Sorry if it's not very good! This story takes place 40 years before the first Unwanteds.
"Haven't you heard?" Eric asked me.
"What?" I asked.
"Gosh, Abigail. How do you not know? It is, like, international news."
"Just tell me already!" I demanded impatiently. Whenever Eric knew something I didn't, he always savored the moment.
"I don't know if you can handle this information. I mean, it's a big deal," Eric teased.
"Fine, don't tell me! Let me live in the dark forever. Or better yet, you're brother can tell me," I stated. Both Eric and his twin brother, George, were sweet on me. Eric would never let George tell me something so important
"No! I'll tell you. The High Priest is dead."
"What? He just became High Priest a few weeks ago."
"Nobody knows why," He then whispered, "Some people say he was murdered."
"MURDERED? By who?" I yelped.
"Shhhhh... Do you want the guards to hear you? I don't know, and I don't think we'll ever find out."
Sorry it's short. I promise it gets better. I have a really good idea that will come up in the next few chapters. Please review!