Drabble Three
Islana pulled the bag up over her shoulder as she slammed the door behind her. It rattled on its hinges and she stormed down the hallway, pulling on her mittens. The door banged open again after her.
"If you leave now, you can forget ever coming back here!"
"Fine!" she yelled over her shoulder.
"You can forget about this life and this family, and if I ever see you back here again, it'll be in jail."
Islana turned around to stare at her grandfather, the King. "Then I guess I'll wait to see you in hell."
She turned and left.