ok, so heres the 3rd chapter, its kinda wierd, haha, and its not exactly how i planned it at first, but its how it happened, and i didn't want to rush into things still, so tahts probably why it happened like this, but anyways, nothing to worry about, its gonna be a happy ending so dont' sweat it!
Annetta was upset because it was just a dream, but some of it was true, she really did have to clean the dining room floor. She did exactly what she had done in her dream without even realizing it. The dream had also portrayed part of her plan. She had planned to bump into Prince Paris and see if he recognized. She seriously doubted this, for Paris became more and more shallow everyday, but there was still a small chance. She did all the cleaning just like in her dream. Everything in the dream was coming true. It was scaring Annetta, but she was grateful that she probably knew what was going to happen. Only she could change her own fate. She did everything exactly the same as her dream, she grabbed a piece of toast, and before she knew it, she felt a soft, warm hand on her shoulder. She heard his soothing voice "You know, you could get thrown in jail for that" he said in more of a playful tone than a serious one.
Annetta froze. Even though she knew this was going to happen, she still felt nervous, she turned around slowly and her heart started beating faster. She dropped her toast. Paris picked it up just like in the dream. "Good thing the floors are clean, isn't it?" This time, she answered, for she thought that she would rather have a conversation with Paris then just stare at him. "Yes, quite." They both started laughing, and in that one single moment, Annetta remembered just how much he loved him and how much she loved to make him smile and laugh. Of course, Annetta had changed her dream, and it was going better than she thought it would. They both finally calmed down and had stopped laughing, although their jolly laughter left smiles on their faces. Annetta was now afraid that Paris might recognize her, so she looked down, and she said sorry, and she stalked off, upset that she left so soon, but realizing that if she didn't he would recognize her and she would be done for.
It was strange though, for Annetta now realized that her dream was almost like a premonition. Only Priestesses and occasional royalty had that kind of power, and since she was neither, she thought that it was just a coincidence. She walked briskly back to her room, and found Brisais waiting for her. She wanted to know just what happened and all the details. Annetta told her, about both the dream and the real thing. Brisais thought that she should have followed her dream, but Annetta thought otherwise. Just then Brisais told Annetta that Paris was to leave for Sparta first thing in the morning and would be leaving for a few days. Of course, Annetta was a little upset, but then she thought that this would be for the better. She spent the rest of the day fantasizing over Paris and what she would have done if her dream had gone word for word, action for action, and where they would be right now...