the men all looked away at the question. "to make sure it all went down correctly..." one man spoke up. "he turned himself in." the men all walked away, working to leave her to her self.
(when she goes to bed)
as the young princess finally fell asleep, a dream, or perhaps a vision, appeared. in a dungeon, a deep dark cell, a man hung by chains attached to his wrists. on his bare chest, many scars on his chest. some healed, many still bleeding.
a voice gently rang. "you know where he is...if you want him...go save him."