A/n: remember I told you the plot is a little different and this is where it comes out more.

Discoverings

Char was standing at the door with bodyguards standing behind him. He was talking to Mandy.

Thousands of questions went through my mind.

Why was he here? Was he looking for me? Did he find out where I lived? Did he know of my enslavement? Did he know anything?

But soon even more questions were filling my mind as Char asked to speak with Mum Olga.

Why would he ask to speak with Mum Olga? Did he even know she was my stepmother? Did he know she was slaving me?

Mandy sat him in the parlor and came into the kitchen where I was hiding.

"Mandy! Why is he here?!"

"He's here because he wants to speak to your Mum Olga. Sweet, there's something you should know about."

"What?"

"Your Mum Olga has been friends with the royal family for years. The prince is only visiting her because his family asked him to while he was here. And there's more" said Mandy looking down.

"What?" I asked dreading what she was going to say. I thought things couldn't get worse.

I was wrong.

"Hattie is in favor to become a wife for Char."

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I wasn't a crier. I mostly just dealt with it. But I did cry when I heard about Hattie being first choice to marry Char.

I always said love was a downfall.

My parents couldn't make it work. Why I never knew. But they couldn't. So my mom moved away and raised me alone.

My friends back home used to have boyfriends and swear they were in love and they were "the one". But then after dances and things they would come home crying saying their boyfriend had broken up with them.

But I never knew it was this hard.

I couldn't have Char. I knew that. But to know he was in the hands of Hattie made me want to burst with anger.

I stayed in my room most of the day. I didn't come out even though I wanted to jump into the living room and through my arms around Char, tell him who I was, my secret, and everything I've been hiding.

So instead I sat there reading my fairy book.

Everyone in Frell has a fairy godmother. I have never met mine, though my mother told me she would be following me all my life.

The fairy book was magic and changed every time I looked in it.

About an hour after Char left I found an entry into his journal.

I wish I could see Ella on this trip. I would love to meet her and tell her how I feel about her.

I have been hiding it for some time, but I love Ella.

I don't know if it was Arieda always pushing me to propose to her so they could be related, or if it was my head getting carried away, or if I really and truly fell for her, but I did.

I am in love with Ella and pray I can one day meet her and confirm my feelings towards her.

I put the book down wishing I hadn't read it.

Char felt the same way. That was sure to only break my heart more.

The next day I got even worse information.

I was reading the magic book again when I heard Hattie screeching downstairs.

She had been staying after school for one of her many clubs and had just come home.

I went downstairs just as Hattie was telling her tale.

"The prince is coming to the school dance this Friday!"

Yep, I'm going to die.