Chapter 2: Master of Princesses
Gigi looked around at her current surrounding. The blackness outside her cage was depressing. Her cage itself was small and barren. She shivered at the ever occurring chill. She stared at her gag she had pulled out of her mouth when they first threw her in the cage. She huddled up in the corner of the cage. Many guards with the dark green cloak passed by.
"I hope mama and papa aren't worrying about me," thought Gigi to herself. Every now and then a young girl would be roughly carried or pulled by the wrist past her cage. Gigi wondered why these men were bringing all of these girls here. Many of them looked like they came from royalties. She continued to look around her cage for possible escape but it seemed no use.
"Here wench, eat up," said one of the guards as he slid her a bowl of mush from outside the cage. Gigi stared at it with distaste. She pushed the bowl away and put her knees to her chin. She sighed in grief as a few tears rolled down her cheeks. She quietly cried herself to sleep.
She awoke the next morning with bright lights all around her. She sat up and looked around. "Where am I? This isn't my cell," said Gigi aloud to herself as she looked at the fine draping and fancy paintings on the wall. The floor was a soft velvet of light blue.
The ceiling was painted with clouds and little cupids flying about. Gigi stood up off the bed and walked over to the window. It lead to a large balcony that overlooked a gorgeous waterfall. She watched some birds fly over head. "Am I dreaming?" Gigi asked herself.
"Madam!" called a voice from inside. Gigi turned to see short little girls with their purple hair tied into braids hanging on the sides of their heads. Their green little eyes shimmered in the light. "Madam madam! You must be made up to see master!" they all cry to Gigi.
Gigi just stares at them. They start rushing towards her. "Ahh! There's no way I am dressing up for the one who captured me!" yelps Gigi as she tries to escape from the little girls. They grab her and carry her inside. "Let me go!" yelled Gigi as the little girls carried her to a marbled room which smelled of kiwi and passion fruit.
They stripped her of her cloths and pushed her into a large tub full of steaming hot water. The aroma of the bath was mesmerizing. Gigi sat up in the bath, about to get out when she suddenly felt drowsy. She laid back in the tub as the little girls started scrubbing down her body and washing her hair with a watermelon smelling shampoo. Gigi closed her eyes as they continued cleansing her. After a few moments, they helped her up out of the tub.
They wrapped a robe around her and walked her out to the main bed room. They sat her down on a soft silk pillow. Her eyes were still heavy when the little girls started drying and brushing out her hair. Some others stood her up and helped her into an attractive dress decked with jewels and lace. She sat back down as the little girls styled her hair into a cute style that matched well with her outfit. They stood her back up. "Now you are ready to see master!" they all cry with joy.
Gigi finally comes to her senses and looks at what the dressed her up in. "Get this off of me now!" ordered Gigi with a scream. One of the girls whistled and a guard came into the room. He gently picked Gigi up. Then he bound her hands behind her back so she could not struggle as much. "Why are you doing this to me!?" demands Gigi as he carries her out of the bedroom.
All of the little girls wave. The guard does not answer her question. He carries her silently through many hallways and up and down many stairs until he reaches a small room. Gigi looked to see there was another girl in the room also. She was dressed up nicely like herself. In fact she looked almost the same as Gigi. The girl was crying. Gigi walked over to her and sat next to her.
"What's wrong?" she asked the girl. The girl scowled at her through her tears. "I miss my family, I hate it here," she cries. Gigi makes a sad and concerned face. "I do too," says Gigi. "Next!" calls the guard. Another guard grabs the girl by the wrist and pulls her into another room. Gigi peeks around the corner to the room.
The guard sets the girl in front of a set of steps. In a thrown at the top was another man who looked similar to the guards, but he had a small blue aura around him. He stood up and walked down to the girl. "Stand!" he said. The girl did so with the guards help. The man with the blue aura lifted up the girls head by placing his finger under her chin.
His face was covered by a cloak but it looked like he was looking into the eyes of the girl. The girl started crying again for fear he might hurt her. The man drops his hand. He kneels on one knee and picks up the girls hand and kisses it. He stands again. "I am sorry for putting you through the trauma of being taken from your home, you may return," says the man as he places his hand on her girls forehead. The girl looks at him with a confused look on her face. His hand begins to glow and the girl closes her eyes. She starts to vanish. She slowly fades.
"What did he do to her?" asked Gigi to herself. "Next princess!" yelled the guard. A guard came up behind Gigi and took her by the arm. He pulled her to the middle of the room. He made her sit before the man. The man looked down at her. Gigi stared at the floor.
"Stand!" said the man. Gigi did on her own. The man did as he had before. He placed his finger under Gigi's chin and raised her head. He looked her in the eyes. Gigi kept a straight face, hopping he would finish faster. He didn't stop looking at her eyes. Suddenly his eyes lite up with a ice blue light. Gigi blinked. "Did you just see my eyes flash?" asks the man, his face very close to Gigi's. She nodded slowly. She bite her lip not sure as what was to come.
The man dropped his hand. He reached his other hand towards her hair. Gigi moved trying to not let him touch her. The guard held her in her place. The man fingered her hair gently. He then picked up her hand and studied it. His eyes probing the lines on her palm, the type of her nails, the length of her fingers. "What is he doing?" asked Gigi to herself.
The man's hands fell to his sides. "Stop the capture of princesses! I have found her!" yells the man loudly. All the guards rejoice. Gigi's heart sunk. "What happens to me now?" thought Gigi with a gulp.
Gigi looked around at her current surrounding. The blackness outside her cage was depressing. Her cage itself was small and barren. She shivered at the ever occurring chill. She stared at her gag she had pulled out of her mouth when they first threw her in the cage. She huddled up in the corner of the cage. Many guards with the dark green cloak passed by.
"I hope mama and papa aren't worrying about me," thought Gigi to herself. Every now and then a young girl would be roughly carried or pulled by the wrist past her cage. Gigi wondered why these men were bringing all of these girls here. Many of them looked like they came from royalties. She continued to look around her cage for possible escape but it seemed no use.
"Here wench, eat up," said one of the guards as he slid her a bowl of mush from outside the cage. Gigi stared at it with distaste. She pushed the bowl away and put her knees to her chin. She sighed in grief as a few tears rolled down her cheeks. She quietly cried herself to sleep.
She awoke the next morning with bright lights all around her. She sat up and looked around. "Where am I? This isn't my cell," said Gigi aloud to herself as she looked at the fine draping and fancy paintings on the wall. The floor was a soft velvet of light blue.
The ceiling was painted with clouds and little cupids flying about. Gigi stood up off the bed and walked over to the window. It lead to a large balcony that overlooked a gorgeous waterfall. She watched some birds fly over head. "Am I dreaming?" Gigi asked herself.
"Madam!" called a voice from inside. Gigi turned to see short little girls with their purple hair tied into braids hanging on the sides of their heads. Their green little eyes shimmered in the light. "Madam madam! You must be made up to see master!" they all cry to Gigi.
Gigi just stares at them. They start rushing towards her. "Ahh! There's no way I am dressing up for the one who captured me!" yelps Gigi as she tries to escape from the little girls. They grab her and carry her inside. "Let me go!" yelled Gigi as the little girls carried her to a marbled room which smelled of kiwi and passion fruit.
They stripped her of her cloths and pushed her into a large tub full of steaming hot water. The aroma of the bath was mesmerizing. Gigi sat up in the bath, about to get out when she suddenly felt drowsy. She laid back in the tub as the little girls started scrubbing down her body and washing her hair with a watermelon smelling shampoo. Gigi closed her eyes as they continued cleansing her. After a few moments, they helped her up out of the tub.
They wrapped a robe around her and walked her out to the main bed room. They sat her down on a soft silk pillow. Her eyes were still heavy when the little girls started drying and brushing out her hair. Some others stood her up and helped her into an attractive dress decked with jewels and lace. She sat back down as the little girls styled her hair into a cute style that matched well with her outfit. They stood her back up. "Now you are ready to see master!" they all cry with joy.
Gigi finally comes to her senses and looks at what the dressed her up in. "Get this off of me now!" ordered Gigi with a scream. One of the girls whistled and a guard came into the room. He gently picked Gigi up. Then he bound her hands behind her back so she could not struggle as much. "Why are you doing this to me!?" demands Gigi as he carries her out of the bedroom.
All of the little girls wave. The guard does not answer her question. He carries her silently through many hallways and up and down many stairs until he reaches a small room. Gigi looked to see there was another girl in the room also. She was dressed up nicely like herself. In fact she looked almost the same as Gigi. The girl was crying. Gigi walked over to her and sat next to her.
"What's wrong?" she asked the girl. The girl scowled at her through her tears. "I miss my family, I hate it here," she cries. Gigi makes a sad and concerned face. "I do too," says Gigi. "Next!" calls the guard. Another guard grabs the girl by the wrist and pulls her into another room. Gigi peeks around the corner to the room.
The guard sets the girl in front of a set of steps. In a thrown at the top was another man who looked similar to the guards, but he had a small blue aura around him. He stood up and walked down to the girl. "Stand!" he said. The girl did so with the guards help. The man with the blue aura lifted up the girls head by placing his finger under her chin.
His face was covered by a cloak but it looked like he was looking into the eyes of the girl. The girl started crying again for fear he might hurt her. The man drops his hand. He kneels on one knee and picks up the girls hand and kisses it. He stands again. "I am sorry for putting you through the trauma of being taken from your home, you may return," says the man as he places his hand on her girls forehead. The girl looks at him with a confused look on her face. His hand begins to glow and the girl closes her eyes. She starts to vanish. She slowly fades.
"What did he do to her?" asked Gigi to herself. "Next princess!" yelled the guard. A guard came up behind Gigi and took her by the arm. He pulled her to the middle of the room. He made her sit before the man. The man looked down at her. Gigi stared at the floor.
"Stand!" said the man. Gigi did on her own. The man did as he had before. He placed his finger under Gigi's chin and raised her head. He looked her in the eyes. Gigi kept a straight face, hopping he would finish faster. He didn't stop looking at her eyes. Suddenly his eyes lite up with a ice blue light. Gigi blinked. "Did you just see my eyes flash?" asks the man, his face very close to Gigi's. She nodded slowly. She bite her lip not sure as what was to come.
The man dropped his hand. He reached his other hand towards her hair. Gigi moved trying to not let him touch her. The guard held her in her place. The man fingered her hair gently. He then picked up her hand and studied it. His eyes probing the lines on her palm, the type of her nails, the length of her fingers. "What is he doing?" asked Gigi to herself.
The man's hands fell to his sides. "Stop the capture of princesses! I have found her!" yells the man loudly. All the guards rejoice. Gigi's heart sunk. "What happens to me now?" thought Gigi with a gulp.