AN:   Thanks for the reviews!

  I will get back to the prophecy in a lot more detail in a later chapter and make it a lot more clear, it was kinda confuzin' but you'll understand it better later, sorry about last chapter being so rushed, I have horrible times beginning my stories... the middle should be much better....

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"She will dance for you, my love." Richard said to his wife, Mari. "I bought her and she will be our slave and entertainment."

            The tall slender woman looked at Estrella closely. Estrella could not help but shiver. I am strong, I will pull through.  

            "What is your name?" Mari asked rather sharply.

            "Estrella." She said, she stood tall (or as tall as she could being short in front of the tall woman.) Her long black hair fell down her back to her waist and was nothing but perfect and endless curls. A white rose was in her hair, and her skin seemed to be just as white as the rose. Her large brown eyes held deep thoughts and sorrow.            

            Another woman walked in then, she looked close to Estrella's age. Perhaps I won't be lonely after all, perhaps I can have a friend, Estrella thought happily.

            "My daughter, Jasmine de la Angeles" (of the angels). Jasmine looked at Estrella with the same eyes as did her mother. She looked perfect in every way, tall and slender, straight blond hair and pale crystal eyes.

            She would be beautiful if her eyes did not seem so cold.

            "A gypsy?" Jasmine stated bluntly, "Well she must know how to dance then. Dance for me."

            Estrella looked around the room, not to sure of what to do.

            "Dance or you will see the punishments of disobedience." Richard stated rudely.

            Estrella began to dance, her dance was beautiful, sorrowful and, if it had been any other people to see it they would probably have cried.

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            Soon Estrella was shown to her room. It was small, she had a bed, a small table that did not look very sturdy, a washing basin laid on top of the table, and a small trunk to keep any of her belongings. The blanket that laid on the bed was thin and uninviting, Estrella soon felt fear rushing through her, she was used to not owning much of anything for gypsies traveled the lands, but as a slave?

            The door opened and the man that bought her, Richard, walked in. She looked up at him, not knowing what to say. He said nothing either, he looked to mad to speak.

            Suddenly she felt a strong open hand slap her across the face. She crumpled to the ground in a moment as the tears rushed into her eyes. He then kicked her and beat her, he was angry at someone – he used Estrella to release that anger.  

            "Muló," Estrella cursed as he finally stopped beating her. "Muló be with you all the days and hunt you." She whispered softly, tears streaming down her pale, bloodied face. The man struck her again for her witchcraft the left the room. Estrella laid on the floor for along time and whispered the words of Muló and Marimé. Two words that the gypsies had that were dangerous and cursing.

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             Three days later the cry of the owl came, and then three days afterwards, Richard fell of his hoarse and died. Mari and Jasmine became especially cruel to Estrella afterwards. They new nothing of her curse, nor of the superstitions that the gypsies were known for, but never the less they hated Estrella, as everyone hates the gypsies. Years passed and soon Estrella came accustomed to the hard life as a slave, keeping a few of her own ways as a gypsy, and adopting some from the community she was able to care for herself.

            Richard had left much debt for Mari to handle so the woman sent Estrella to the town square to dance and let people throw money into a hat. Some did, some scorned her for being a gypsy, but Estrella danced anyways.

            Secretly she kept money to herself, a coin here and a coin there. Never enough for Mari to notice, but perhaps some day she would have enough to run away.

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AN: Another short chappie... next time it will be longer! and now to  explain a few things that was said in here.

Muló is a ghost or evil spirit

Marimé is being impure and she believed that she was putting the curse of Marimé on Richard.

Also the owl cry, it was a sign that someone would soon die. 

Next chapter will be longer and a lot more interesting! The prince comes along.....

 hmmm...