Princess of the Moon
~Chapter 1~
It was a seemingly quiet afternoon that I'd happily spent in the small confinement of my room in the cellar, carefully dabbing my thin paintbrush across the chipped, aged wall that I currently used as a canvas. Leaving behind trails of dark red and green. It was times like this when I felt at peace; having absolutely nothing to do but paint. It was one of the few things that no one else in the manor knew I did. Something I chose to keep to myself. I just know that if my mother, or sisters, ever found out about my art they would say its a waste of my time and throw it all away the second they get the chance to. So being secretive seems to be my only option. Though, either one of them wouldn't dare be down here in this shabby little room, so I don't worry about it nonetheless. Letting out a content sigh, I steadily finished my painting with a small stroke of my paintbrush. It was a rose, one of my most favorite flowers. Even though I've never really seen one before. You see, my Mother tends to keep me locked away in the manor, giving me chore after chore so that I won't have time to just rest. I must do laundry, mop floors, cook meals.. Basically, anything that no one else in the house will do themselves.
My life has been pretty sheltered, obviously, so all I've ever seen and known are inside the manor walls. Though sometimes I would read from my sisters' study journals, that their many teachers has given them, and figure out the world on my own. I would ask Mother about it, but she leaves away for work in the royal court quite often so she's never really around that much anymore. And my sisters, well, they would probably just laugh in my face. And speaking of the two, the twins were out in the town, shopping for things they would need when they go to Alfea. The college for fairies. Although, I don't really see the need for them to go to that school anyway. They've known every single fact there is to know about magic since they were eleven. Going to Alfea would be child's play for them, as Eleanor would say. I shook away my thoughts and began packing away my things, picking up the old china cups I used to carry my paint in and moving them to a far corner. Simultaneously, I heard the door from upstairs open and close. The sound chiming loudly throughout the house and I suddenly knew that the peace I craved was gone for now.
"Isabel!" The call of my name was loud and thunderous, a tone I'm always used to. I wiped my hands on the small white apron I wore before throwing it to the side, and ran up the winding stairs of the cellar. Bursting through the old wooden door and running out into the velvet-colored carpet of the corridor. My name was called again and I picked up my pace, quickly scurrying down the hall but stopping graciously as I finally reached the corner near the spacious living room. "Finally," My blond haired sister, Meredith, sighed in frustration and slowly inched towards me. After setting down a few bags that she held, Meredith quickly shed her light pink jacket, throwing it towards me, carelessly, and I caught it. Letting it hang over my arm. "What took you so long?.." Meredith's redheaded twin, Eleanor, strut herself near afterwards. Roughly handing me a small bag that smelled strongly of perfumes, I had to stifle a cough before replying. "Sorry, Eleanor," I gave them a sincere smile. "I was starting your tea when you both returned.." I lied in a quiet tone, though they both looked as if they didn't even hear me, nor cared, and began passing me their many bags of things.
"We need you to take our new clothes to our room and pack them." Meredith ordered. "Do not put any of our old clothes in there, Isabel, and remember not to get them mixed up." I simply nodded. "Yes Meredith.." Preparing to leave, I clutched the heavy-set bags by my sides. "Oh, and start a warm bath for me, too, while your at it!" Eleanor voice was clear and arrogant. I slightly slowed my pace and turned to her. "Yes Eleanor.." I bowed my head and watched content, happy smiles spread onto their faces. As I left them alone, I slowly roamed the hall. It was sort of difficult walking with bags knocking at my legs, unbalancing me for a few short moments. I heard my sisters as they spoke in the living room, their squealing voices ringing in my ear. "Ah I'm so excited!" Eleanor exclaimed, her voice louder than usual. "We're going to Alfea in two days, do you know how happy I am Mary?" I could tell Meredith was slightly annoyed with Eleanor by the rough sigh she let out. "Oh please, Elle, your only excited because you know Nathaniel will be at Red Fountain.." She muttered. I stopped dead in my tracks. Nathaniel.. I remembered that name, it sounded so familiar...
But while I was so lost in thought, I didn't realize that a bag had slipped from my grasp and hit the floor with a loud clatter. "Hey!," I quickly turned around to see Meredith a few feet away from me. "Be careful with our stuff Isabel!" She shouted and I quickly picked up the bag, hurrying quicker down the hall until I reached the grand staircase. I inched up the at a rather fast pace and continued to roam the upper level of the house until I reached a pair of double doors. Pulling them open, I hurried into the girls' spacious, neat room. Moving into their closets for two suitcases, one blue and another pink. I knew Meredith and Eleanor pretty well so picking out their clothes wasn't too difficult. Meredith was taller than Eleanor, so her sizes are a bit larger. As I went through their bags, I saw a lot of clothing that I've never really worn before. Jeans, t-shirts, shorts. All I've ever wore in my life were old, out-of-style dresses that I do my chores in, so they were a bit tattered as well. It makes me a bit jealous at times, but it usually subsides.
I mean, what do I really need to be jealous of? I'm nothing but a servant girl who is glad for the little things she has.
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The sun was close to setting as I roamed the kitchen, standing by a hot pot of tonight's dinner. Spaghetti, one of my most favorite dishes. Then the abrupt sound of the house phone ringing had me bolting out towards the door, after checking my food of course, and into the hallway. I stopped when I saw Meredith got to the phone first and sighed in slight relief. "Oh, hello Mother!" She spoke cheerfully. So mother was calling? Oh, I wanted to speak with her so bad. She always tells the girls about her fantastic trips to other kingdoms and I just can't wait to hear about another one. "Really, how soon?.." I scrunched up my eyebrows as I listened some more. "Tomorrow? B-But whose coming over?!" Meredith began to sound a bit nervous as she continued to talk into the phone. So, from the looks of it, Mother was expecting some company to be over here tomorrow. It looks like I'll be setting aside my chores to prepare for whoever. "Isabel!" Meredith called. I rushed down the hall, only to see that she has already hung up the phone.
"Tomorrow we will be having an important visitor, Mother will be on her way back as well. This place needs to be as spotless as ever." I snickered inwardly, as if it wasn't all clean enough. "Yes Meredith, I'll get started in the morning." I told her, and couldn't help the question. "..Whose visiting the manor?" Meredith turned to leave. Probably to go tell Eleanor. "Nathaniel and his brother, Alexander." And she was gone without another word. There goes that name again... It keeps ringing in my head like an alarm. I finally decided that I needed to see who this boy was, and I would tomorrow. All I have to do is wait...
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