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One

Mistaken

"And you know what he told me? He took the book from me and said that I was a girl and therefore I couldn't read books like that one!" I sighed and looked at Tintin.

"Some people are funny like that, darling," he murmured, returning my gaze, "It's just a part of life."

"Why haven't they made you a king yet?" I smiled, stopping and just staring at him. He slowed and turned to smile at me.

"I dunno, I guess some people are just funny like that." I rolled my eyes and kissed him on the cheek. We had been enjoying a walk through the park on a sunny summer day, just as we tried to do every day after he returned from work. It was July, my favorite month out of the entire year—when the sun actually warmed one's cheeks and one could go for walks without worrying about bringing along a coat. We always talked about the strangest things on our walks together, and I loved it. Snowy was trotting along at his heels, as always, the little dog had been so happy to see him when we returned from Amaliada it was impossible to separate them again. Tintin had just looped his arm around my waist when all of a sudden Snowy began to bark and raced down to the pond in the very center of the park, still yapping. "Hey, whoa, boy!" Tintin released me and ran after the dog. I slowed to a stop, waiting, watching. I stood there in the warm sunlight, watching as Tintin raced after the dog who was now splashing around the bank of the pond, still barking, and lifted him into the air. I heard snippets of his voice as he spoke to Snowy before carrying him back to the path. He was halfway there when I heard someone running up behind me, shouting for someone. For who?

"Lady Magnolia!" One voice called, splitting through the warm spring breeze. "Lady Magnolia!" Two stocky men dressed in regal garb ran up and grabbed my arm. "Lady Magnolia, we have been searching for you everywhere!" The one who had his hand wrapped around my arm breathed.

"What—" I gasped, looking at him wildly.

"Forgive us, m'lady, it was not on our watch when you went missing. Come now, m'lady, we must get you back to the estate and into more… proper attire, if I may," said the other man, staring at my lavender-colored dress.

"Who are you?" I spat, confused and invaded. The two men chuckled and exchanged a glance.

"Don't play silly with us, your highness. You know very well who we are. Come along now," the guard with his hand around my arm said, pulling me forward.

"Wait—Tintin!" I shouted, trying to pull from his grasp, but the other guard grabbed me.

"What an outfit you've acquired in the hours you've been away, Magnolia," he said sarcastically, "You'll need to drop it if you intend on keeping this incident a secret from your mother." Mother? I didn't have a mother… What was going on? I tried to pull from him once more, tried to get back to Tintin and Snowy, who had returned to the path, but it was no use. The two men were awfully strong. I pushed my feet into the ground, trying to stop them, but my shoes just slid along the asphalt as they dragged me, trying to get me to walk.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Tintin joined the scene, trying to pull the men off of me, "Where are you going with Nollie?" Snowy was tugging at one of the guard's pant legs, trying to get him to stop.

"Nollie?" The sarcastic one chuckled, "This is Lady Magnolia, foolish peasant. She's born of a royal bloodline and you're not. Get out of here before we—"

"Peasant?" I could tell he had a plan by the tone of his voice, "I'm not a peasant, no, in fact, I'm a journalist, and I, in fact, noticed the scene going on here and wanted to write about it. It would be a fine front-page story, don't you think? 'Lady Magnolia Found After Long Absence.'" The two guards slowed and one turned to face him, sneering.

"Fine, write a story about 'er," he grumbled, "We don't care."

"But I need to interview her… Lady Magnolia… I need facts, and truth… I'm not going to write a lie." The sarcastic guard sighed.

"Fine then. You may interview the Lady Magnolia when she is returned to her estate. Until then, you must leave her be." The guards continued walking but Tintin and Snowy didn't, and I was just able to look over my shoulder and catch a glimpse of them standing there, looking completely defeated.

The sarcastic guard opened the door to a shiny black automobile waiting for us outside of the park, and the two men got into the two front seats. I sat in silence in the back of the fanciest car I'd ever been in, not knowing what to say or do. I folded my hands in my lap and looked out the window, watching as we passed all the people out running errands on the sidewalk. I knew I shouldn't act kidnapped—after all, I wasn't being kidnapped, I was simply being mistaken for a royal lady. It was a long drive through the city and eventually into the country, and just when I thought we would never reach this so-called estate that the real Lady Magnolia resided in, we did. It came complete with a large iron-bar gate and an even larger driveway up to the actual estate. The car wound through tree after tree after tree until finally a gigantic building appeared—the estate. The driver pulled the car up in front of the estate and just as I was reaching to open the door, the sarcastic guard opened it for me and offered me his hand.

"Magnolia!" Came a voice from the stairs leading to the doors of the estate, "Oh, you've returned at last!" A girl with blonde hair curled into ringlets ran down the stairs, arms outstretched.

"Lady Aurorette!" Someone hurried after her, a finely dressed man holding several pieces of paper. "Lady Aurorette, we have not yet finished your lesson…!"

"But Samuel, my sister has returned at long last," Aurorette broke her hug with me and turned to the man—Samuel, ringlets bouncing on her shoulders. "Two days you've been away, Magnolia, how foolish. Don't you remember that Mother is returning tomorrow afternoon? Had you been gone any longer she would've returned and, well, noticed! Come along now, let's get you changed. You look disastrous…" So Lady Magnolia had a sister named Aurorette. A pretty sister, in fact, that I looked nothing like.

"I… uh…" I tried to get a word out as Aurorette wrapped an arm around me and led me up into the mansion. It was decorated like a castle fit for royalty—which the owners were, and I felt small and uncomfortable stepping onto the smooth, mosaic tile floor.

"It's all right, Magnolia, you're home now. You're safe from all those peasants. Now run along and get changed. I'll be up shortly to fetch you and then we will discuss your absence over tea. Sound all right?" She didn't even give me a chance to answer before she scurried off and I was left in the middle of the gigantic estate, not knowing where to go at all. A minute later a woman with a round face and blonde hair piled into a bun walked past me and stopped, staring at me, almost awestruck.

"Lady Magnolia?" She gasped, "You've returned!" She moved closer to me and stared at my face, inspecting me almost. "You're quite—if you don't mind my saying, dirty, Magnolia. Why haven't you taken to your room to clean up?"

"I—I was just taking it all in," I sighed, "It's very nice to be home. I… I feel terrible for this, but I seem to have forgotten your name in my absence."

"Adamaris," she nodded, not minding my forgetfulness, "But you and your sister just call me Ada." With that, she curtseyed and was gone, leaving me to find my way to my room—Lady Magnolia's room. I was unsure of how long I would have to play this character, and I prayed that Tintin would come soon.

Adamaris was originally going to be named Elizabeth, but I thought Adamaris was a cooler name (it's LATIN!), and she needed to have a cooler name. After all, who can compare with Aurorette? Lots of cool names in this story, I'm making sure of it. xD Please review! That way I can post capítulo dos :) ~DisneyPrincess55