"Never forget how much I love you. I couldn't live if you forgot. No matter what the obstacle, whether it is distance or people, our love is strong enough and true enough to always keep us strong and together." he whispered. Katrina looked up into his shiny blue eyes and she knew she could never forget.
Chapter 1 The Castle
It is dreary outside as the rain falls from the dark clouds only to freeze at it's moment of impact on the ground. Shivering, Katrina slips out from under the covers and runs into the kitchen. Her grey T-shirt hangs down to the middle of her thighs and the sound of her bare feet running through the house blends in with the pitter-patter of the rain.
Katrina opened the cabinet, empty.
"Mom! We are out of food. Again."
"Well honey, if you want to eat, get a job." her mother replied viciously. Katrina silently picked up her sketch pad and a pencil and ran out into the town. She heads out to her secret place that no one knows about but her. She danced along the out skirts of town so she wouldn't be seen in her partially undressed state.
She sighed as she reached the entrance to the meadow. She walked to an old tree stump and sat down. From this one point in the meadow she could see the entire town. She flipped through the pages of the sketch pad. There were more pictures of the castle than anything else. Not because of the people that lived there, but because of the elegant slopes and curves of the building.
The palace was built the year she was born. As a baby, she had bright red curly hair. Her eyes were a deep green with little silver flecks in them, only noticeable when you were really close to her. Katrina has the most beautiful smile in the whole kingdom, but no one sees it. As she got older, her bright red curly hair fell out. She started crying herself to sleep at night and she refused to leave her room. After several months, her hair had grown back. But it wasn't the luscious red color that it once was. Instead, her hair grew a sandy blond with small red and brown highlights. It was beautiful and complimented her eyes.
She was seven the last time she had entered the castle. She can still remember the shiny floors and the glass hanging from the ceiling in intricate designs. She could also remember the people that live there. Philip John, Duke of Spiritansville, and his wife, Juliandra. They have a son named John who is only two years older than Katrina. He is tall with jet black hair and shining blue eyes that are brighter than any other blue Katrina had ever seen. But Katrina despised him.
She couldn't stand that her had everything he wanted. She was even jealous of the fact that his parents left him all the time. At least they were nice to him. Katrina sighed as she looked down at herself. Her T-shirt now had random dirt splattered on one side and a slight rip down the back. Her tan legs shown obviously and she suddenly felt increasingly aware that someone might see her. Quickly, she got up and ran home.