Happily Ever After? I think not.
Summary: This takes place after Ella gets rid of the curse. Okay, yes woohoo, yippee. But what happens when another girl, Valissa, gets the same curse Ella did? And what does Hattie have to do with it?
Chapter 1: The curse and a meetingA baby girl started crying. "Shh Valissa, shh." Her mother cooed gently. She handed the baby a rattle and rocked her back and forth. The child quieted down. Suddenly, the smell of lilacs filled the room, and a women in a periwinkle gown appeared. The women gasped. "What a beautiful child!" she said. She beckoned for the mother to give her the baby. The women reluctantly handed her over.
"What's the child's name?"
"Valissa."
Well then Valissa, I give you the gift of obedience."
The girl started crying.
"Stop crying." She shut up. The mother gasped. "wha- why- NO! TAKE THAT BACK! THAT'S A TERRIBLE GIFT!" Lucinda looked offended. "Oh, so you don't like it? Well, I could always turn her into a squirrel."
"NO! Obedience is a lovely gift." And with that, Lucinda handed the mother her baby and disappeared.
-Time skip, 13 years-
"Lissa, come quick!" Valissa ran to her mother's room, her long red her flying behind her, and her jadde green eyes wide with fear. Her mother was in bed, pale and sick with fever. "Mom, no! Please! Don't leave me here." Her mother smiled. "I love you, Lissa." And with that, her mother died. Tears cascaded down Lissa's cheeks as Serena, the nursemaid, held her close.
The next day, at the funeral, to which all of Frell attended, Lissa couldn't keep herself from crying. "Go somewhere else and cease your endless bawling." Her father hissed. For once, Lissa gladly obeyed. She threw herself under a weeping willow, (the same Ella had thrown herself under all those years ago) and cried. When she stopped, she sat up and wiped her eyes. Her gown had gone from black-velvet to dirt-brown. She slowly stood and brushed herself off.
"Are you alright?" came a soft, calming, male voice behind her. Lissa spun around. There stood a boy with piercing blue eyes, and a tall, muscular build. "Y-yes, I'm fine, thank you." She said slowly. "I'm Prince William." He said, sticking out a hand. Lissa slowly took it and shook. "I'm Valissa."
William smiled. "Yes, I know who you are. My nursemaid and yours do shopping together." They started walking back towards the funeral.
"I know all about you."
"How much is that, your highness?"
"Please, call me Will."
Valissa P.O.V.
Call him Will! I'd barely known him for five minutes!
"Quite a lot, Lady Valissa." He continued. I sighed.
"If you call me Lady Valissa, I'll call you your highness. But if you call me Lissa, I'll call you Will."
"Deal." He said, laughing. When we neared the place where my mother was to be buried, Chancellor Thomas was still making his speech. I groaned.
"Does he ever stop talking?" I asked impatiently. Will laughed. I smiled a bit. "No really! How old is he? 406 years old or something?" He laughed again. We sat in the grass and talked… and talked and talked and talked!
Soon the service ended, and we both had to leave. We stood up brushing ourselves off. Will sighed.
"Well, I'm glad I met you Lissa. Even on such a sad occasion."
"Well, it's not as bad to me anymore. I made a friend." Will smiled.
"We both made a friend." I heard my name.
"That's my father. I must go." Then I heard Will's name being called. He smiled.
"Yeah me to. Good bye, Lissa. Until we meet again." He kissed me on the cheek and walked away.
I cautiously raised my hand to my cheek to make sure I was still there. Then I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I ran to the carriage and got in. We drove off, and I fell asleep, dreaming of meeting Will again.
Will P.O.V.
I ran to the carriage. I couldn't believe what I'd just done! I'd kissed her! Sure, it was just on the cheek, but still! I got into the carriage.
"Will, where'd you go?" my mother asked.
"I went after Li- Valissa."
My mother nodded, a knowing looked etched into her face. She and my father exchanged glances. It scared me. I shrugged it off, and fell asleep, seeing Lissa in my dreams.
Okay, corny ending, I know. R&R!
-Artemistic43
