Winged Heart

By Bloodstainrose13

Night slowly rolled in on the barn outside of the Castile. A young girl sat in there holding a black stone. She looked it over with her brown eyes and her brown hair glided down her back to her waist.

'I hope mother is fine with this. She has had a hard time ever…'She didn't finish her thoughts. She had to show her mother the strength her sister had. 'Help me on this, I don't know how I going to save everyone if the greatest couldn't even help.' A tear ran down her cheek. Nothing could stop them this time. She missed her sister a lot. Now the feeling of helplessness hung heavy over her.

"What is it you're crying over?" It was one of those shopkeeper's son, Raoul. He was hated by many because of the wealth that his family held made them all snobby. "A young princes can't cry, it's not ladylike." He scowled.