Chapter 4
Misty felt utterly vulnerable. It seemed like the world was coming to an end. She only wanted to be left alone, while she pondered on her terrible curse, and what fate it would bring to her.
Two days after Misty had woken up the Queen came to Misty's room.
"My dear, you've been terribly sulky. Is there anything wrong?" Queen Ella looked deeply into Misty's eyes. It felt horrible. It was if she knew all of her secrets.
When Misty did not reply the queen sighed.
"You remind me of myself when my mother died. I acted just as you do, there's nothing that serious is there?" The queen looked just as worried as she did before, but this time, she leaned in closely, and put her hand on Misty's.
"Oh, your highness!" Misty gushed. She told her about her dream, the evil sorceress, and then paused. She told the queen about the curse.
Queen Ella looked like someone had ripped out her heart, and torn it to pieces. "Did you say... Obedience, child?" The queen slowly stated, not blinking once.
"Yes, your highness, but it was just a silly dream, I don't see why I'm causing such a fuss." Misty got out of her bed, pretending that nothing was wrong.
"Misty, do a kart wheel." The queen quietly said.
Misty tried, for a minute she held back. The room was spinning, and her head was pounding. She was seconds away from passing out. She did a kart wheel, and her terrifying symptoms stopped.
"I'm afraid I must ask you to leave. Misty, please, pack your things and please leave. Do you know what danger we would all be in, if anyone found out about the curse?" The queen got up, and patted Misty on the shoulder.
Misty realized the meaning of Queen Ella's words. She could be ordered to kill everyone in the royal family, and she would have to do it. She could even be ordered to kill Zaine.
Misty looked up instantly at the queen and nodded, showing that she understood. She got up to her drawers and hurriedly packed her things.
"Your highness, thank you one last time for everything. I desperately would like to show my gratitude." Misty held the queens hands.
"You could only do so by leaving. Trust me Misty. I know what you are going through. And there is nothing I would rather do than help you with your curse. But there is no way. Please, be careful." The queen stated, making sure she had said no orders.
"Then I'm afraid it's goodbye." Misty got up and walked toward the door.
"Your highness, I was wondering. Could you tell Prince Zaine, I said goodbye?" Misty pleaded, hoping she didn't sound to obvious.
Queen Ella smiled and said, "Yes, I will. Oh, and Misty, I order you not to tell anyone about the curse."
With that Misty ran from the room, tears streaking down her face. The only thing the queen could do now to offend her, was issue and order.
~**~
Three days later, Misty was still traveling through a forest. She had stopped by a near by village to get directions to her home. She was excited to see Jes again, even if she couldn't tell her about the curse.
Her days were usually tiring; she would eat some food the queen had given her, and spend most of the day walking. She had only run into rain once, and it wasn't so bad. She walked and walked, admiring the scenery.
Her feet grew tired eventually, and she would sit under a shady tree, and rest. She thought about where her curse came from. Was there really a sorceress that had married her father? How else would she have come to it? These thoughts only resulted in terrible headaches, so Misty decided to take a nap.
Drip. Drop. Something was hitting Misty on the head. It was raining. The sun had gone down, and night had taken its place. Misty ran into a nearby cave, which was right next to a gushing waterfall.
She sat down, as she watched lightning bolts dot the sky, and shuddered at every dash of thunder. She lay down on her arm and stared at the blurry stars. She found herself falling asleep again, even amidst the raging storm.
~*~
Misty awoke to the bright sunshine. She stepped out of the cave. Everything was shiny and colorful. She yawned and stretched, even sleeping on rocks was not the most comfortable things in the world.
Then, just as Misty was reaching into her bag to grab some food, something grabbed her with full force, and was carrying her running hard and fast.
"HEY! Let me go!" Misty pounded the figure hard with her fists.
"This one's feisty! She'll taste wonderful with that fox we just captured near the giant's home.
Misty froze. The object that was carrying her had just sat her down, and was now smiling a scary, toothless smile. She was surrounded by a pack of ogres. They were each staring at her, wondering which body part they would get to eat.
Misty remembered that ogres could see your darkest secrets. She knew that she was in mortal danger, for even if the ogres soothing voices failed them; she would surely die anyways, because they would tell her to cook herself.
"No need to be soothing with this one. Ha, she'd cook herself if we told her to!" One large, dirty ogre, who had blood dried under his fingernails stated, as he laughed. He was even more excited now, than he was before.
Just then, something jumped out from behind the trees.
"szEE frah myNN. MyNN thOOsh forns." Then the silky voice switched to English. "There's no need to eat this girl. She is your friend, and you should know that she brought gifts for you. Sweet delicious baby giants, yes that's what she brought you. But first you must sleep, and sleep deeply, so that the wildest winds, or most raging storms could not wake you up!" The mans voice sounded as if he had just swallowed ten gallons of honey.
And then sure enough, the ogres feel into a deep, trance-like, sleep.
Misty turned to thank her savior, and then came face to face, with none other than Prince Zaine himself.
"But, how... Why would you... how did you??" Misty stared at him awe struck.
"My lady, it is not polite to stare! And how could I not be your night in shinning armor, if I did not save my lady in distress?" The prince winked at her, and Misty smiled in return.
@uthors note: I'M SOOO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG! I told you I had one bad case of writers block! I did manage to start another story called Live for Life, Or Die Trying, and you should go check it out!! I'm sorry to my faithful fans though! I will try to post! I got buried under school, and my moms sick, so, just please be patient! Please check out my other story and post comments, it's only got 2 reviews (very sad I know) and I will update this story ASAP!!
Misty felt utterly vulnerable. It seemed like the world was coming to an end. She only wanted to be left alone, while she pondered on her terrible curse, and what fate it would bring to her.
Two days after Misty had woken up the Queen came to Misty's room.
"My dear, you've been terribly sulky. Is there anything wrong?" Queen Ella looked deeply into Misty's eyes. It felt horrible. It was if she knew all of her secrets.
When Misty did not reply the queen sighed.
"You remind me of myself when my mother died. I acted just as you do, there's nothing that serious is there?" The queen looked just as worried as she did before, but this time, she leaned in closely, and put her hand on Misty's.
"Oh, your highness!" Misty gushed. She told her about her dream, the evil sorceress, and then paused. She told the queen about the curse.
Queen Ella looked like someone had ripped out her heart, and torn it to pieces. "Did you say... Obedience, child?" The queen slowly stated, not blinking once.
"Yes, your highness, but it was just a silly dream, I don't see why I'm causing such a fuss." Misty got out of her bed, pretending that nothing was wrong.
"Misty, do a kart wheel." The queen quietly said.
Misty tried, for a minute she held back. The room was spinning, and her head was pounding. She was seconds away from passing out. She did a kart wheel, and her terrifying symptoms stopped.
"I'm afraid I must ask you to leave. Misty, please, pack your things and please leave. Do you know what danger we would all be in, if anyone found out about the curse?" The queen got up, and patted Misty on the shoulder.
Misty realized the meaning of Queen Ella's words. She could be ordered to kill everyone in the royal family, and she would have to do it. She could even be ordered to kill Zaine.
Misty looked up instantly at the queen and nodded, showing that she understood. She got up to her drawers and hurriedly packed her things.
"Your highness, thank you one last time for everything. I desperately would like to show my gratitude." Misty held the queens hands.
"You could only do so by leaving. Trust me Misty. I know what you are going through. And there is nothing I would rather do than help you with your curse. But there is no way. Please, be careful." The queen stated, making sure she had said no orders.
"Then I'm afraid it's goodbye." Misty got up and walked toward the door.
"Your highness, I was wondering. Could you tell Prince Zaine, I said goodbye?" Misty pleaded, hoping she didn't sound to obvious.
Queen Ella smiled and said, "Yes, I will. Oh, and Misty, I order you not to tell anyone about the curse."
With that Misty ran from the room, tears streaking down her face. The only thing the queen could do now to offend her, was issue and order.
~**~
Three days later, Misty was still traveling through a forest. She had stopped by a near by village to get directions to her home. She was excited to see Jes again, even if she couldn't tell her about the curse.
Her days were usually tiring; she would eat some food the queen had given her, and spend most of the day walking. She had only run into rain once, and it wasn't so bad. She walked and walked, admiring the scenery.
Her feet grew tired eventually, and she would sit under a shady tree, and rest. She thought about where her curse came from. Was there really a sorceress that had married her father? How else would she have come to it? These thoughts only resulted in terrible headaches, so Misty decided to take a nap.
Drip. Drop. Something was hitting Misty on the head. It was raining. The sun had gone down, and night had taken its place. Misty ran into a nearby cave, which was right next to a gushing waterfall.
She sat down, as she watched lightning bolts dot the sky, and shuddered at every dash of thunder. She lay down on her arm and stared at the blurry stars. She found herself falling asleep again, even amidst the raging storm.
~*~
Misty awoke to the bright sunshine. She stepped out of the cave. Everything was shiny and colorful. She yawned and stretched, even sleeping on rocks was not the most comfortable things in the world.
Then, just as Misty was reaching into her bag to grab some food, something grabbed her with full force, and was carrying her running hard and fast.
"HEY! Let me go!" Misty pounded the figure hard with her fists.
"This one's feisty! She'll taste wonderful with that fox we just captured near the giant's home.
Misty froze. The object that was carrying her had just sat her down, and was now smiling a scary, toothless smile. She was surrounded by a pack of ogres. They were each staring at her, wondering which body part they would get to eat.
Misty remembered that ogres could see your darkest secrets. She knew that she was in mortal danger, for even if the ogres soothing voices failed them; she would surely die anyways, because they would tell her to cook herself.
"No need to be soothing with this one. Ha, she'd cook herself if we told her to!" One large, dirty ogre, who had blood dried under his fingernails stated, as he laughed. He was even more excited now, than he was before.
Just then, something jumped out from behind the trees.
"szEE frah myNN. MyNN thOOsh forns." Then the silky voice switched to English. "There's no need to eat this girl. She is your friend, and you should know that she brought gifts for you. Sweet delicious baby giants, yes that's what she brought you. But first you must sleep, and sleep deeply, so that the wildest winds, or most raging storms could not wake you up!" The mans voice sounded as if he had just swallowed ten gallons of honey.
And then sure enough, the ogres feel into a deep, trance-like, sleep.
Misty turned to thank her savior, and then came face to face, with none other than Prince Zaine himself.
"But, how... Why would you... how did you??" Misty stared at him awe struck.
"My lady, it is not polite to stare! And how could I not be your night in shinning armor, if I did not save my lady in distress?" The prince winked at her, and Misty smiled in return.
@uthors note: I'M SOOO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG! I told you I had one bad case of writers block! I did manage to start another story called Live for Life, Or Die Trying, and you should go check it out!! I'm sorry to my faithful fans though! I will try to post! I got buried under school, and my moms sick, so, just please be patient! Please check out my other story and post comments, it's only got 2 reviews (very sad I know) and I will update this story ASAP!!