Hello my lovely snowflakes!
Happy Thanksgiving! We're finally back to this story now! It's my Thanksgiving gift to you!
Are you supposed to give Thanksgiving gifts? Oh well, who cares!
Have you been waiting long? Yes? I know. I'm sorry. I've been working on my English project for the past few weeks.
But this is just the way fan fiction goes.
But now, I finally give you...CHAPTER 2!
Let's enter the snowstorm!
The girls knew something big must have happened. It wasn't everyday when their foster mother formally calls them into throne room. The girls all stood at the giant, red double doors where two knights had been placed.
"Do you wish to go in miladies?" said one of the knights. The girls were silent. They didn't know what to expect to be revealed once the doors were opened and quite frankly, they were a little scared.
"Miladies?" said the same knight. "Are you three alright?" said the other.
"W-We're fine!" Juvia was the first to finally speak up. "We're just a little tired is all, but we'll go right to bed once we meet with Mama and Papa!" The knights still seemed a little spectacle. "Could you please just open the doors for us?" said Juvia in the sweetest way possible.
The knights shrugged their suspicion off and each pushed one of the giant doors open. The girl's faces paled even more when they saw Mavis and Zeref sitting upright upon their thrones...both wearing shoes.
"Umm...Okay! Thanks so much for your help, we'll be moving on now!" Juvia said as she pushed her frozen sisters into the throne room. The doors were closed once they were all in and standing directly in front of the thrones.
"Girls, we have something to tell you and need you to listen very carefully. Alright?" Mavis said in a unusually serious tone. The other girls stayed completely silent and just turned their heads to Juvia. She sighed seeing that she was clearly going to have to be their spokesperson. "Yes Mama, we're listening."
"Good. You know that all three of you will be turning 18 this upcoming year right? And you also know what turning 18 means. For years your Papa and I have been getting marriage offers and for years we've been turning them down. However, that has changed now." The tension in the room rose up so high you could almost see it as the thoughts of arranged marriage plagued the princesses' minds.
"Don't worry, we still haven't accepted any marriage offers, but we did make a deal with the royal family of Foceata. They have two sons who they're going to send here for you three to meet. It will be 100% up to you if you wish to marry them or not." This news calmed the girls down, however Levy was still on the worrisome side.
As if reading her daughter's mind, Mavis spoke again. "Levy, I don't want to to feel any pressure to marry first just because you're the eldest." This brought her down to the calmness level of her sisters.
"I know this is quite an inconsiderate request, but we humbly ask you to accept it." said Zeref. Juvia didn't even have to look at her sisters to be able to reply. "Of course we accept Papa. It would be our pleasure to test our skills as proper princesses and meet handsome princes."
Mavis smiled. "That's so great." But her smile was soon replaced by a pout. "And just so you know Papa's the one who made me do it! I didn't want to accept the request but he kept pestering me all the time!" The seriousness of the situation was destroyed with the words Mavis spoke. She started throwing her legs and arms in the air; banging against her chair repeatedly. The commotion causes maids and knights from all over the castle to come rushing in.
"Don't worry! I got it!" Mirajane said, sending the maids and guards back to where they came. She had been Mavis's Lady in waiting for years and knew exactly how to handle one of her tantrum fits. "Queen Mavis, how many times have I told you that you can't blame everything on other people." she said in a stern voice. Mavis, who had long disposed of her shoes and was now running around the room being chased by her husband responded quickly. "As many times as I've told you to just call me Mavis."
"You know I only call you Queen Mavis when you start acting up!" Mira joined Zeref in trying to catch the small adult but soon stopped and turned in the direction of the not-at-all-surprised princesses. "Sorry girls, it looks like your meeting is done. You can go back to your daily lives now." Then she continued running after Mavis.
The princesses turned and walked towards the doors that were once again opened by knights. They walked down one of the halls and once they were sure that they couldn't be heard, they let out the breath they were holding in.
"Thank God! I actually thought we were getting arranged marriages!" said Lucy. "I know right, that was so scary I was almost frozen!" said Levy. "What do you mean almost! You were frozen! Juvia was the one who had to speak for you guys!" shouted Juvia.
"Wait! Did you hear something?" Levy whispered. The girls listened closely until they heard faint screams. They had stopped right in front of the door to the dungeon (which doubled as a torture chamber).
"Back away slowly then run?" asked Levy. "Agreed!" said Lucy and Juvia. The girls backed away from the door and ran down several hallways before stopping. "Th-That was t-terrible!" heaved Lucy as she tried catching her breath. "Y-Yeah! I can't believe we actually went down the Haunted Night!" said Juvia.
The girls used to play all around the castle before they really knew where everything was and would get lost. It didn't really matter since every where was always safe and there were knights to give them directions. But when they were six years old, the girls were playing with their new wooden ball and they ended up in a hallway with no knights or guards anywhere. There also seemed to be no rooms, and the torches that lit the hallway seemed...darker than the rest.
Being the curious little princesses they were, they walked down the hall and inspected it. There were no pieces of artwork or even moldings on the bottom of the wall. The whole hallway was basically bare and dark. They came to a black wooden door and stopped in front of it. It had moldings of chains on it and a silver door knocker hanging from a demon molding's mouth.
They were about to walk away when the door slowly creaked open. They peered through the crack, but saw nothing but darkness. Then they heard the most ear-splitting scream that they had ever heard. It caused Levy to drop the ball she was holding down into the dark room. Then one-after-one more screams came. Screams of different pitches and tone. By then the girls were scared out of their minds and were running down the hallways, screaming, trying to get back to their rooms.
From then on they called that hallway the Haunted Night because there were no knights and they thought the screams came from ghosts. Even after they found out that they were in the hallway of the dungeon, they continued to call it the Haunted Night.
"Who ever the dungeon keeper is must be a demon to be able to handle living down there and causing all those people so much pain!" said Levy. The girls silently agreed and started heading towards their rooms.
. . .
"This sucks." said Romeo. He and his adoptive brother, Gray, were walking through their castle after talking to their parents: King Kanji and Queen Saluna of Foceata.
"Many have tried to get the King of Queen of Fiore to arrange marriages for their three daughters, but none have ever succeeded. They think it should be the princesses' choice who they decide to marry. A marriage merge between our kingdoms will not only raise our reputation, but we can also expand our trade market. We told the King and Queen that you two would visit and it would be completely up to you if you want to marry or not. That is what they think will happen. We want Gray to win over the eldest daughter and propose as soon as possible."said Kanji.
Their parents weren't always so sneaky. They used to be the second most loved king and queen. Years ago, the king's younger brother (Gray's father) died along with his wife in an attack on the village he was living in. That's when Gray was adopted into the royal family. The queen's sister (Romeo's mother) died during child birth not long afterward and Romeo was also adopted into the family.
The deaths of their loved ones caused them to become bitter people, but deep inside they were still the loving rulers they used to be.
"The visit is taking place in a few days. We couldn't get a painting of the girls but just remember that the eldest daughter has blue hair and hazel eyes." said Kanji. "Do you two understand?" asked Saluna. "Yes your royal highness." said Gray and Romeo as they bowed.
"Why do I have to go anyway? I just turned 13!" said Romeo. "13 is the age when you're allowed to get engaged. You get married when you're 18." said Gray. "But I heard the princesses of Fiore are all like 17! They're too old for me!" shouted Romeo. "King Kanji and Queen Saluna never even said anything about you getting married. All you have to do it show up." said Gray.
"Hey, how do you feel about all of this?" asked Romeo. He looked at his brother's forever solemn face and awaited his answer. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Are you okay with being told who to marry? Do you even want to get married?" asked Romeo. Gray's mouth twitched ever so slightly, but Romeo noticed.
"It's not my choice. We were adopted into a royal family so it's our responsibility to keep our kingdom running." said Gray. Romeo sighed. Gray never spoke his mind and always tried to act so cool. Ever since his parents died he never opened up to anyone. Not even Romeo.
And we've made it to the ice castle!
I was planning on writing a whole lot more than this, but the food is ready and I wanted to have this uploaded today (^_^)
I can't wait for Winter Break to get here. I'm getting really tired of school. Especially that English project that's due the day before we start Winter Break -_-
But who cares about that right now. It's Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving again! Don't get too fat ;D
*Stand. Bow. Aye Sir!*
And I'll see ya next storm!
