****okay i dont own any characters except ataniea. blah blah blah.. yah. recap!! okay since its been so long since i wrote my last chappie (i blame my stupid computer for being stupid and not letting me log on to the net very well), i think i should say what happened last time. okay it goes like this: ella goes to the ball. char finds out about her. she goes home. mandy says to pack her things. if thou wouldst desire anymore details, checketh the previous chapter...eth.********
The moment Mandy commanded me to pack my things, I was flying down the stairs, tearing off the delicate dress I wore and digging through my trunk for my normal servant's garb. No doubt Char would come to the manor, so I had to look like a servant rather than nobility.
When I had finished dressing, I began to pack. I threw the glass slippers, the Agulen sculpture, my fairy book, and various other things into a bag. I didn't feel the need to pack any clothes other than my mother's gowns, as it took too much time.
I reached the bottom of the stairs and heard voices. "I know she's here! We found this slipper just down the lane. It's hers! We found it together!"
"Yes, but, your highness, how do you know that it was Ella you saw at the ball?" It seemed as though Hattie had returned.
"My parents told me that she gave them an explanation. She TOLD them she went to the last three balls under the title Lady Lela. You know something of it, I know you do!"
Mandy rushed down the stairs. "Lady," she whispered, her face with a panicked expression and her eyes full of fear. "They wish to speak to all the maidens in the household. Get out of here while you still can!"
"How?" I asked. "There's no door down here!"
"Yes there is," said Mandy, "it's in my room, behind the cabinet. Now hurry, child. I'll meet up with you later."
"Where shall I go?"
"No time for that!" Mandy exclaimed. "Once you reach a grove of trees--any grove of trees--open your book and it will tell you where to meet me. Sweet, you must listen to me. If you want to keep Kyrria out of danger, as I know you do, leave NOW."
I consented, following the orders she had given me in the past few moments. I rushed down the dark hallway, still hearing Char's voice in the front hall, and reached Mandy's bedroom. Sure enough, behind the cabinet, a door stood. It looked as though it had not been used for years, and when I pushed it, it resisted.
"Come on!" I grunted, perhaps a little too loudly. There was a pause in the conversation upstairs, and I heard a distant voice say, "Is there still someone down there? A maid, perhaps?"
I pushed harder on the door and finally, it gave way to a dank passageway with spiderwebs hanging from the ceiling. I broke the spiderwebs and began to run, not bothering to shut the door. I needed the light.
I was perhaps ten yards from the door when I heard voices near me. "What's this? A corridor underground? Perhaps she went through there, Char."
"No, no, no, no!" Hattie's voice resounded. "This is simply Mandy's private room."
"I've never heard anything about a private room behind a cabinet in Mandy's room," said Mum Olga, breaking Hattie's cover-up.
"That's it, gentlemen, we search."
I crouched in the shadows, getting as near to the wall as possible.
"Your Highness, do you really think it neccessary to--"
"I have to find Ella, Dame Olga."
"She's right, Char, this is going to far. Do you really think Ella would do that?"
A moment of silence, then, "You're right, Ricardo. What was I thinking? I was getting too caught up. Perhaps a search on the streets?"
"If you desire it, Char, ask the king and queen."
The voices continued on, getting farther and farther away. When I thought it was safe, I got up and ran along the passage till I reached an ending. I felt around and felt no exit. I began to panic before I felt above me and felt a tough wooden trapdoor. I pushed with all my might and it flopped open, revealing the night sky.
I threw my bag out, then clutched the edges and pulled myself out. How far had I gone? I decided to get to a grove of trees to find out where Mandy was going to meet me, then wait till morning to determine direction.
Indeed, I reached a small group of trees within a quarter of an hour of passing through fields. I sat down at the base of an oak and opened my sack. My fairy book sat there, shining slighty in the moonlight that was filtering through the trees. I opened it up, expecting perhaps a letter from Mandy or a picture of where to go, but I was surprised.
On the first page sat a journal entry from Char. Following that, a picture of him talking to his parents with a distressed look on his face.
Tonight was the ball that would give me a chance to choose my bride. My parents, of course you know, set it up to find Ella. It seems that Ella told my father and mother that she arrived at the previous three balls under the title Lady Lela. I knew something was familiar about her. I discovered Ella and chased after her, finding her shoe on the way, only to hear more lies from her stepfamily. I have resigned to staying at home and hoping for the best. Nothing is being done. I can only hope that Ella would reveal herself to me, at least letting us still be friends. But for now I wish only for her acquaintance.
Of course, now that I have not found a bride, I will have to accept one that mother and father choose for me.
There was more, but I chose not to read it. It gave me so much pain, to read how Char was struggling when I myself was struggling also. I turned the page rapidly and found a letter from Mandy.
Ella,
I have met with an elf friend of mine, and he has agreed to keep us for the night. Presently, I am on my way to meet him. Stay where you are and we will find you.
Love,
Mandy
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eh, not as much as a cliffhanger as the last one. this chappie wasnt so good either. my chapters are getting worse and worse as they go, eh?
curses on this flu that is striking the united states, i swear it has stricken me. hehe i have got obsessed with talking in shakespear lingo this past week. woo you should have seen me on tuesday night. i was uncontrollable. i was taking a cardboard thing and calling it my "saber"... yah. thats what medication does to you...
I GOT THE PART IN THE PLAY I WANTED!! it rox. im one of the lead peoples. tee hee.
well, i must depart out of thine prescence. i shall flee to my mother's side.. not really it just sounded dramatic
have a great day, all.
The moment Mandy commanded me to pack my things, I was flying down the stairs, tearing off the delicate dress I wore and digging through my trunk for my normal servant's garb. No doubt Char would come to the manor, so I had to look like a servant rather than nobility.
When I had finished dressing, I began to pack. I threw the glass slippers, the Agulen sculpture, my fairy book, and various other things into a bag. I didn't feel the need to pack any clothes other than my mother's gowns, as it took too much time.
I reached the bottom of the stairs and heard voices. "I know she's here! We found this slipper just down the lane. It's hers! We found it together!"
"Yes, but, your highness, how do you know that it was Ella you saw at the ball?" It seemed as though Hattie had returned.
"My parents told me that she gave them an explanation. She TOLD them she went to the last three balls under the title Lady Lela. You know something of it, I know you do!"
Mandy rushed down the stairs. "Lady," she whispered, her face with a panicked expression and her eyes full of fear. "They wish to speak to all the maidens in the household. Get out of here while you still can!"
"How?" I asked. "There's no door down here!"
"Yes there is," said Mandy, "it's in my room, behind the cabinet. Now hurry, child. I'll meet up with you later."
"Where shall I go?"
"No time for that!" Mandy exclaimed. "Once you reach a grove of trees--any grove of trees--open your book and it will tell you where to meet me. Sweet, you must listen to me. If you want to keep Kyrria out of danger, as I know you do, leave NOW."
I consented, following the orders she had given me in the past few moments. I rushed down the dark hallway, still hearing Char's voice in the front hall, and reached Mandy's bedroom. Sure enough, behind the cabinet, a door stood. It looked as though it had not been used for years, and when I pushed it, it resisted.
"Come on!" I grunted, perhaps a little too loudly. There was a pause in the conversation upstairs, and I heard a distant voice say, "Is there still someone down there? A maid, perhaps?"
I pushed harder on the door and finally, it gave way to a dank passageway with spiderwebs hanging from the ceiling. I broke the spiderwebs and began to run, not bothering to shut the door. I needed the light.
I was perhaps ten yards from the door when I heard voices near me. "What's this? A corridor underground? Perhaps she went through there, Char."
"No, no, no, no!" Hattie's voice resounded. "This is simply Mandy's private room."
"I've never heard anything about a private room behind a cabinet in Mandy's room," said Mum Olga, breaking Hattie's cover-up.
"That's it, gentlemen, we search."
I crouched in the shadows, getting as near to the wall as possible.
"Your Highness, do you really think it neccessary to--"
"I have to find Ella, Dame Olga."
"She's right, Char, this is going to far. Do you really think Ella would do that?"
A moment of silence, then, "You're right, Ricardo. What was I thinking? I was getting too caught up. Perhaps a search on the streets?"
"If you desire it, Char, ask the king and queen."
The voices continued on, getting farther and farther away. When I thought it was safe, I got up and ran along the passage till I reached an ending. I felt around and felt no exit. I began to panic before I felt above me and felt a tough wooden trapdoor. I pushed with all my might and it flopped open, revealing the night sky.
I threw my bag out, then clutched the edges and pulled myself out. How far had I gone? I decided to get to a grove of trees to find out where Mandy was going to meet me, then wait till morning to determine direction.
Indeed, I reached a small group of trees within a quarter of an hour of passing through fields. I sat down at the base of an oak and opened my sack. My fairy book sat there, shining slighty in the moonlight that was filtering through the trees. I opened it up, expecting perhaps a letter from Mandy or a picture of where to go, but I was surprised.
On the first page sat a journal entry from Char. Following that, a picture of him talking to his parents with a distressed look on his face.
Tonight was the ball that would give me a chance to choose my bride. My parents, of course you know, set it up to find Ella. It seems that Ella told my father and mother that she arrived at the previous three balls under the title Lady Lela. I knew something was familiar about her. I discovered Ella and chased after her, finding her shoe on the way, only to hear more lies from her stepfamily. I have resigned to staying at home and hoping for the best. Nothing is being done. I can only hope that Ella would reveal herself to me, at least letting us still be friends. But for now I wish only for her acquaintance.
Of course, now that I have not found a bride, I will have to accept one that mother and father choose for me.
There was more, but I chose not to read it. It gave me so much pain, to read how Char was struggling when I myself was struggling also. I turned the page rapidly and found a letter from Mandy.
Ella,
I have met with an elf friend of mine, and he has agreed to keep us for the night. Presently, I am on my way to meet him. Stay where you are and we will find you.
Love,
Mandy
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eh, not as much as a cliffhanger as the last one. this chappie wasnt so good either. my chapters are getting worse and worse as they go, eh?
curses on this flu that is striking the united states, i swear it has stricken me. hehe i have got obsessed with talking in shakespear lingo this past week. woo you should have seen me on tuesday night. i was uncontrollable. i was taking a cardboard thing and calling it my "saber"... yah. thats what medication does to you...
I GOT THE PART IN THE PLAY I WANTED!! it rox. im one of the lead peoples. tee hee.
well, i must depart out of thine prescence. i shall flee to my mother's side.. not really it just sounded dramatic
have a great day, all.
