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I anxiously waited for the day of the funeral and wondered if I would be invited. I would find some way to sneak into the facilities but apparently that wasn't necessary. Two days before the ceremony, it was announced that all were invited to it and there would definitely be room since it was taking place on the palace grounds. As soon as the announcers left, I started picking out what to wear. I decided on a plain black gown, it wasn't all that beautiful, nor very complimenting but, as I was a peasant, it would do.
(no this is not the end)
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"We are gathered here today, all for one purpose, to mourn the loss of Princess Miranda...." were the first words that came out of High Chancellor Thomas's mouth on the day of the funeral. They were also the words that struck me hardest. They reminded me with a jolt that it was at my mother's funeral that Char and I first met. This time he would close the coffin instead of me, and hopefully, I would go talk to him first.
These were my thoughts as I took a seat near the back of the facilities (seating arrangements were made in accordance to rank). From where I was, I had a clear view of Char, head bowed and grave. He closed the coffin with a creak. As he stood there, one hand still on the coffin, most of the guest filed out towards the Dining hall - most.
"Mandy, why don't you go join the feast, i'll meet you there in a few minutes." Ella said, watching Char's every move.
"Ella, you're a peasant, you aren't of importance to him anymore. Come love, lets go." replied Mandy as gently as she could.
"No, Mandy, I know he wouldn't forget me, I'll meet you later!" And with that I walked off towards Char.
Just as I got within ten feet, along with a small crowd of well-wishers, he got into a coach with his family. Slowly I peered into the window and saw Cecilia comfort Char. She handed him a handkerchief and must have said something funny because the whole family started laughing. It must have been the shock of laughing while crying because he was laughing uncontrollably. He turned his head to look at the crowd and made instant eye-contact with me. Char recognized my face immediately. I felt my heart sinking as I saw something like hatred flicker across his eyes.
"Char! Wait! Its me, El-" She didn't have a chance to finish her sentence as he turned his head and closed the curtains.
Should you spy a carriage that surpasses all others, peer inside. You will find me with....laughing at the world.
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A/N: Ah yes, another happy ending, muahahahaha...ok, don't you love me? isn't this soo what would really happen? As much as I love the book and everything, yeah right like they'd get together, anyways...r/r, even if you if hated it, go ahead and flame me.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Gail Carson Levine except for the plot and Char's wife's name, Miranda.
read my other stories, they're not as depressing