Fairy Princess
My mother had cried, and cried, and cried. I was only four at the time, but I could tell something was terribly wrong. Flash-Back: "Mommy?" I had asked, touching her face with my chubby hand, "Mommy?" She had stood, and picked me up. She carried me to a willow tree; spoke the words "Abuvo Alandi Osho Mykira" And the tree bark curved, showing a door. My mother, Lily, had carried me inside, climbing a staircase, and pushed open another door. She let me go, took my hand, and led me inside. There was a fancy looking cluster if people, some on thrones, some bowing. My mother had spoken more words. I was told that two very regal-looking people that I had seen were the famous Fairy King Arthur, and the famous Fairy Queen Myra. My mother turned to me. 'Sweet, I must leave you," She had said, "I'm a Fairy, and you're a Fairy. But I will die in one hour, due to a disease I need you, when you're older, to find a cure for, and you'll be the Fairy Princess! Isn't that exciting? But you'll have to go by the name Ebony, okay? Bye, sweet!" She kissed me and left. I remembered crying. End of Flash-Back: Now I was a Fairy Princess. My name is Princess Ebony Margaret Whiteman. I have long Auburn hair that's waist-length, and Emerald green eyes. I am five feet, seven inches. I'm sixteen. Anyway, no one besides my mother Queen Myra, and my father, King Arthur, knew I wasn't their child. I had forgotten my real mother, and I never knew my real father. But, on to my story: I walked outside, my royal purple dress swooshing, my hair blowing. The entrance to Fairy World was a tree, and I often enjoyed watching the mortals try and figure their world out. I spied on the Royal family of Frell, the town outside Fairy World. Queen Ella and my mother were both the nicest people I know. Both were fair, witty, and intelligent, as well as beautiful. No wonder, they were cousins. Oddly enough, they were twin cousins…I have no idea how that is, so don't ask me! King Charmont and father were both brave, smart, surprising, and, twins… (A/N: I now Char doesn't have a brother…But in my story he does) I had a brother, (A/N: Myra and Arthur's child!) named Draco. Draco was very much like Christopher, Ella and Charmont's child. Both were hot, (But I don't like my brother in that way!) smart, funny and charming. Funny, but Draco looked like my twin. Although he was seventeen. Christopher had short brown curly hair and bright blue eyes. He was five feet, nine inches, and, although I had never met him, only watched (Or rather spied on) him, he looked to be a nice young man, around the age of eighteen. Anyway, I wandered farther into the forest. And farther, and farther. I suddenly heard screams, and I spun around, panicking horribly. I heard the swoosh of steel, and the hilt of a sword was brought down upon my head. And then all I saw was blackness.
Note: This is in the Ella Enchanted Section, however, it's only related to Ella Enchanted because of small details (Or big, you choose) and please, do not insult me or my work. Thank You.