Bubbles' POV
I could barely breathe, I could barely screamed and my heart was beating so fast that I thought my chest would explode like the thunder that drummed and pounded through the sky. No matter how fast I was running, it just wasn't fast enough...he was right behind me.
"YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME! AURORA! MY BEAUITFUL BRIDE!"
"SOMEONE! PLEASE! HELP ME!" The words escaped through my lips.
The words kept echoing in my mind, I turned the corner...I just slipped...I landed on the floor with a heavy thud. I crawled onto my hands and knees until...until something grabbed me.
I felt so frozen, it took so much effort just to get my neck to turn around to look.
I gasped...the horror would make my heart stop dead cold...It...it...was Richard...I think...but he was a rotting fleshy corpse...his jaw was falling off. I struggled against his grip, a warm liquid was resting on my hands...in fact all over. I looked at my hands, they were...covered in blood. My eyes just darted from side to side, taking in everything I was seeing...I was surrounded by Corpses...
I'LL FIND YOU AURORA!"
I was in complete shock, I could barely make a sound. Helen...that guard...even Mommy was there...
"You Promise you'd watch over your Father for me...You promise." Mom hissed, her jaw fell off and her eye rolled out of her skull and right towards me.
"Aaaaaa...aaaaaa, "A sound was finally escaping my throat. I felt something...someone behind me...my head just turned around...Daddy was holding his sword in the air...covered in blood.
"Found you...my lovely Queen." The crazed look in his eyes, "HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAAHHAHAHAHAHA!"
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
I shot right up...I screamed and screamed.
"Hey! Hey! Cheese and Toast!" A voice yelled, a hand suddenly covered my mouth, "None of that fussy fuss, 'kay? You'll hurt our poor little ears." I could finally breathe, my lungs were gasping for air, I was shaking, and my heart was pounding like crazy still.
Where was I?
"What the hell is going on? Who's dyin?" A deeper voice rushed into the room.
"Cupie, shushie. Now that you're up, time for introductions," The first voice ordered, she hopped up like a little bunny with this joyful smile on her face. She sounded so...familiar, "I'm Belle V-...No..just Belle will be fine."
Two small figures were jumping up and down that drew my attention, one of them was this scary looking teddy bear with a creepy wide toothy smile and the other a Pumpkin Head doll with a sack like body and green vines for arms and feet.
"Alright, alright you two. Peace and crackers, these here are my adorable companions, Mina the Bear and Pumpkin Head Jack, "This girl named Belle seemed super nice and so hyper that I couldn't help but smile except for the taller figure standing right beside her, "And this is Cupie."
"It's Buttercup. Enough about us, "This tall girl came right towards me, with a distrusting look, "Who are you?"
She gasped in surprise and excitement. She came right into my face, she was so close that I backed up a little, "Cheese on toast, almost forgot." She rushed off and came back just as quick and placed a small plate in front of me, "Breakfast, Cheese on Toast. Oh Stranger, what's your name?"
My throat felt dry, I wasn't really good at lying and this Buttercup girl looked down right scary. I never even thought of a name for myself...I can't tell them that I'm the Princess...they may not believe me...or worse...they might believe me and send me back.
"Bubbles." I just coughed out and took a quick bite of the toast, it was so good. Maybe I was just starving, but this weird breakfast was delightful. The bread was warm and steamy and the cheese...was so nice and gooey.
"Bubbles huh?" This Buttercup seemed to scoff, "As if, what's your real name? Where did you come from? Who sent ya? I bet it was Him, just confess and I won't turn ya into mulch."
She looked dirty like she's been playing around in dirt, her green tunic was covered in dust and dirt, not to mention it was big, like it was meant for a man with short sleeves that looked like they were ripped off, her pants were brown and looked big as well with a yellow sash tied around her tunic and waist and had on slippers. Despite her shaggy clothes, she was pretty...really pretty. Her shoulder length hair was spiky and seemed wild but it suited her and it was a lovely shade of black. Her skin was a darker tone compare to my lovely milky white skin and she had lovely green eyes.
I took another bite, looking down.
"Cupie? No Bully."
She scoffed again, walking away, "I don't have time for this. I've got work ta do."
"Don't mind Cupie, she doesn't really trust strangers, it's a fairy thing. Oopies, silly willy me, I shouldn't have said that. You promise you won't tell, Bubbly. "
This Belle girl was very pretty too, especially with that smile. She was a darker tone, darker than that Buttercup girl. She had dark brown hair that was cut short in the back and hung longer in the front and over her right part of her face. She had this pretty lighter purple eyes...maybe Lavendar. She has these cute freckles that sprinkled over her nose, so precious. She wears a white short sleeve chemise that expose her shoulders (very daring) a purple bodice, and a black dress with green vines sewed onto it. She wore black fingerless gloves, but what really caught my eyes was the silver teddy bear clip that was pinned on the right strap of her bodice. That looked really expensive, in fact...her clothes looked expensive too.
She seem to notice me looking but she just smiled, "Oh you like? Sorry, can't have it. Especially since you didn't promise-"
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" A man rushes into the room, "It sounded like a Banshee was screaming!"
"She's up, our guest is up." Belle just smiled and giggled happily.
The man looked at me, with this snobbish look, "Well it's about time. Honestly, the Prince with him bringing these strays. Well, she needs to clean up, we can't have her cleaning around here...like that." He had a weird accent, with black short hair and a pink streak, he turned around with his hand on his forehead all dramatic like, "Oh...why must I go through this, I wanted to be a royal stylist for Princesses...not a Steward."
"You're not The Royal Steward Gill." Belle stuck her tongue out playfully.
He gasped and shouted, "MY NAME IS GIGI! Why is that so hard to remember!"
"GILL! DID YOU FIND OUT WHAT WAS THAT NOISE?" Another man came towards the door.
"My name is Gigi! Why can't anyone understand that?" The man just ran off, crying.
"Ok? You? Fur girl? Get yourself clean up and ready for work. Belle, you need to get cooking."
"Yes Sir," Belle giggled as the Man left, "That's Mr. Robbie, he's the Royal Steward. Oh, I'll bring you some hot water."
I sat there on the bed, I finished my breakfast and completely confused. I didn't know what to do, where was I? Or what I should do next? I mean, should I try to escape or should I stay here for the time being?
Belle came back with her adorable little dolls. She was carrying a bucket, soap and clothes, while her bear was carrying clothes and the pumpkin doll was holding scissors and a brush.
"Now then, bucket, cake of soap...why they call it cake when it doesn't even have flour and sugar I'll never understand these people. My little Mina, my rational little stuffie brought you some clothes...but she said no to the Tea. I mean who doesn't wishie washed without a cup of tea, I'll never understand that either. My naughty fun Pumpkin Head Jackie, brought a brush and some scissors. You can burrow my mirror." Belle pulled the curtains over the window, she placed an ivory hand mirror right on the bed.
"Thank you." I mumbled.
"Glad tidings!" She just shouted, leaving the room and closing the door.
Normal POV
The Prince sighed impatiently as he was going over the most boring lesson of Royal affairs ever. He never could get into it.
"This is way, Royal Marriages are important and planned carefully. Your Highness, is it more beneficial to marry a Princess from a Warring Kingdom or a Rich Kingdom?" The Tutor looked at him.
The Prince rubbed the back of his head, wincing as he answered, "Depends of...the Kingdom's situation?"
"Precisely, excellent your highness. For a moment there, I thought you wasn't paying attention. If the Kingdom is in need of funds, it would be wise to marry a Princess from a wealthy Kingdom, and what does that entail?"
"Huh?"
"What does that entail? How do you chose a wealthy Princess?"
There was a long pause, as the Prince just stared, "Uh? Uh?...it's not just money, right?"
The Tutor sighed, "It's Trade, trade helps. Your Highness, I must urge that you learn these of Royal Affairs, you'll be 18 soon. You must chose a bride, who will make this Kingdom flourish."
"Yeah...yeah." The Prince got up, impatient, "See you tomorrow." The Prince ran out the door, his royal advisor and the royal sorcerer were standing right outside of the door.
They both followed him as he walked down the hall, "Your Highness, I need you to sign this law, on the import of fertile Volcanic Ash."
"Ok." The Prince stopped, pulling out his new invention, the charcoal ink pen, "I'm sure Brick will be happy with that, and the export of the Process Metals. Don't want him coming over here pissed off again. Oh and export it to the Kingdom of Flora, Butch needs that. Let's not tell them huh, don't want them pisses off at me."
"Certainly not," The Advisor laughed nervously, "Also, the new tax on Magical items?"
"That's still debatable."
"But Your Highness, with the War between Magi and Sonata, all trade has stopped. Magic and the items needed are scare-"
Thats when the Royal Sorcerer, Him interrupted, "Precisely, which is why I believe you should consider my proposal."
The Prince sighed, "Oh look, geez will you look at the time. Time is short, gotta go." The Prince opened a heavy door and slammed it shut before anyone could say anything.
The advisor shrugged his shoulders and walked down the hall, talking to the servants, "We can at least do the trade."
Him snarled as once again the Prince dodged his question.
The Prince sighed in exhaustion, the room he entered was filled with beakers, a fireplace, and all sorts of inventions and contraptions. Scholar Utonium and his son Ken were working on a wheel.
The Prince happily came rushing towards him, holding his pen, "It worked, my pen worked!"
"Excellent your highness. I didn't think it would work. The charcoal kept the ink moist still, fascinating."
"Of course, the laundry maid won't be to happy about this. I got ink all in my pocket."
"But it's a small sacrifice for science. How was this accomplish."
"Well, I remember my time in Airebellia. Their salt has a magical property." The Prince sighs as he placed his quail pen down on the table, "Of course, now their trade is close. Magi too. This is a fine mess."
"Your Highness?" Ken sat beside the Prince.
"I don't know what to do. I told Dad I didn't want a Kingdom. I'm not good with all these decisions. Without Magic, my Kingdom could perish. We depend on Magic to make our trade goods, Our Alchemists can't make change Cooper into gold, Wiccas can't make potions, and Dress Mages need wands to make clothes."
"Yes, that is quite a mess."
"Yeah, all because my Cousin the Duke of Magi refuses to marry the Princess. Not to mention, Him wants me to marry the Princess of Magi."
"That would be a great solution."
The Prince bumped his head on the table, "But I don't want too...I guess I still have my heart set on someone else...I don't know...someone who gets me."
Scholar Utonium and Ken looked at each other, Ken change the subject, "Oh, Prince why don't you tell us what you discovered last week."
The Prince snapped out of his depressing thoughts and brightened up, "Well, it was when Him taught me that Fire spell. We know that when super heated, Sand turns into glass, well...what about different color flames?"
Bubbles' POV
Snip!
I cut my other pigtail. My blue silk ribbon falling to the ground along with it. My hair, now just barely covered my neck, but at least I was able to scrub the blood out of it and off my hands. At least, my hair shined like the golden sun still, but...it was because of this that...that Daddy chose me...and...and...I didn't want anyone to see it, never again. I put the clothes on that Belle gave me.
A simple cotton chemise, with a light blue bodice, white dress, and brown peasant shoes.
I placed my old tattered clothes under my bed. I will try to get rid of them later. I took my ring off, through it was almost painful and put it into my bag. I placed my hand on my necklace, I should remove it...but I just couldn't seem to find the strength to remove it.
Is it so wrong to depend on this for strength? He's probably engaged by now...My Kind, Playful Prince...I haven't seen in...for maybe four or five years...since Mommy died.
I don't know, I feel so confused and so...so tormented. The door suddenly opened and I placed my fur cloak over myself.
"Are you not due yet?" A big woman came through the door.
I nodded, standing up.
"Good, go and start sweeping the pantry. And no stealing, or else you'll go right to jail. Honestly, I don't know what my lord is thinking, bringing in another one of his strays. I'm Hagatha, I'm Head Housemaid and you'll be answering to me, understand?"
I nodded.
"Don't know how to speak, where's a Yes Mam?"
"Yes Mam, thank you mam." I said in a low voice, with a light curtsy.
"Good, at least this stray has some manners. Follow me, I'll take ya to the Pantry, Welcome to Eqaria."
Eqaria? Eqaria? It can't be?
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