Disclaimer-I don't own Ella Enchanted or any of the characters. Gail Carson Levine does.
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At home, maybe Mandy would know what to do. Or I'd hide in the cellar, in the stable-somewhere. How could I have gone to the balls? To put Char and Kyrria in such danger!
"Mandy!" I shouted as soon as I reached the manor. A servant stared at me. I ran into the kitchen. "I've endangered Char again, and Kyrria! What can I do?"
"Pack your things," Mandy said as soon as she understood my rushed explanation.
"Where shall I go?"
"I'll come with you. We'll find work as cooks. Hurry."
I heard the seriousness in her voice and felt he fear. I tore upstairs, past a shocked Nancy, and into my room. I quickly slipped off my gown into a quick bag. I had very little with me: Mother's things, my language books, my fairy tales book, and my childhood comfort, my rag doll. I quickly raced downstaires, my eyes glazed and burning with tears. I was leaving so much behind! My darling Char... how could I do this? Though I knew I had to.
I felt the tears flow freely as Mandy and I raced outside. Suddenly, we heard voices. Mandy alertly began using magic. Through my sobbing I was shocked at this change of behaviour. So I just crunched in a ball as we floated over the roof in the dark. Soon we were flying out of town...
We lowered to a road, under a tree, and Mandy watched me cry, not doing anything. The tears finally stopped, but my body was still contracting with hoarse sobbing. Choked, I said, "Remember Lucinda? Remember? She came so... close..." I finally quieted. Only then did Mandy hold me. I groaned as she pulled out the ever-dreaded tonic which she had still managed to pack, but after three spoonfuls, I fell into a fitfull sleep.
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r&r? ^.^
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At home, maybe Mandy would know what to do. Or I'd hide in the cellar, in the stable-somewhere. How could I have gone to the balls? To put Char and Kyrria in such danger!
"Mandy!" I shouted as soon as I reached the manor. A servant stared at me. I ran into the kitchen. "I've endangered Char again, and Kyrria! What can I do?"
"Pack your things," Mandy said as soon as she understood my rushed explanation.
"Where shall I go?"
"I'll come with you. We'll find work as cooks. Hurry."
I heard the seriousness in her voice and felt he fear. I tore upstairs, past a shocked Nancy, and into my room. I quickly slipped off my gown into a quick bag. I had very little with me: Mother's things, my language books, my fairy tales book, and my childhood comfort, my rag doll. I quickly raced downstaires, my eyes glazed and burning with tears. I was leaving so much behind! My darling Char... how could I do this? Though I knew I had to.
I felt the tears flow freely as Mandy and I raced outside. Suddenly, we heard voices. Mandy alertly began using magic. Through my sobbing I was shocked at this change of behaviour. So I just crunched in a ball as we floated over the roof in the dark. Soon we were flying out of town...
We lowered to a road, under a tree, and Mandy watched me cry, not doing anything. The tears finally stopped, but my body was still contracting with hoarse sobbing. Choked, I said, "Remember Lucinda? Remember? She came so... close..." I finally quieted. Only then did Mandy hold me. I groaned as she pulled out the ever-dreaded tonic which she had still managed to pack, but after three spoonfuls, I fell into a fitfull sleep.
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r&r? ^.^