The Birth of Bethany

Hidden in a small village, Bethune lies in a small cottage, surrounded by family. Bethany sucks on her pacifier and engages with the steel cage with her tiny fingers. Bethune cries as she struggles in pain and dies with blood soaked stained sheets near her bedside. "Noooo," screams King Andrew as he wipes his strong face with a handkerchief and weeps at Bethune's bedside. "The queen has left the throne and now I must raise Bethany into a beautiful young gal like her mother once was. "What are we going to do now King Andrew, our dear queen has died," says Lady Sophie. "I will hold a conference tomorrow, I am unable to give any answers just yet." "Fire! Fire!, screams are heard in distance. King Andrew looks down at his bloody stained shirt, as a burning arrow pierces completely through his chest. He collapses slowly and falls to the ground. Lady Sophie screams in agony, "the King is dead!" Lady Sophie unlocks the cage and grabs Bethany, "Come on precious little gal, let's take you far away from this angry village." Lady Sophie exits the cottage as it ignites in flames. Lord Arthur arrives at the cottage on a black stallion. “Hop on Lady Sophie, we are going to Fantasyland.” Lady Sophie replies, “How about Bethany? King Andrew has passed.” Lord Arthur says, “Walk to the hillside, I promise you both will make it, cover your bodies with this blanket to stay cool.” Lady Sophie replies, “Thank you, we will see you at this new village Fantasyland.” Lady Sophie walks and cradles Bethany in her arms. The clouds turn grey and the thunder begins to roar. Lady Sophie walks faster and she starts to

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 18.11.2022
ISBN: 978-3-7554-2618-9

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