Milynne By Lixxa

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Ella Enchanted.

Milynne's POV

With a cry, I grabbed my stung head painfully. Suddenly I heard a whip of air and then there was a thud to the ground beside me but I didn't care. I had enough. For the past few weeks I've tried so hard to get used to no tv, no computers, no ipod, no toilet paper, no chocolate... I tried telling myself that I'd see mom, dad, Derek, and Stacey again, but in reality I was certain that I was dead and knew that I couldn't just leave Ayortha. I started crying. My whole life had just flashed before my eyes, tumbling down my walls, which made me curl up into a ball.

"Milynne?"

Sniffling, I eventually looked up to see the ogre pierced with an arrow on the ground, and concerned silver eyes staring down at me from above. It was Keanne. "Keanne?"

"Ke-? Oh right. Hey, are you alright?" Great, I can't believe he saw that.

"Yeah, I think I'll be fine. Sorry," I apologized, quickly straightening myself. Behind Keanne there were about six knights who were tying up two other ogres who had been with the first. The knights wore chained shirts or something, and they actually looked cool. I wanna wear one. "Who are they?"

"Oh, uh, just a couple knights," Keanne answered quickly.

It didn't even register in my mind that they might know I stole from the Mistress, and my tears forgotten, I suddenly realised once again what happened in the forest. "Oh my god! Keanne! I heard a guy earlier...poison!...the Queen...dead..." I started hyperventilating. That guy was probably far gone by now.

"Whoa calm down." By now, the other free knights had come up to join them. "What's going on?"

"No time to explain," I said frantically. I knew I'd get into so much trouble for this, but at that moment I ran past the surprised knights and Keanne, and to one of the horses. I never rode before, or even came close to a horse, but maybe this one was smart. "Go that way," I called to it when I hopped on.

"That's the girl who stole the money! And now she's stealling your highness' horse!" one of the knights called out.

The horse shot off at a high speed anyway, and I didn't look back. I could still see a small black dot where the carriage was. This horse was going faster than a car, and the carriage was going at a merry go round speed. I think I could probably catch up.

"Milynne!" I heard Keanne shout. I turned my head to see him riding another horse, and he was slowly gaining speed. "What are you doing?!"

"I'll explain later!" I screamed back. I clung onto my horse's bare, brown hairy back as I rode. The horse seemed to know exactly where I wanted to go, and even why.

Never had I felt so free, even though I had stolen a horse. The wind in my hair and face, the smell of fresh pine compared to the bloody bodies of the man and then the ogre. And when the palace came up close, I had to gasp. It was such an amazing sight. The towers were a couple hundred feet tall, and stretched over a length of two football fields. At the gate I could see it open for the black carriage, and I wondered how on earth they could just let in a murderer.

The horse stopped at the closed gate, unfortunately, and when I climbed off I could see I had only a couple minutes before the others caught up with me. I had to warn them though, and even if they didn't believe me I'd physically go up to the Queen and slap the wine out of her hands. I closed my eyes, thinking to myself quietly. I had taken gymnastics for a couple years, so I think I was able to climb over this gate.

"Oh, relax your muscles, and make sure to make yourself as light as possible," I whispered to myself. I grabbed one of the bars to the gate, ignoring the guards that were already running to me. What if they had arrows? Oh well.

I managed to swing myself up the gates, even though they were fifteen feet tall. All the years of training and working out could not have made the ripping of my muscles less painful. Swining my legs over the bar, I jumped off the other side, triumphant. Then I sped towards the front door.

"Who are you young lady?" a man demanded. He looked to be of royal status, wearing black clothes with a black and red cape. He had a mustache and beard, but it was trimmed and he had a rough demenour about him.

"The queen, she's about to be poisoned," I breathed. He had an expression I couldn't read.

"How utterly ridiculous," he spat. "Who would want to poison the queen?"

"Well if not the queen, then maybe King Arthur," I retorted. "Listen I heard a man kill another man for poison, and then I saw him come here."

"Guards, take this girl out of here!" the man ordered. They immediately seized my upper arms.

"No really!" I screamed. Did I just come over here for nothing?

"No, Darren, I'd like to see what this young girl is saying," a woman's soft but strong voice commanded. "Put her down."

I rubbed my arms sorefully. "Your majesty, if you would have someone inspect your wine, you'll see that it has been poisoned," I tried to explain. I looked her right in the eye. She had bright silver eyes, not grey but silver, like Keanne's. "I'm not lying."

Queen Marigold seemed to look right into my soul, before shouting commands. "Sir Keith, go to that new barrel of wine and champagne Lord Darren delivered today and inspect it."

I let out a sigh of relief. She believed me, sorta. I had no idea why I went to this great length to save someone, but I never encountered any sort of murder before this. Unless you counted that murder in the forest just several minutes ago.

Queen Marigold and Lord Darren led me into the courtroom while the alcohol was being inspected. By then, I could make out Keanne the knights from before giving us quizzical looks.

"Milynne, what did you do?" Keanne asked, coming over to me. "Why did you steal that horse?"

"Because I had to make sure that someone didn't poison your Majesty," I replied.

"Mother?" Keanne looked at the Queen worriedly. She gave him a smile.

"I'm fine, Kalan, Lady Milynne reached me just in time."

My eyes widened. "You're Prince Kalan?" I accused angrily. "Why'd you say that your name was Keanne?"

Kalan gave me an apologetic smile. "Uh you see..."

"Queen Marigold! It seems that this girl was correct," Sir Keith entered the courtroom breathlessly. "The wine seems to have been poisoned with some very strong substance. I'm not sure what it was, but we tested it on a rat and it died instantly."

"And not in the champagne?"

"No ma'am."

"Thank you Sir Keith," Queen Marigold said sweetly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lord Darren tense. She turned to me. "Thank you, Lady Milynne for saving my life."

"So can you tell us exactly how you knew this?" Kalan inquired.

"Can you tell me exactly why you lied to me?" I asked instead of answering. Kalan winced. "Um, sorry Queen Marigold. I should go now...um, I have to go somewhere." I have to look for a fairy would sound sorta ridiculous in front of royals. "Um, am I supposed to bow or do that thing girls are supposed to do...?"

"Curtsy?"

"Yeah!"

"No, it's alright," she replied, giving me a smile. "Sir Keith, you may go dispose the alcohol, and then go track down whoever made this wine and the type of poison."

"Yes your majesty." He bowed before leaving the courtroom.

"Um, I'll go now," I said again, standing awkwardly.

"Oh nonsense. You saved my husband's life," Queen Marigold said. "You see, I drink the champagne, and he drinks the wine. They were planning to kill only King Arthur for some reason, but whatever it was, I am most grateful you were there to help." I could only smile. Sooner of later they would ask me how I knew all this, and then if I tell my story it would all lead up to the point where I had died in a car accident. "So all I could offer is a night here at the palace, and we're having a ball tonight in honour of my and the king's anniversary. You must attend."

"No I couldnt..." I started to decline, glaring at Kalan from the corner of my eye. But hang on, this was a perfect chance to find a fairy. "On second thought, I could."

A couple maids showed me upstairs where they bathed me with soap and used conditioner in my hair. I have never smelled so fresh before!

When I got out of the tub, I was dressed in a silver sparkly dress, which was lovely except for the fact that it matched Kalan's eyes.

"You look lovely, Milynne," one of the maids complimented. Oh really? At school I was the ugly plain duckling. No one at school had zits, and they pick on whoever did, even though I only had one or two every once in a while. I had a little belly fat as well, and didn't have breasts to prove that I was a girl. Plus I never wore make up. So I couldn't believe that I looked lovely today.

Standing in the mirror, however, proved otherwise. Even though I had been dirty and messy ever since I woke up in this world, I actually looked decent right now, more than before actually. I had no zits since there was no chocolate in this world, and because I ate little food, I had lost some weight.

At the ball, everyone was already dancing. There was food at the refreshment table which I didn't want to take, and so many couples were dancing together, young or old. "Would you like to dance?" a gentleman around twenty years asked.

I accepted, which was the worst choice I could possibly make. I couldn't dance, at all not even if my life depended on it. I stepped on his toes several times too many, and I could feel my palms sweating as he held my hand.

"Oops, sorry."

The guy was nice about it, but I could tell what he was thinking. What was I doing at a ball? I still had no sign of any fairy, and it didn't look like one would show up.

A new song had started, and before I could walk away someone had grabbed my waist and hand gently my forced me to sway to the music. "You look wonderful. Still mad?"

It was Kalan. "Why didn't you tell me your name was Kalan?" I asked, trying desperately hard not to look down so I wouldn't step on his feet. A part of me had already forgiven him, but I wanted to be angry.

"Well, because...I don't know. I just don't like that much attention I get when people know I'm royalty," he confessed honestly. "Ouch." I stepped on his toes.

"Sorry, it's these high heels. Why couldn't everyone st ick to running shoes?" I muttered. I placed a hang on his shoulder to rebalance myself, standing tall and proud. "So, um, I guess I should thank you. You saved me life with the ogre."

"You saved my dad's life."

"So I guess we're square."

"Excuse me?"

"Even, I mean." I mentally slapped myself. I was still using twenty first century slang, which I should really stop doing. But I guess that if I find a fairy, I'd get home soon anyway.

"You look a hundred miles far away," Kalan said, guiding me through the dancing smoothly. I stepped on his feet less and less as the minutes passed on. "What's on your mind?"

"Oh nothing." Then a thought perked me. "On second thought...can you help me do a favour?"

"Of course." He gave me a grin, his silver eyes sparkling like my dress. "It's hard to see what I can do for you though when you climb a fifteen foot fence after running away from half a dozen riders."

"Well you see..." I glanced around. "I need to find a fairy," I whispered to him.

He started laughing. "A fairy?"

"It's not funny," I said, pouting.

"Why would you need a fairy?"

Because I need her to use her magic to send me back to my world where you use toilet paper and wear jeans, I thought to myself.

"What are jeans?" he asked.

"Oops. Did I say that out loud?" I giggled a little. Oh crap, he was making me nervous. "I guess I could tell you..."

"So you're saying that you come from a completely different world where you apparently died from a...car...accident?" Kalan whispered incredulously a minute later.

"I'm not making this up," I told him harshly.

"I never said you were," he defended.

I sighed. "Well, when and where is the next wedding that I could sneak into?"

"Milynne, I can't just do that. You can't just do that," Kalan told me, frowning a bit. "Fairies are impossible to find, unless it was your own wedding. They usually give the bride and groom a gift, but no other people are seen."

I tried not to look disappointed, but fail. "Ok, fine then," I said quietly, biting my lip. It looked like Kalan was going to say something else, but the song ended just then and I disappeared into the crowd in a second flash. So much for him helping me.

I asked a servant if she could show me to my quarters the queen had set up for me. She showed me, and when I got to it I didn't go straight in. I wanted to leave the palace, and find a fairy so desperately. But what were the chances I could find a fairy that would help me anyway? A prince was powerless to even find one. I slumped down the wall in the middle of the corridor with dry eyes and started beating my head on the wall lightly.

Kalan's POV

I watched her go with a sad eye. I suppose her story made sense because of the way she sometimes talked and acted. I had stopped by several times at the orphanage, but she never saw me. I usually saw the way that she handled the kids, sometimes she would do something so wild like lift a kid in the air and zoom them around in the air like an arrow. But finding a fairy was nearly impossible in Ayortha.

"Kalan?" a squeally girly voice bubbled. I sighed, before putting on a fake smile on my face while turning around.

"Calina," I said with false brightness. "How...wonderful to see you."

"Who was that girl you were talking to?" she demanded, putting her hands to her hips.

"That was Lady Milynne. She recently saved my family from being poisoned," I replied, trying desperately hard to get away.

She frowned, before taking my arm. "Let's dance."

"Let's not."

"Excuse me?" Mock tears started forming, and I sighed. I held out my arm for her.

"Ok fine."

Milynne's POV

I don't know why, but I started to wander the corridors again, very quietly and sneakily. I had a really nasty feeling that something was going on, and didn't like it at all. And I was proven right when I once again heard voices from around the corner.

"So you will not be marrying the Queen, my lord?"

"Not today, but soon," I could hear Lord Darren speak. "I have already thought of a new plan, but in the meanwhile, I need someone to get rid of that peasant," he spat. I made fist and growled under my breath. "Get rid of the girl somehow, since she seems to be on to me. Don't kill her, but rid of her."

"Yes my lord."

"I know I can trust you Sir Brian."

Well that does it. Whatever these two people were doing, they were up to know good. Sir Brian was the voice I recognise from the forest, so he was the murderer. I had to tell Kalan, since he was the only person who knew.

Downstairs, the ball was still going on merrily, and the atmosphere was bright and unmurderous. I spotted Kalan dancing really really close to a blonde haired girl, who looked like she needed less breast and more stomach. I walked over to them determinedly.

"I can't go eat some cake, I'm on a diet," she said in a really annoying voice to Kalan.

"Excuse me," I interrupted. "I have to talk to Prince Kalan for a minute please."

"Can't you see we're dancing?" she whined. She clung onto him. "Talk to him later."

"But it's important."

"I said," she growled, "talk to him later." She pointed a finger with about three diamond rings in the other direction. Kalan gave me a helpless look as she dragged him away.

As I walked back to my guest bedroom, I saw a young girl about the age of twelve with brown hair was sitting alone on the wall like I did earlier. "Hey," I greeted. She was about as solemn as I was.

"Hi." I sat down beside her, and she didn't leave, so we just stayed like that for several minutes.

"Do you ever wish your life was different?" I suddenly asked. "And then one day out of the blue you got it but don't want it."

"I don't know what you mean," she said quietly. "But one day I want something to happen to me that my brother doesn't want. I hate him."

"Who's your brother?"

"Kalan."

I looked at her again. She was definitely Princess Dianna. "Why do you hate him?"

She sniffled. "Because he doesn't want to take the throne when he's of age but he has to, but I want it and I can't get it just because I wasn't born first."

"Why doesn't he want the throne?"

She shrugged, before getting up. "Beats me. All I know is that mom and dad aren't fair." She stomped off angrily.

The next morning I woke up freshly for the first time in a month. I got dressed in a plain dress, even though I hate dresses, tucked in my dagger under my skirt again, and was lead downstairs for breakfast.

"How was the ball last night, Milynne?" Marigold greeted me as we sat down for breakfast. I was getting sick of all these formal meals. Breakfast and lunch should just be normal, with occasional messy dinners.

"It was wonderful," I lied.

"I'd like to introduce you to my husband and the king of Ayortha, Arthur," she said as the man himself sat down. I held out his hand for him to shake, but he brought it up to his lips like everyone did last night.

Breakfast was quiet. I had to tell Kalan what happened, but I couldn't do it with all these people around. I eyed him across the table and my eyes darted towards the door. He nodded slightly, and we ate in silence.

After breakfast, unfortunately, a page whisked him away for duties and I was stuck walking around the palace looking for something to do. I walked outside to visit the stables, and saw the horse I had ridden last night run up to me in delight.

"That was Prince Kalan's horse you stole last night," a knight said lightly as I patted the horse wondrously. "His name is Noche. That's Frellan for Night." That's spanish though...So I guess speaking Frellan would be easy.

"Milynne."

"Sir Ronald of Frell," he bowed. He looked familiar. In fact, he looked just like the guy Tess had shown me in the picture.

"Oh my god you're Tess' husband!" I gasped.

His eyes widened. "How did you know?"

"Because I lived and worked with her for a few weeks. You're supposed to be dead," I whispered, glancing around.

"Ssh." He led me and Noche quickly to the stables, where no one was there except for horses. Ronald was quite frantic. "Listen, you can't tell anyone that it was me, and especially not Tess."

"Why not? She's heartbroken," I hissed.

"Because. I don't know if you know but we had a little girl just a few years ago. The healer had reported that she was a stillborn and took her away. A few weeks later I got a message that our little girl Ariannea was kidnapped by that same healer. He threatened that if I don't leave Ayortha for some reason, she would die. And then he would seek out Tess."

"Then why are you here now?" I demanded roughly with a little sarcasm.

"I'm a Frellan knight, you see. I'm here on business for a couple days before I ride back to Frell with the Prince," he answered. He looked like he was releasing one huge breath from all these years.

Wow. Poor Tess. First her daughter, then her husband and now her mother. "What happened to Arianna?"

"Never heard from her or the fake healer again."

I sighed, before turning to glare at Sir Ronald. "I can't believe you would just leave your wife like that! You're supposed to protect her!"

"I was! By leaving, I was protecting her and Arianna."

"Well chances are Arianna is dead by now. What type of murderer or bandit would keep a little girl alive all these years?" I retorted. "Go back to Tess. Take her away with you. You seem to know two royal families, go to one of them!"

Fear darted in Sir Ronald's eyes. "I can't."

"It's so simple," I argued, frustrated. Back in my world, things were definitely so much more simple. "She misses you, you her and you'll have the best guards out there in no time protecting the both of you."

"We-"

A scream errupted from inside, followed by a roar. We looked at each other before rushing inside the palace to the courtroom. Queen Marigold was holding a letter crying and King Arthur looked furious.

"I bet it was that Lady Milynne, sir," Lord Darren told the king, gleaming at me maliciously. "She obviously planted the poison herself and rescused you from it to be rewarded. Then when she got her chance, she would kidnap Princess Dianna."

"What?" I yelled. Kalan was looking in disbelief at me.

"You're under arrest," I recognised Sir Brian marching up to me with a sword in hand, "Now tell us where the little girl is."

It just didn't apepar to stop, my nightmare. I bolted away from the knights, and ran past Sir Ronald who was shocked. "But she was with me all morning..."

I didn't stay to listen to what they had to say. Brian and that Darren would definitely get me arrested and probably hanged anyway, and then kill Princess Dianna on their own. I ran back outside, and for once I wished more than anything that I had a car and Derek was teaching me how to drive.

"I'm not letting my little sis take some crappy city bus to school every day," Derek said while giving me a bear hug on my sixteenth birthday party. I gasped as I saw a shiny red sports car in the driveway. "We all pitched in," he said, gesturing to himself, Stacey, mom and dad, Anna and a few of his senior friends.

"Happy birthday," Derek's friend Josh said sweetly to me, handing me the keys. He was so cute, and here he was at my sweet sixteen. I started laughing with joy.

"Oh thank you thank you thank you!"

Derek had never shown me how to drive, even though I was driving that night to Anna's party. It was completely the other driver's fault anyway. Now here I was in a different world on the run as a criminal mastermind, once again.

"Milynne!" I heard Kalan cry out. I ran into the stables, jumping into a pile of straw. The stables were huge, they would have to search for a few minutes before they could find me.

I could hear footsteps run past me to the other end of the stables, and I crawled out of the haystack before running back outside to meet a sword.

"Aah!" I screamed. I held out my arm to block it, and thankfully, I was met by the flat side of the blade. I kicked Sir Brian in the nuts before darting away from the stables to the gates.

Thankfully, the gates were open so I didn't have to climb over them again. I didn't know why I bothered running out, they were bound to jump on horses and get me then. All of a sudden, I heard hooves and to my pleasure, I saw Noche running up beside me, neighing. I quickly jumped onto his back, holding onto his neck tightly as he ran as fast as the wind into the forest. As soon as I was sure we had lost them, I relaxed myself, before realising I was once again on my own with no where to go.