Discovery
A/N: Spelling mistakes on the list are supposed to be there. She IS in second grade, after all.
10 year old Nealan of Queenscove, also known as Neal, was bored. He had nothing to do. If he told his father that, he would be sent to do boring chores. So he decided to explore. The palace was huge, and he could spend hours just walking around.
He never expected to bump into an intelligent seven year old girl hiding in an abandoned wing.
Leslie was walking around, looking for the best room to sleep. She was lost, confused, and slightly scared. Actually, she was terrified. Finally, she found a room she liked.
"It's beautiful!" The room was large, with a stone fireplace. A thick blue carpet covered most of the room, and a large canopy bed had a thick, comfy looking blanket. A honey colored wooden wardrobe had thick colored glass in a flowery pattern. She shut the door and opened her backpack. Grabbing a pencil and paper, she wrote down what she had.
2 Tasty cake Cofie Kakes 1 sugar cooky 1 jeans 1 shirt 1 orphenige uniform (A/N: She's an orphan, but there is a reason)
Navy blue skirt, ankle length
Navy blue jacket
Long white shirt socks water bottle juice box paper pencil pencil sharpener
She scowled at the list, and wondered aloud.
"Where am I gonna get food?"
Neal was wandering along a passage he heard the servants say was haunted. He didn't believe them, but he was still slightly nervous. Suddenly he heard a voice. It was a girl's, and she sounded about seven-eightish. He remember a little girl was strangled there. Gulping he opened the door.
There was a girl with red hair in messy twin horsetails, and she was wearing a white nightgown. She was looking at an open wardrobe full of clothes for a girl her age. No ghosts here, Neal thought, just a child. He decided to find out more about her.
"Hello, what are you doing here?" he asked. Maybe she was a servant's daughter.
"I- got lost. I was reading a book, and all of a sudden, I ended up here, I didn't hurt anything, promise!" she gabbled.
"Calm down! What's your name?"
"Leslie Alycia Rees," she said softly.
"Where are your parents?" he asked.
"They're dead, I s'pose. I've been in an orphanage all my life. I got dropped on the steps with a letter saying my name was Alycia and my mom was dead. The lady in charge called me Leslie, cuz I didn't have a birth certif- certificate." She explained.
"I'll tell my dad, and maybe he'll find a way to get you home," he offered. She paled.
"No, please don't! I might get in trouble! I'll- I'll run away if you do!" she pleaded.
"All right, but do you need anything?"
"Some food would be nice, and I'll need to know you're name." She replied.
"Call me Neal."
"Call me Alycia," she said.
"Ok, see you after dinner." He said, and left.
A/N: Spelling mistakes on the list are supposed to be there. She IS in second grade, after all.
10 year old Nealan of Queenscove, also known as Neal, was bored. He had nothing to do. If he told his father that, he would be sent to do boring chores. So he decided to explore. The palace was huge, and he could spend hours just walking around.
He never expected to bump into an intelligent seven year old girl hiding in an abandoned wing.
Leslie was walking around, looking for the best room to sleep. She was lost, confused, and slightly scared. Actually, she was terrified. Finally, she found a room she liked.
"It's beautiful!" The room was large, with a stone fireplace. A thick blue carpet covered most of the room, and a large canopy bed had a thick, comfy looking blanket. A honey colored wooden wardrobe had thick colored glass in a flowery pattern. She shut the door and opened her backpack. Grabbing a pencil and paper, she wrote down what she had.
2 Tasty cake Cofie Kakes 1 sugar cooky 1 jeans 1 shirt 1 orphenige uniform (A/N: She's an orphan, but there is a reason)
Navy blue skirt, ankle length
Navy blue jacket
Long white shirt socks water bottle juice box paper pencil pencil sharpener
She scowled at the list, and wondered aloud.
"Where am I gonna get food?"
Neal was wandering along a passage he heard the servants say was haunted. He didn't believe them, but he was still slightly nervous. Suddenly he heard a voice. It was a girl's, and she sounded about seven-eightish. He remember a little girl was strangled there. Gulping he opened the door.
There was a girl with red hair in messy twin horsetails, and she was wearing a white nightgown. She was looking at an open wardrobe full of clothes for a girl her age. No ghosts here, Neal thought, just a child. He decided to find out more about her.
"Hello, what are you doing here?" he asked. Maybe she was a servant's daughter.
"I- got lost. I was reading a book, and all of a sudden, I ended up here, I didn't hurt anything, promise!" she gabbled.
"Calm down! What's your name?"
"Leslie Alycia Rees," she said softly.
"Where are your parents?" he asked.
"They're dead, I s'pose. I've been in an orphanage all my life. I got dropped on the steps with a letter saying my name was Alycia and my mom was dead. The lady in charge called me Leslie, cuz I didn't have a birth certif- certificate." She explained.
"I'll tell my dad, and maybe he'll find a way to get you home," he offered. She paled.
"No, please don't! I might get in trouble! I'll- I'll run away if you do!" she pleaded.
"All right, but do you need anything?"
"Some food would be nice, and I'll need to know you're name." She replied.
"Call me Neal."
"Call me Alycia," she said.
"Ok, see you after dinner." He said, and left.