The Princess of Fire... and vampires?
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Without further adiue, on to the story!
Previously on: Princess of Fire and Vampires...
"It's such a shame father, he hasn't even regained his memories. Though I know where his twin is. In our enemy's palace. It's a shame, goodbye. Everyone." I didn't look to see their expressions as I left. Although, I thought I seen a spark of recognition in his eyes.
Chapter 2: The Preperations For a Welcome Home Galla
I grabbed my father's hand, and waved to them. "Bye everyone!" I exclaimed cheerfully. As soon as we were in Islie, I dropped my hand to my side. It's time to greet my people, I thought. "Father, are we going to have a ball?" I asked. He just shook his head 'yes' in reply. "When?" I asked again in a small voice.
"Tonight. Come, we must get you dressed. That is not the attire a young princess, such as yourself, should be wearing." He then lead me to my wing and deposited me off to my room. I walked in and shut the door. I seen a maid with long red hair, which was in a braid, next to a tub of steaming water.
"Princess Elizabith , I am one of your many maids and tonight I will help you bathe and dress." She said bowing. "I am lady Ami, and I am here to do everything you do not wish to." She again bowed.
(After the bath and getting dressed.)
I stood in front of a mirror that was twice my size and admired myself. I was wearing a nice golden dress with red fire embroded into the cloth. The dress itself was magnificant, elegant and a little bit too poofy for my tastes, but I didn't want to hurt Ami's feelings. I noticed my hair had grown to it's usual length, all the way to the floor and trailing behind me.
"Can I fix your hair, Princess?" Ami asked timidly from behind me. I nodded my head, not really wanting to be scolded for my hair being down and free to flow every where. It was a little over an hour when she had stopped moving around. "Is this alright, Princess Elizabith?" She asked with a small voice, much like those of a five year old.
I looked into the mirror and seen my hair gracefully done up in a bun at the top of my head. Waves of my hair fell from it elegantly and made the bun look georgous. I seen my bangs brushed off to the side, allowing one of the stans to rest over my right eye. A knock intruded on my admiering myself and I sighed.
"Enter." I said with a level voice.
In walked my butler, Sabastion, and he bowed. I turned around and curtseyed. He rose just as I did. "Your father wishes for your company in the ball room now." He replied with a guff voice. "I will show you where it is, if you would like."
I nodded and followed him. Not paying any mind to my maid who was currently burning my favorite skirt and top with a face that didn't bother to hide any disgust or resentment.
Generous Strawberry: Sorry it's so short! I was in a hurry to post it! I am so sorry!