Babyjayy ~ Thank u! I'm updating!
Queen of Sheba ~ I'm glad u like the idea . . . and yep I guess you WOULD be paranoid if ur being chased by an evil guy who can't remember what he's supposed to do . . . interesting. Thank you for reviewing!
Kassi of Pirate's Swoop ~ LOL! Feeling a bit violent? Maybe if my characters are so violent, I shouldn't write about them anymore . . . LoL I'm just kidding. Hmm, that review made me think . . . IS there such thing as fanfiction for fanfiction? Hmm, interesting question! And thank u for reviewing, even IF u feel a little *angry* that I didn't update . . . here's ur chapter!
Dorkeegirl168 ~ LOL!! It sounds like chocolate is a very hyperistic (I made this word up! *beams*) food . . . oh no, I just HAD chocolate . . . yum, truffles are GOOD! Yummy . . . ooh, it's contagious . . . it's inevitable. ANYWAY, you'll find out who is right in this chapter! *goes and eats more chocolate* Ooh, and something else. Jamesy! I like that name!! I think I'll call him Jamesy from now on . . . *looks at readers* . . . or not. Chocolate! WOW I am HYPER!
Luv*a*lot ~ Noooo . . . no stalkers! Kassi of Pirate's Swoop already said that she'll have my characters chop me up if I don't write about them and now ur stalking me?! *wails that the world is evil* Ooh, sorry about the nails thingy. What color were u going to use? Now that sounded stupid . . . must be the chocolate getting to my head . . . CHOCOLATE! U want a chocolate Hattie to hop into the forest? Huh? Oops, I'm reading chocolate everywhere . . . did u say a chocolate Hattie or a chocolate-covered olive? Ewww, I hate olive, Olives, whatever . . . they're yucky! And so are chocolate-covered Olives that hop in with bunny teeth . . . yeah I think I'll add an olive-bunny flavored Hattie.
Alcapacien ~ Okee! Hmm, that's a new guess . . . a mage following them? Cool . . . chocolate! Excuse me, I'm a little itty bit hyper today . . . Thank u for reviewing!
Butterflygrl ~ Thank u, and like everyone else, u want me to update, so that's what I'm trying to do . . . and I'm also trying not to eat so much chocolate (but that's beside the point). Here's the chapter!
Angel-kiss7 ~ really? The Ella Enchanted movie came out? I never knew that it came out! I have to see that . . . I HATE when the movies are nothing like the books, it so totally stinks! But the book was so good . . . so maybe I SHOULDN'T see it . . . yeah, I like to update occasionally, cuz I hate when authors don't update, so I don't want to do that *cough*. But I DO like to leave cliffhangers . . . *evil grin*. Thank u for ur review!!!
Kari Kaiba ~ thank u for reviewing! And I KNOW . . . the world is so hateful . . . who invented tests anyway? Especially long SS ones with ESSAYS . . . whoever did invent essays had better watch out! I mean, stories and creative writing are perfectly okay with me. It's the long, extremely boring ESSAYS that I hate . . . LoL I'm feeling violent too.
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A/N: Okay, now I know NEVER to write responses to reviewers after eating chocolate *gobbles more chocolate* yummy!
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"It's a person who's following us!" I said shrilly.
"No, it's one of us." Ted said. "I couldn't find any footprints, or any tracks, remember? It's got to be one of us – one of us has magic. James?"
"I think you're all crazy. Absolutely bonkers." James said flatly.
I rolled my eyes and sighed in exasperation. We had been talking – all right, arguing – about whose theory was correct.
And, I'll admit it; I had absolutely no proof whatsoever to back up my reasoning.
Ted hadn't either, but then again, his explanation seemed a lot more reasonable, considering the fact that he didn't know about his past, and I had no idea whether I had magic or not. I mean, having fairy blood didn't mean you were magical, right?
Because why would someone follow us, to help, but not show their face?
Especially since we had a lot to thank them for.
As for James' idea – I hoped he was wrong. I'm not all that excited about going crazy. But maybe I was, anyway. Maybe I always had been.
Interesting how our thoughts always wander to the weirdest things when you have nothing to do.
"And then, he taught me how to make the bow, and it was the coolest class I've ever been to . . ." James was telling Ted.
Who would care about making a bow? We were being STALKED, for goodness' sakes!
I was definitely crazy, I told myself with firm conviction. How comforting.
Suddenly, James faltered.
I looked up sharply, at glanced at him. He had the queerest expression on his face.
"I'll be right back," he said in a low voice, so low that I had to come a lot closer in order to hear. "Go on without me, or set up camp or something. I'll meet you."
"Where are you going -" I began, but James clapped his hand over my mouth, silencing me.
"Shh!" he warned. "I need to check something. Act like nothing's happened. I'll explain later."
He took his hand off my mouth and quietly slipped off into the trees, melting away from sight.
"What was that about?" I asked, bewildered.
Ted shrugged. "Not sure. Let's go farther on and set up camp. I want an explanation."
I agreed wholeheartedly. I was content to just follow Ted, with him leading the way.
I drifted back off into my dream-land of hazy thoughts.
When Ted stopped, I didn't even notice, and walked straight into him.
"Oh!" I gasped. "Sorry!"
"No, I'm sorry – I gave no warning when I stopped suddenly." Ted said, helping me up from where I had fallen (rather ungracefully) on the ground.
"That's all right. I'm clumsy." I said. I looked up into Ted's warm brown eyes, and for some unfathomable reason, I blushed. "I'm always clumsy." I muttered.
Ted laughed. "I think I noticed that."
I blushed even more. Curse my stupid fairy feet anyway. And why did people always have to laugh?
I remembered when I was five years old; I had tripped over air and tumbled down the grand staircase. How extremely undignified. And to make it worse, everyone had been laughing. My mother, Ella, had been concerned, until she saw that I was perfectly all right. And then, she laughed so hard that tears ran down her cheeks.
For some reason, crashing into Ted had reminded me of that ultimate humiliation.
"So . . ." Ted said uncomfortably, "Let's uh . . . set up camp, shall we?"
"Always the gentleman, aren't you?" I asked, amused.
Now it was Ted's turn to blush. "I'm . . . well, I'm supposed to be a noble, aren't I?" he said defiantly.
"I guess." I said noncommittally.
Ted and I set up camp hurriedly. When everything was set up, we sat down to talk.
"So . . ." Ted said, trying to start a conversation, "How's your family?"
"I wouldn't know; I haven't seen them in a while." I said darkly.
"Oh, right. Sorry." Ted said sheepishly. "Well, then, are you betrothed?"
"Getting all personal all of a sudden, aren't you?" I asked, amused.
Ted shrugged. "Do you have anything better to talk about?"
"Not really." I admitted. "Okay, so I'm not. I want to choose who I get to marry."
"Any idea who?"
"No . . ." I said, "But someday, I'll find the perfect guy."
"Good luck." Ted muttered. "But what about the rumors?"
"What rumors?"
"About the princess of Kyrria and the prince of Ayortha being betrothed?"
"Don't listen to them." I said. "The people who started those rumors are ignorant nosy pricks who have nothing better to do with their life than ruin others'."
"Getting passionate all of a sudden?" Ted teased.
I snorted; very un-ladylike behavior. My etiquette teachers would be scandalized. "I'm always passionate."
"Don't you love James?"
That random question stunned me for a minute. "Are you blind?" I queried.
"N-no . . . why?"
"Because anyone could tell we're only friends . . . best friends . . ."
Well, we were, right? If anything had changed, I didn't notice it.
"What about you? Any idea what to do with your future?" I said to steer the conversation away from me.
"Yeah, be a master swordsman." Ted said dreamily.
I raised my eyebrows. "Really?"
"What's wrong with that?" Ted said defensively.
"Nothing, just . . . nothing."
He didn't look like he believed me but dropped the subject anyway.
We sat in silence for a little while, until Ted broke it.
"Lela, can I tell you something secret?" he asked quietly.
"You know it." I responded easily.
"Well, ever since . . ." he started. But, at that exact moment, James came back into camp.
With someone else.
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I sprang to my feet instantly. "James!" I said reproachfully.
James shook his head. He was pulling a girl along. "You were right." He told me. "She was following us."
"Who is she?" Ted asked.
"I can't get her to talk, much less show her face." James said darkly.
I studied the girl. She was obviously very scared. She was trembling, and covering her face with her hands, to not show who she was.
"Who are you?" Ted asked the girl coldly.
"I – I'm C-Cynthia," she stammered.
"Show your face." Ted commanded.
"I can't. I'm . . . deformed, and I don't want anyone to see my face," she whispered.
"It doesn't matter." Ted said.
"Ted!" I exclaimed. "Stop it!"
"What?" he asked, obviously confused.
"You're being rude and inconsiderate!" I shouted, my anger flaring.
"How do you know she's not some bandit in disguise?" Ted shot back.
"Do you see any weapons on her?" I retorted.
"No, but that doesn't mean anything!"
"It means she's not a threat right now!"
"She still could be -"
"I don't care!" I yelled at him. "Leave her alone!"
Ted looked stunned that I had yelled at him. I felt bad about that, but I guess it was necessary.
Meanwhile, James was still trying to get the girl to show who she was, but she was too quick for that. She turned away from him every time.
"James, leave her alone." I said, my voice hard and steely.
He took one look at my flashing eyes and flaring temper, and backed off, knowing it was useless to argue with me when I was like this.
I went over to the girl and put my arm around her. "We're not going to hurt you, I promise." I told her.
"Even if I know everything?" she said in a low voice.
"Like what?" I asked, taken completely by surprise.
"You're a princess . . . Ted's a noble . . . your backgrounds . . ."
"So?" I said. "It doesn't matter. After all, we do have you to thank for saving our lives back at that bandit camp."
"That was nothing. Aren't you even mad that I followed you?"
"I'm grateful for it." I told her sincerely. "Now I know I'm not going crazy."
She laughed, a pretty, tinkling sound.
"Can you please show your face?" I said quietly. I didn't command her to, I asked.
She gave a sigh. Then, she turned around, her curtain of hair falling away from her face, revealing who she was.
I gasped, and Ted and James stood in stunned silence.
That was because we knew her.
It was Cordelia.
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A/n: To all those readers who commented on Cordelia – CORDELIA PLAYS A VERY IMPORTANT PART IN THIS STORY!!! When I had a writer's block, and was stuck on Chapter 15, my friend Tori said that if I wanted to have someone save them, it would be an ideal time to introduce a new character. So, I turned on my brain, and started thinking . . . and ta da! Cordelia was created. And once I created her, I decided I liked how she was, and decided to make her a main character. Imagine how happy I was when a lot of you reviewers told me that you liked her personality! I was completely THRILLED, and wrote 4 more chapters immediately. So . . . I would like to thank you ALL for ur kind & encouraging reviews, and I LOVED them!!! Keep them coming!! *~*~AryaWinds~*~*
Queen of Sheba ~ I'm glad u like the idea . . . and yep I guess you WOULD be paranoid if ur being chased by an evil guy who can't remember what he's supposed to do . . . interesting. Thank you for reviewing!
Kassi of Pirate's Swoop ~ LOL! Feeling a bit violent? Maybe if my characters are so violent, I shouldn't write about them anymore . . . LoL I'm just kidding. Hmm, that review made me think . . . IS there such thing as fanfiction for fanfiction? Hmm, interesting question! And thank u for reviewing, even IF u feel a little *angry* that I didn't update . . . here's ur chapter!
Dorkeegirl168 ~ LOL!! It sounds like chocolate is a very hyperistic (I made this word up! *beams*) food . . . oh no, I just HAD chocolate . . . yum, truffles are GOOD! Yummy . . . ooh, it's contagious . . . it's inevitable. ANYWAY, you'll find out who is right in this chapter! *goes and eats more chocolate* Ooh, and something else. Jamesy! I like that name!! I think I'll call him Jamesy from now on . . . *looks at readers* . . . or not. Chocolate! WOW I am HYPER!
Luv*a*lot ~ Noooo . . . no stalkers! Kassi of Pirate's Swoop already said that she'll have my characters chop me up if I don't write about them and now ur stalking me?! *wails that the world is evil* Ooh, sorry about the nails thingy. What color were u going to use? Now that sounded stupid . . . must be the chocolate getting to my head . . . CHOCOLATE! U want a chocolate Hattie to hop into the forest? Huh? Oops, I'm reading chocolate everywhere . . . did u say a chocolate Hattie or a chocolate-covered olive? Ewww, I hate olive, Olives, whatever . . . they're yucky! And so are chocolate-covered Olives that hop in with bunny teeth . . . yeah I think I'll add an olive-bunny flavored Hattie.
Alcapacien ~ Okee! Hmm, that's a new guess . . . a mage following them? Cool . . . chocolate! Excuse me, I'm a little itty bit hyper today . . . Thank u for reviewing!
Butterflygrl ~ Thank u, and like everyone else, u want me to update, so that's what I'm trying to do . . . and I'm also trying not to eat so much chocolate (but that's beside the point). Here's the chapter!
Angel-kiss7 ~ really? The Ella Enchanted movie came out? I never knew that it came out! I have to see that . . . I HATE when the movies are nothing like the books, it so totally stinks! But the book was so good . . . so maybe I SHOULDN'T see it . . . yeah, I like to update occasionally, cuz I hate when authors don't update, so I don't want to do that *cough*. But I DO like to leave cliffhangers . . . *evil grin*. Thank u for ur review!!!
Kari Kaiba ~ thank u for reviewing! And I KNOW . . . the world is so hateful . . . who invented tests anyway? Especially long SS ones with ESSAYS . . . whoever did invent essays had better watch out! I mean, stories and creative writing are perfectly okay with me. It's the long, extremely boring ESSAYS that I hate . . . LoL I'm feeling violent too.
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A/N: Okay, now I know NEVER to write responses to reviewers after eating chocolate *gobbles more chocolate* yummy!
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"It's a person who's following us!" I said shrilly.
"No, it's one of us." Ted said. "I couldn't find any footprints, or any tracks, remember? It's got to be one of us – one of us has magic. James?"
"I think you're all crazy. Absolutely bonkers." James said flatly.
I rolled my eyes and sighed in exasperation. We had been talking – all right, arguing – about whose theory was correct.
And, I'll admit it; I had absolutely no proof whatsoever to back up my reasoning.
Ted hadn't either, but then again, his explanation seemed a lot more reasonable, considering the fact that he didn't know about his past, and I had no idea whether I had magic or not. I mean, having fairy blood didn't mean you were magical, right?
Because why would someone follow us, to help, but not show their face?
Especially since we had a lot to thank them for.
As for James' idea – I hoped he was wrong. I'm not all that excited about going crazy. But maybe I was, anyway. Maybe I always had been.
Interesting how our thoughts always wander to the weirdest things when you have nothing to do.
"And then, he taught me how to make the bow, and it was the coolest class I've ever been to . . ." James was telling Ted.
Who would care about making a bow? We were being STALKED, for goodness' sakes!
I was definitely crazy, I told myself with firm conviction. How comforting.
Suddenly, James faltered.
I looked up sharply, at glanced at him. He had the queerest expression on his face.
"I'll be right back," he said in a low voice, so low that I had to come a lot closer in order to hear. "Go on without me, or set up camp or something. I'll meet you."
"Where are you going -" I began, but James clapped his hand over my mouth, silencing me.
"Shh!" he warned. "I need to check something. Act like nothing's happened. I'll explain later."
He took his hand off my mouth and quietly slipped off into the trees, melting away from sight.
"What was that about?" I asked, bewildered.
Ted shrugged. "Not sure. Let's go farther on and set up camp. I want an explanation."
I agreed wholeheartedly. I was content to just follow Ted, with him leading the way.
I drifted back off into my dream-land of hazy thoughts.
When Ted stopped, I didn't even notice, and walked straight into him.
"Oh!" I gasped. "Sorry!"
"No, I'm sorry – I gave no warning when I stopped suddenly." Ted said, helping me up from where I had fallen (rather ungracefully) on the ground.
"That's all right. I'm clumsy." I said. I looked up into Ted's warm brown eyes, and for some unfathomable reason, I blushed. "I'm always clumsy." I muttered.
Ted laughed. "I think I noticed that."
I blushed even more. Curse my stupid fairy feet anyway. And why did people always have to laugh?
I remembered when I was five years old; I had tripped over air and tumbled down the grand staircase. How extremely undignified. And to make it worse, everyone had been laughing. My mother, Ella, had been concerned, until she saw that I was perfectly all right. And then, she laughed so hard that tears ran down her cheeks.
For some reason, crashing into Ted had reminded me of that ultimate humiliation.
"So . . ." Ted said uncomfortably, "Let's uh . . . set up camp, shall we?"
"Always the gentleman, aren't you?" I asked, amused.
Now it was Ted's turn to blush. "I'm . . . well, I'm supposed to be a noble, aren't I?" he said defiantly.
"I guess." I said noncommittally.
Ted and I set up camp hurriedly. When everything was set up, we sat down to talk.
"So . . ." Ted said, trying to start a conversation, "How's your family?"
"I wouldn't know; I haven't seen them in a while." I said darkly.
"Oh, right. Sorry." Ted said sheepishly. "Well, then, are you betrothed?"
"Getting all personal all of a sudden, aren't you?" I asked, amused.
Ted shrugged. "Do you have anything better to talk about?"
"Not really." I admitted. "Okay, so I'm not. I want to choose who I get to marry."
"Any idea who?"
"No . . ." I said, "But someday, I'll find the perfect guy."
"Good luck." Ted muttered. "But what about the rumors?"
"What rumors?"
"About the princess of Kyrria and the prince of Ayortha being betrothed?"
"Don't listen to them." I said. "The people who started those rumors are ignorant nosy pricks who have nothing better to do with their life than ruin others'."
"Getting passionate all of a sudden?" Ted teased.
I snorted; very un-ladylike behavior. My etiquette teachers would be scandalized. "I'm always passionate."
"Don't you love James?"
That random question stunned me for a minute. "Are you blind?" I queried.
"N-no . . . why?"
"Because anyone could tell we're only friends . . . best friends . . ."
Well, we were, right? If anything had changed, I didn't notice it.
"What about you? Any idea what to do with your future?" I said to steer the conversation away from me.
"Yeah, be a master swordsman." Ted said dreamily.
I raised my eyebrows. "Really?"
"What's wrong with that?" Ted said defensively.
"Nothing, just . . . nothing."
He didn't look like he believed me but dropped the subject anyway.
We sat in silence for a little while, until Ted broke it.
"Lela, can I tell you something secret?" he asked quietly.
"You know it." I responded easily.
"Well, ever since . . ." he started. But, at that exact moment, James came back into camp.
With someone else.
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I sprang to my feet instantly. "James!" I said reproachfully.
James shook his head. He was pulling a girl along. "You were right." He told me. "She was following us."
"Who is she?" Ted asked.
"I can't get her to talk, much less show her face." James said darkly.
I studied the girl. She was obviously very scared. She was trembling, and covering her face with her hands, to not show who she was.
"Who are you?" Ted asked the girl coldly.
"I – I'm C-Cynthia," she stammered.
"Show your face." Ted commanded.
"I can't. I'm . . . deformed, and I don't want anyone to see my face," she whispered.
"It doesn't matter." Ted said.
"Ted!" I exclaimed. "Stop it!"
"What?" he asked, obviously confused.
"You're being rude and inconsiderate!" I shouted, my anger flaring.
"How do you know she's not some bandit in disguise?" Ted shot back.
"Do you see any weapons on her?" I retorted.
"No, but that doesn't mean anything!"
"It means she's not a threat right now!"
"She still could be -"
"I don't care!" I yelled at him. "Leave her alone!"
Ted looked stunned that I had yelled at him. I felt bad about that, but I guess it was necessary.
Meanwhile, James was still trying to get the girl to show who she was, but she was too quick for that. She turned away from him every time.
"James, leave her alone." I said, my voice hard and steely.
He took one look at my flashing eyes and flaring temper, and backed off, knowing it was useless to argue with me when I was like this.
I went over to the girl and put my arm around her. "We're not going to hurt you, I promise." I told her.
"Even if I know everything?" she said in a low voice.
"Like what?" I asked, taken completely by surprise.
"You're a princess . . . Ted's a noble . . . your backgrounds . . ."
"So?" I said. "It doesn't matter. After all, we do have you to thank for saving our lives back at that bandit camp."
"That was nothing. Aren't you even mad that I followed you?"
"I'm grateful for it." I told her sincerely. "Now I know I'm not going crazy."
She laughed, a pretty, tinkling sound.
"Can you please show your face?" I said quietly. I didn't command her to, I asked.
She gave a sigh. Then, she turned around, her curtain of hair falling away from her face, revealing who she was.
I gasped, and Ted and James stood in stunned silence.
That was because we knew her.
It was Cordelia.
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A/n: To all those readers who commented on Cordelia – CORDELIA PLAYS A VERY IMPORTANT PART IN THIS STORY!!! When I had a writer's block, and was stuck on Chapter 15, my friend Tori said that if I wanted to have someone save them, it would be an ideal time to introduce a new character. So, I turned on my brain, and started thinking . . . and ta da! Cordelia was created. And once I created her, I decided I liked how she was, and decided to make her a main character. Imagine how happy I was when a lot of you reviewers told me that you liked her personality! I was completely THRILLED, and wrote 4 more chapters immediately. So . . . I would like to thank you ALL for ur kind & encouraging reviews, and I LOVED them!!! Keep them coming!! *~*~AryaWinds~*~*