I know. I know. I am a terrible human being for deleting the original. It's just that I secretly hated the way it was going. So sorry. Please forgive me by giving me a review on this chapter. It is much appreciated.
Now on with the story. Ha! Story. I couldn't help myself. Oh, and by the way, I do not own An Unfortunate Fairy Tale, that is the wonderful Chanda Hahn.
Mina
Maybe he isn't as bad as they say he is? I sit there thinking, trying to convince myself.
No. I don't want to be there anyways. I'd rather be with Charlie. Or in my favorite spot with my favorite friend, who just happens to be my only friend.
This morning, after eating, my parents called me to their chambers to speak of an important matter. I , of course, complied. I thought they were calling on me to tell me that, yes, I could leave the palace today for a walk.
I was only half right.
I'm to leave the palace but not for the walk I was planning. I am to leave the palace for The Prince Of Faes' betrothal in about ten minutes.
"What?" I practically yelled. I'm so furious! They are trying to control my life! My face gets hot with fury, and I try to calm down.
"Sorry honey but we were waiting until we knew for sure that they were going to accept you into the ceremony." my mother says. I can tell she didn't mean to cause any harm.
"I'm sorry for raising my voice mom. But what about Charlie?" I can't tell them about Jared because then they'll be planning my wedding.
"Charlie will still be here." dad states.
I leave after that. To get packed.
I get into my room and I face plant on my bed. "Errrrrrr." I growl into the pillows. I stay like that for about 5 minutes. I then stand and pack up my clothing. I don't like to have the servants fill my every need or want. Sometimes I just want to be free. And sometimes I am.
I am still sitting in the carriage. Waiting and thinking like I have been for the last 20 minutes when I left.
I didn't even get to say bye to Jared. A tear escapes from my eyes and several more follow. After serveral more minutes of punching myself over not telling him, I decide that I will not try at all in the tests. Just to see him again. So we can have more conversations like normal teens do.
Commoner teens. I feel the pull of sleep and wipe my eyes and let sleep consume me with the thought of being normal in my head.
How was that!? :p
