In all my time, there was always a question about love. Is love real or just something we say to each other to make people feel better and happy? Like is love so important that wars are fought in its name or make the wisest man act in a way that looks childish in comparison to who they are? Ugh, love, nothing good comes from it. I should know better than anyone. My parents say they love each other, but when the doors close and the curtains are shut, everything changes, and love leaves. I never knew how hateful my father was till one day when I was six I had a bad nightmare and went looking for my parents like any little child would but what I found was my father watching my mother be kicked in the stomach, but some random man would he laugh with a terrible smile that would scare anyone half to death. Ever since that night, I started to watch how people acted, and it scared me how many people lied and cheated on the ones they love, but that'd just be the way of the world, right?

Artena, what are you doing dear? My mother said, pulling me out of thought. I see her as she is a person stuck but quiet and no way out because of love. Sorry, Mother, I was just looking at the fields. I told her, but she looked worried about something. Mother, is everything OK? I asked her, but still, a pained look came over her beautiful face with her almost Grey hair framing her face. My mother is a beautiful person and people would always say she was made for nobility. Which I truly believe in, for she is the best of the human race. who is Loving and kind in ways that surprise people to the core?

Oh, Artena, I need to tell you something important, so please listen to me, ok? She said in a worried tone. OK, Mother, what is it? I told her as I touched her shoulder to calm her down, but it did not work, for she looked even more worried. Artena you are now 18 which means you need to marry or join the military. So your father is trying to give your hand to one of his friends. As she told me I stood still trying to think if my father had any friends my age but no one came to mine. Who are they mothering? I don't believe Father has a friend my age. As I told her she quickly said, Mark. What!? I yelled loud that mother how winched at the sound. Mark is coming into his 70s and father wants me to marry him. I think not. Mother your are joking right? I look at her and get no answer. The only way out is for you to leave. I do not want you daughter to deal with the same treatment as have. So run daughter join the military quickly before your father fines out. She told me quickly as she had this planned for a long time. How I don't know where to go or what to do. I told her as she's going a cross the room at get a bag. Here it has clean clothes and your papers there is man waiting outside for you, he will help till he can't. What mother you really are trying to get me to leave I said. Go now please she told me. Now she Said pushing me out. Ok ok I'll go but mother what about you when father finds out he will hurt me I told her. he can't hurt me more than he already has, and I'm leaving too, but I need time she told me. We will see each other again she told me as she pushed me to the man. Let's go the man told me grabbing me up and riding off on his horse.

riding off I see my mother get smaller the farther we go. So what's your name good sir I said to him. James, he told me on a short way. It is nice to meet you sir Jane's I Saud in the nicest way I could given the situation. yeah, he said shortly again. ok not a talker but can you at least let me know where we are going I asked him. An inn then the military office to enroll you he told me again in a short manner. ok then I guess I'll just be quiet but thank you for helping me I said. I'm not helping he said shortly. ok still thank you I said again trying to be nice but quickly getting mad but remember be polite and everything will follow right?