I apologize for not updating. I went to camp…
Alie carted the pails of water for the cook, placing her feet carefully, delaying for as much time as she could. The cook disliked her greatly, quick to punish for any mistake, real or imagined. As a result, Alie spent as much time as she could away from the kitchen, taking full advantage of orders such as getting water. Looking up unexpectedly, she saw the king striding across the grounds to the stables. Feeling this was a perfect time to play-act, she ran to catch up with him.
"Oh, your majesty!" she called in a falsely sweet voice no where near her own. He turned, eyes sparking dreaded recognition of her. Smiling to hide her distaste for the man, she spoke again.
"I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am for clumsily dropping all that wine on you, oh, it must have been a terror to get out," Alie put down the buckets, bobbing several unpracticed curtseys. King Jan's eyes shifted uneasily around to be sure his wife wasn't around as Alie let out a shrill giggle, forcing herself to blush greatly. Her insides squirmed unpleasantly as she continued to thoroughly disgust herself.
"No, that's quite alright dear," King Jan hastily told her, trying to maneuver around her. She sidestepped in front of him again, blinking her eyes stupidly with a toothy grin. He quickly skip-jumped, making his way to the stables, this time faster than he had before. Satisfied, Alie recovered her buckets, only to walk passed a looming Prince Cen on her way to the kitchen.
"Quite the crush you have on my father," he told her sneeringly. She paused, amber eyes piercing through him.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She said smoothly, finishing the walk to the kitchen, leaving a dumbstruck Cen behind her.
'What is with that girl?' Cen thought to himself later as he was called to dinner. She appeared everywhere now, whenever he walked through the palace or on the grounds, she was there.
Just out of his reach…
Author's note: Hi people. Annoyed with me yet? No? Well you obviously haven't been paying attention. So far I have seven random characters, none of which know the others exist, well except for Alie/Ashee and Cen/Alie. But that's it. And why is Alie pretending to love the king? Does it have something to do with her heritage? Or the king's morals-that-don't-exist? How is it I'm planning to pull all this together? Find out in the next couple of chapters!
Alie carted the pails of water for the cook, placing her feet carefully, delaying for as much time as she could. The cook disliked her greatly, quick to punish for any mistake, real or imagined. As a result, Alie spent as much time as she could away from the kitchen, taking full advantage of orders such as getting water. Looking up unexpectedly, she saw the king striding across the grounds to the stables. Feeling this was a perfect time to play-act, she ran to catch up with him.
"Oh, your majesty!" she called in a falsely sweet voice no where near her own. He turned, eyes sparking dreaded recognition of her. Smiling to hide her distaste for the man, she spoke again.
"I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am for clumsily dropping all that wine on you, oh, it must have been a terror to get out," Alie put down the buckets, bobbing several unpracticed curtseys. King Jan's eyes shifted uneasily around to be sure his wife wasn't around as Alie let out a shrill giggle, forcing herself to blush greatly. Her insides squirmed unpleasantly as she continued to thoroughly disgust herself.
"No, that's quite alright dear," King Jan hastily told her, trying to maneuver around her. She sidestepped in front of him again, blinking her eyes stupidly with a toothy grin. He quickly skip-jumped, making his way to the stables, this time faster than he had before. Satisfied, Alie recovered her buckets, only to walk passed a looming Prince Cen on her way to the kitchen.
"Quite the crush you have on my father," he told her sneeringly. She paused, amber eyes piercing through him.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She said smoothly, finishing the walk to the kitchen, leaving a dumbstruck Cen behind her.
'What is with that girl?' Cen thought to himself later as he was called to dinner. She appeared everywhere now, whenever he walked through the palace or on the grounds, she was there.
Just out of his reach…
Author's note: Hi people. Annoyed with me yet? No? Well you obviously haven't been paying attention. So far I have seven random characters, none of which know the others exist, well except for Alie/Ashee and Cen/Alie. But that's it. And why is Alie pretending to love the king? Does it have something to do with her heritage? Or the king's morals-that-don't-exist? How is it I'm planning to pull all this together? Find out in the next couple of chapters!