The Stolen Queen: Chapter 5

Editor’s Note

This is the sixth part of a story written by Sophia Squire, an eighth grade home-school student who lives in St. Ansgar.

Read the previous parts here: Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Chapter 6 will be published in May.

Are you a young writer like Sophia? Submit your original story to kids@thegazette.com — we would love to read and share your work.

Once the dust settled, I called for the man. He didn’t answer and I made myself think he was OK, even if he wasn’t.

I sprinted for the door and ran out into the open. The people in the village stared in shock at the ruins of the palace, whispering, “How did this happen?” Truthfully, I didn’t know. All I knew was the queen was in my world and I had no idea where to go from here.

I bit my lip. Should I just go back to the beach and regroup before looking for clues to where the queen might be?

At that moment, people started screaming and running from the palace. I spun around, certain that more of the building was falling, but I was knocked to the ground by a man in all black clothing holding a sword.

I kicked him in the face and rolled away, ready to bolt back to the beach, but he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder.

I screamed and tried to jump back to the ground, but his grip was too strong. A punch I threw connected with his nose and he nearly dropped me. He regained his balance and made sure I was not positioned in a way I could punch him anymore.

I screamed again but everybody had fled. My captor ran to a circle of blinding light that looked suspiciously like a portal from a fantasy movie and jumped in. Everything went dark.

I searched and searched with my eyes but I could not see anything. I only knew I was alive because I could feel the man beneath me.

When our portal trip was over, we landed in a small, dark room with a chair in a corner, holding what looked like another person.

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The man threw me to the stone ground and I fell hard. I jumped up and pounded on the walls, hoping for some way to get out. When I turned around, I found the man speaking smugly to me.

“You’re trapped,” he mouthed. “I will conquer the Dark Land with nobody to stop me.”