Disclaimer: I know what story(s) i'm following! yay! and i didn't write them somebody i never knew wrote them....ha ha. if you don't recognize it, then it's probably mine!
They dragged me up endless amounts of stairs; 'they' being the palace guards that Princess Eleanora summoned. I had no idea why they dragged me, I would have walked to save all of us the discomfort. Then again, maybe it was for the show; we had 'paraded' through the palace with Princess Eleanora and Prince Alejandro leading the way.
Once we were out of the public eye, Alejandro and Eleanora left our presence.
"Hey, c'mon, you take some weight too!" The guards started bickering amongst themselves as soon as the two royals were out of sight.
"I am! You aren't!" I snorted derisively at this demonstration, and one of the guards kicked me.
"Ow!" I scowled as best I could at the two guards.
"Shut up." I did.
They ended up locking me in a room that had only a single window. There was one door, but once it was shut, I couldn't see it. I was stuck. Once the guards had dumped me on the floor and locked the door behind them, I inched my way over to the small cot lying in the corner. I lay down and closed my eyes, drifting slowly into sleep…
I knew who I was! I was Liana Fairchild, daughter of Mrana Fairchild, the seamstress. I was a Runner of Syrlan…Sky's Chosen…I had to get to the King! Who was the man who was supposed to know who I was? How could I find him? I was Liana!
I jerked back into confusion when something hit me. The knowledge that I had remembered in my short sleep was lost…Once more, I did not know who I was. I was just a nameless girl who was considered important to the winning of a war she knew nothing about.
Something hit me again. It turned out it was a hand.
That hand was connected to the most handsome man I had ever seen. My eyes widened in shock.
"Who…who are you?" I managed to stammer out.
"I should ask you," the handsome stranger said coldly.
"If I knew, I would tell you." my ignorance of self seemed to make me very brazen.
He laughed. "Shall I tell you who I am?" I nodded, wide-eyed and mute. "I am Prince Cedric, General of the Outriders of Lamar."
"Aren't you a bit young to be a General?" The question popped out before I could stop it.
"I suppose by some standards I am, but my experience exceeds my years. Now," He paused and frowned, "Have I seen you somewhere?"
I raised an eyebrow in question, "You expect me to know? I don't even know who I am!" I laughed at him, which was a mistake.
Smack (!) went his hand across my face.
I could feel my cheek stinging-and the mark burning. "That hurt!"
His handsome face twisted into a malevolent sneer. "So? You think you can just get away with lies, impertinence, and disrespect? I think not!" His face became like a stone mask again. "You shall suffer the consequences." He walked to the center of the room and yelled, "Let me out!" A door opened and he stepped out, waving to me as he left.
"Why can't I remember?" I whispered to myself. I hugged my knees tightly to my body and cried my self to sleep. I remembered again.
The mark- it had burned! That meant that the cruel (but handsome) Cedric was the one who knew! He knew who I was, and he could help me! Then, I realized that this was the same man who was basically threatening to kill me. I hoped that I could remember this bit of information past sleep…
A/N: i realize that this was a short chapter. I just felt that where i stopped was a good place to stop. Also, i just didn't feel like writing a whole lot more to that chapter! heh heh...i won't update until i get at least four reviews... (well, maybe sooner...) anyway...i hope that you had fuin reading this ultra short chapter.
Any ideas as to what Cedric looks like? Suggestions Please! (which means you have to review so :oP) Any ideas how old i should make my characters? i don't believe that i mentioned how old anybody is, except for Sienna...anyway, i was thinking that Liana is around !7, and Cedric is 2, 3 years older than her? What do you think? (Romance should be coming soon. i promise!)
*smiles*
They dragged me up endless amounts of stairs; 'they' being the palace guards that Princess Eleanora summoned. I had no idea why they dragged me, I would have walked to save all of us the discomfort. Then again, maybe it was for the show; we had 'paraded' through the palace with Princess Eleanora and Prince Alejandro leading the way.
Once we were out of the public eye, Alejandro and Eleanora left our presence.
"Hey, c'mon, you take some weight too!" The guards started bickering amongst themselves as soon as the two royals were out of sight.
"I am! You aren't!" I snorted derisively at this demonstration, and one of the guards kicked me.
"Ow!" I scowled as best I could at the two guards.
"Shut up." I did.
They ended up locking me in a room that had only a single window. There was one door, but once it was shut, I couldn't see it. I was stuck. Once the guards had dumped me on the floor and locked the door behind them, I inched my way over to the small cot lying in the corner. I lay down and closed my eyes, drifting slowly into sleep…
I knew who I was! I was Liana Fairchild, daughter of Mrana Fairchild, the seamstress. I was a Runner of Syrlan…Sky's Chosen…I had to get to the King! Who was the man who was supposed to know who I was? How could I find him? I was Liana!
I jerked back into confusion when something hit me. The knowledge that I had remembered in my short sleep was lost…Once more, I did not know who I was. I was just a nameless girl who was considered important to the winning of a war she knew nothing about.
Something hit me again. It turned out it was a hand.
That hand was connected to the most handsome man I had ever seen. My eyes widened in shock.
"Who…who are you?" I managed to stammer out.
"I should ask you," the handsome stranger said coldly.
"If I knew, I would tell you." my ignorance of self seemed to make me very brazen.
He laughed. "Shall I tell you who I am?" I nodded, wide-eyed and mute. "I am Prince Cedric, General of the Outriders of Lamar."
"Aren't you a bit young to be a General?" The question popped out before I could stop it.
"I suppose by some standards I am, but my experience exceeds my years. Now," He paused and frowned, "Have I seen you somewhere?"
I raised an eyebrow in question, "You expect me to know? I don't even know who I am!" I laughed at him, which was a mistake.
Smack (!) went his hand across my face.
I could feel my cheek stinging-and the mark burning. "That hurt!"
His handsome face twisted into a malevolent sneer. "So? You think you can just get away with lies, impertinence, and disrespect? I think not!" His face became like a stone mask again. "You shall suffer the consequences." He walked to the center of the room and yelled, "Let me out!" A door opened and he stepped out, waving to me as he left.
"Why can't I remember?" I whispered to myself. I hugged my knees tightly to my body and cried my self to sleep. I remembered again.
The mark- it had burned! That meant that the cruel (but handsome) Cedric was the one who knew! He knew who I was, and he could help me! Then, I realized that this was the same man who was basically threatening to kill me. I hoped that I could remember this bit of information past sleep…
A/N: i realize that this was a short chapter. I just felt that where i stopped was a good place to stop. Also, i just didn't feel like writing a whole lot more to that chapter! heh heh...i won't update until i get at least four reviews... (well, maybe sooner...) anyway...i hope that you had fuin reading this ultra short chapter.
Any ideas as to what Cedric looks like? Suggestions Please! (which means you have to review so :oP) Any ideas how old i should make my characters? i don't believe that i mentioned how old anybody is, except for Sienna...anyway, i was thinking that Liana is around !7, and Cedric is 2, 3 years older than her? What do you think? (Romance should be coming soon. i promise!)
*smiles*