that door".
"Well... Your going to have to sign something and then your going to get marked" he said.
"By marked you mean a metal stick and the end is hot and you put it on my skin."
"No. Its kinda like a ritual."
"Oh. Will it hurt" I asked.
"I don't know."
"Let's get it over with it."
Laurence opens the door and walks in. I walk in after him to see a bed.
"Um.. What the hell is that" I asked.
"Can you lay on it please. I don't want the guys having to put you in that bed and holding you down" He said.
"Ummm.. Sure."
We wait for a while until the door opens and closes.
"Ok so this is your guard" said a man.
"Yeah. Please get this over with" said Laurence.
"It will hurt"he said looking at me.
"Just do it" I said.
"Ok. One second".
He draws a circle around the bed and puts dust in the circle. It started to rise. A few minutes later my body was starting to rise. There was a bright light.
I started to feel something burning on my skin. It hurt but not as much as I thought it would.
"You ok" asked Laurence concerned.
"Yeah" I said.
Does the price care about me or is he concerned because I was his guard, I asked myself.
Everything went black after that.
"Abby" called a familiar voice.
"What" I said.
"It's me, Laurence. You need to open your eyes."
"Why."
"Never mind just rest for a bit" he said.
"Ok."
~~~time skip~~~

I wake up to be in something very comfortable and warm. I open my eyes to see that I'm in a room.
"Where am I" I asked.
No one was in the room but me.
"Where are my real clothes" I asked.
I was wearing a long shirt that ended at the bottom of my knees.
Next thing I knew was that I was out of bed and someone came into the room.
"You're awake" said Laurence.
"How long was I out?"
"Couple of hours. You had me worried."
"Why were you worried about me. I'm just a guard" I said.
"No you are a guard and a friend" he said kinda blushing.
"Oh well thanks for being worried for me. I think you're the first one that had worried about me."
"What about your parents" he asked.
I looked down and said,"they died when I was 4 so I don't really remember them that well."
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."
"It's ok. You didn't know."
"Well I'm still sorry".
"Thanks. By the way Where are my clothes?"
"There on the couch over there" he and pointed at them.
"Oh thanks".
"How's that mark on your arm going for you" he said.
I look down and see the symbol from before on my arm.
"Fine I guess. I can't really feel it."
"Good. I don't want your arm to hurt."
I smile at him and he blushes even more than earlier.
"Jesus. Your a big blusher aren't you" I said laughing.
"What! N-no!"
"Y-yes!"
"Shut up" he said.
"It's ok You know. Your just a really big blusher" I said.
"Shut up" he said gettin reder and reder by the minute.
"Fine. Is there some where I can change. Or can you turn around" I asked.
"There's a little curtain you can change in."
"Thanks".
"So I hope you know that you can tell me anything and I'll tell you everything" he said.
"Ok. Well for starters, is this your room and Where will I sleep?"
"This is my room and you will be sleeping across of me."
"Is it furnished already" I asked.
"Yeah. It kinda looks like my room" he said.
"Cool, I actually like your room. It's fancy" I said.
"Thanks."
I walk out of the curtain to see that these aren't my normal clothes. These clothes were a little tighter and were more advanced than the other guard uniforms. This one didn't have my name and it look like what normal guys would wear out on the streets but way more comfortable. The shirt was a very bark purple and the pants were black. But I could feel that there is some sort of magic to the clothes. Like they can't be tore but could be cut by a sword.
It's probably because of my power, I told myself.
"Do you like it" Laurence asked.
"Yeah. I do. It has a nice feeling to it, like magic."
"Yeah" he said.
"So what now?"
"Let's go into the city?" said Laurence and left the room.
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