It was a cold december night, the fog was rolling in around the big castle. As the lord slept, the serf said her final goodbyes to her friends. Then she stepped out into the night a voice called out. “Halt, who goes there” the voice was familiar, yet she couldn’t place it .  she moved around, and tried to hide behind the bush. she held his breath, she couldn’t get caught this time, or she knew what would happen to her. The last time she tried to escape she got caught, and got the worst beating she’d ever had. she had been strictly warned. If she ever tried to escape again, and she was caught, she would be killed. He had a suspicion that it wasn’t that he was tring to escape, but it was that he kept getting caught. The man turned and moved on. The serf and her son ran tip-toe across the grass and across the drawbridge. William turned to his mother, elizbeth and asked her when he would see his friends. We’ve got passed the hard part done, now we need to find somewhere to stay the night.

They  walked for hours, and when the dawn came, they were still in the middle of nowhere. They looked back, and could see the castle that they had came from. They walked on for another few minutes, and then sat down against a tree.  william sighed. elizabeth looked at him, there was concern in her deep blue eyes. she knew the amount that they still had to travel to get toher mothers house, where they would atlast be safe. she feared for williams health. that was the reason that she decided to runaway. william had got a chest infection, and she knew that the castle was no place for a sick child to grow up. the lord wouldn't take any notice of her when she asked him to be escused from his duties for a week to give him time to recover. she now doudhted her decicion, thjey had no food, and they couldn't go back, or they' be killed.

after another two weeks they were still no closer to finding a place to stay, and williams health was going steadily downhill. she was counting down the days till she was free.