Chapter 5
"Zaine! What are you doing here? Why aren't you back at the palace? And how did you find me?" Misty was amazed, but terribly confused.
"I left the palace to come find you. My mother told me that after your fall, you had a vision that your mother's friend was dieing and you had run away to go comfort her. I left immediately, against my mother's wishes. I left a note saying that for once, I wanted my life to be an adventure. They must have believed me, because they didn't send anyone after me." Zaine seemed proud of himself, his smile was very large, and he did not care whether he was being proper.
Misty wanted desperately to tell him about the curse, about how it wasn't safe to come with her.
She frowned.
"You shouldn't have come. It isn't safe." Misty looked into his eyes, trying hard not to be happy that he was here.
"I, I thought you would be happy that I came." Zaine looked downcast, and stared at the floor.
Misty smiled, and touched his shoulder.
"I'm terribly happy you came." She curtsied.
"Thank you your highness! For saving my life." Misty giggled as Zaine bowed.
"Kind, fair maiden! The pleasure was all mine." Zaine smiled.
Misty snapped backed to reality, as she remembered the dangers of the curse.
"You are entering a new world Zaine. No one must know who you are. We have to change our names." Misty looked him in the eyes, showing that she was serious.
Zaine nodded, he was confused. Why was she being so couscous? But, he agreed.
"You will be a noble night, that slays dragons weekly! Sir John is what they call you! You are known throughout the land!" They both laughed as Misty explained Zaine's life.
"And you will be my lady in distress! Jewel is what they call you, for you sparkle like diamonds!" Zaine laughed, while Misty smiled.
And with their new identities in hand, they both were off, to begin their adventure.
~*~
They were about two days from Misty's home, and they had stopped by a creek to rest.
"Zaine, how did you know where to find me when the pack of ogres had taken me?" Misty wondered, she stuck her finger in the stream and swirled it around lightly.
"My mother gave a book to me a long time ago. It's a book of fairy tales, and it was made by real fairies." Zaine tried to explain, he grabbed his bag, and pulled out a rather large book, and handed it to Misty.
She opened it up. She turned the pages, laughing at the funny pictures. Then she turned to a page, and gasped. It was a picture of Jesminda. She was sweeping the floor of their tiny cottage. Then she stopped, and leaned over a pot where she was cooking something.
"This is no fairy tale Zaine! This is my mothers friend!" She pointed to the page she was looking at.
"Sometimes the book shows things you need, or want to see. I opened the book once to find a picture of my mother when she was young. It told me her whole life story. It was fascinating. Ella Enchanted is what I believed the book called it. The pictures were fascinating, they moved and everything." Zaine explained. He had a far away look in his eyes.
"So, this book, it shows you things? Things that you probably couldn't see other wise?" Misty was amazed, it was the most interesting thing she had ever held all her life. She kept her eye on Jesminda and sighed. She couldn't wait to get home again.
"Yah, it shows you all kinds of stuff." Zaine kept talking but she wasn't listening.
Jesminda had just gone to answer the door. Someone was standing there talking to her at the doorway, but Misty couldn't see who it was. Jesminda had a worried look in her eyes, and her face got all blotchy as if she were about to cry. Suddenly, she opened her mouth to what looked liked a scream, and she stepped back. The person from the doorway stepped forward, and Misty instantly recognized him. It was her stepfather.
Zaine was still talking when she interrupted him. She got up, threw the book at him and said, "We have to leave. Now!"
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Zaine ran after Misty after a few minutes of silence. What was wrong now?
"Misty, I don't understand. What did you see in the book? Is there something wrong?"
"Zaine, I... I saw my stepfather." She paused to see if he would say anything, and when he didn't she continued.
"When I was really little he cast me out of our house, and ...and I went to live with my lady in waiting. She was the one I saw in the book. And, I think that my stepfather was trying to hurt her or something else, maybe worse." Misty looked at Zaine, as she tried to make him understand.
"Why didn't you tell me? I can't believe you lied." Zaine tried to avoid Misty's eyes.
"I thought you would think I was lying. I didn't believe that you would listen to me." Misty stare down at her feet, while they both started walking slower.
Zaine cut her off. He stood in front of her as if he would not let her pass.
"Misty, I love you. I would always trust you." Zaine was looking in her eyes now. Deep into her eyes.
"You shouldn't. You shouldn't love me." Misty turned away from his lovely face, and as much as it hurt her, she ran.
They both traveled quietly from then on, neither one talking very much. Only when they had to did they look at each other. And finally, after two days of neither one acknowledging the other, they arrived at Misty's house. It was dark, maybe ten or eleven at night.
Misty ran inside her house and called Jess's name as she went.
"Jess! Jess! Where are you? I'm back!" Misty said franticly searching their three-roomed cottage for any movement. No one was home.
Misty sat in a chair, wondering what her evil stepfather had done to her. She walked back into the room Zaine was in.
"I'm going to kill him! If he laid one finger on her--!" Misty was plotting her revenge when Zaine cut her off.
"Look Misty, look at this letter on this table." Misty slowly walked over to the table, and read what he was pointing at.
Dearest Misty,
I'm sorry to inform you that your humble Jesminda has taken ill. It was my best wishes to take her in to our gracious home, and take good care of her. You will please visit her immediately, or I'm afraid to inform you her slight cold, might just turn into a deathly disease.
Your loving stepfather,
Mark Anthony
Misty gasped.
"Surely, he means well." Zaine looked at Misty, a confused look on his face.
"Sadly Zaine, you have not met my stepfather yet." Misty knew she was getting angry.
"Your maid has been kidnapped by your stepfather, I run away to come help you, I try to tell you that I don't understand, tell me how can I understand? How can I help you?" Zaine was getting angry as well.
"I don't always need your help, you know. I'm fine." Misty looked at him. Why did he have to follow her in the fist place? He was just causing her more problems, and a terrible headache.
"Fine, then maybe I should leave!" Zaine couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"That's how you could help! Leave!" Misty was glad to be able to agree with her curse for once.
Zaine got up to leave.
"Don't be silly. You can't leave in the dark. Not at this hour anyways." Misty was mad, but she would never forgive herself if Zaine was eaten by another pack of ogres.
"Then what do you suggest I do? Your highness. Since you obviously think you can control my life anyways!" Zaine took a deep bow.
"Spend the night here. You can sleep in the bedroom, and I'll sleep on the mattress in the front room." Misty pointed to the bedroom.
"Fine." Zaine stomped into the room and slammed the door.
"And don't forget to leave in the morning!" Misty cried out at him.
What a terrible mess she had gotten herself into. She had made a fool of herself, in front of the person she was beginning to love. (Yes love.) She couldn't stand the way he made her feel. She couldn't love him, she wouldn't allow herself too. He would be in danger at every moment. Not to mention the fact that the only person who cared for her like a mother had been kidnapped, and was probably somewhere alone and cold. Her stepfather was also probably trying to kill her, if the dream she had had was true.
Misty stared out of the window. The moon was full. It calmed her down, and reminded her she had a lot to think about when she woke up the next morning. And with that thought, she fell asleep.
~*~
Misty woke early that morning, her neck had a terribly ache. She looked around her, and realized where she was. She got herself dressed, in an every day gown, and got up to make breakfast. She glanced at the table, and saw the book that Zaine had showed her the day before. She opened to a page that held a letter to Misty from Zaine. The picture showed him walking down her lane.
Dear Misty,
I realized this morning how much I must have been in the way. There's something you're not telling me, and I don't care. I don't want to know.
I confessed I watched you sleep in the early hours of the morning, and you are beautiful. I truly love you, and wish you the best. It's all I can do to wish you safety, and pray my wish comes true. And now, I leave you with a painful goodbye.
I will always love you, and I pray we meet again,
Zaine P.S- I'm not asking you to love me.
Misty looked up from the letter with tears in her eyes. She prayed to herself that he was still traveling on her lane as she opened her door and looked outside. There he was. Walking his princely walk. She loved him, but if she told him, it would destroy him.
She could call his name, and they could love each other, or she could watch him walk away safely. Her heart told her to scream his name at the top of her lungs, but her mind held her back.
"Zaine!" Misty whispered. This was it.... her voice was dry. She was at a loss as of what to do...
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@thors note: another cliff hanger (don't hurt me!!) I like this chapter a lot! I like how the rest of it turned out. Once again, thanks for all of my reviewers: especially Laur1532! I appreciate all of the help! Don't forget to r&r this story, and my other one as well....
ALSO: I have a contest! *jumps up and down* Anyone who can tell me the most names they absolutely hate, I will chose one of them for a new character. I know it's not exciting, but it will help me a lot, and you'll get to re-think what you wont name your future children! Thanx....
"Zaine! What are you doing here? Why aren't you back at the palace? And how did you find me?" Misty was amazed, but terribly confused.
"I left the palace to come find you. My mother told me that after your fall, you had a vision that your mother's friend was dieing and you had run away to go comfort her. I left immediately, against my mother's wishes. I left a note saying that for once, I wanted my life to be an adventure. They must have believed me, because they didn't send anyone after me." Zaine seemed proud of himself, his smile was very large, and he did not care whether he was being proper.
Misty wanted desperately to tell him about the curse, about how it wasn't safe to come with her.
She frowned.
"You shouldn't have come. It isn't safe." Misty looked into his eyes, trying hard not to be happy that he was here.
"I, I thought you would be happy that I came." Zaine looked downcast, and stared at the floor.
Misty smiled, and touched his shoulder.
"I'm terribly happy you came." She curtsied.
"Thank you your highness! For saving my life." Misty giggled as Zaine bowed.
"Kind, fair maiden! The pleasure was all mine." Zaine smiled.
Misty snapped backed to reality, as she remembered the dangers of the curse.
"You are entering a new world Zaine. No one must know who you are. We have to change our names." Misty looked him in the eyes, showing that she was serious.
Zaine nodded, he was confused. Why was she being so couscous? But, he agreed.
"You will be a noble night, that slays dragons weekly! Sir John is what they call you! You are known throughout the land!" They both laughed as Misty explained Zaine's life.
"And you will be my lady in distress! Jewel is what they call you, for you sparkle like diamonds!" Zaine laughed, while Misty smiled.
And with their new identities in hand, they both were off, to begin their adventure.
~*~
They were about two days from Misty's home, and they had stopped by a creek to rest.
"Zaine, how did you know where to find me when the pack of ogres had taken me?" Misty wondered, she stuck her finger in the stream and swirled it around lightly.
"My mother gave a book to me a long time ago. It's a book of fairy tales, and it was made by real fairies." Zaine tried to explain, he grabbed his bag, and pulled out a rather large book, and handed it to Misty.
She opened it up. She turned the pages, laughing at the funny pictures. Then she turned to a page, and gasped. It was a picture of Jesminda. She was sweeping the floor of their tiny cottage. Then she stopped, and leaned over a pot where she was cooking something.
"This is no fairy tale Zaine! This is my mothers friend!" She pointed to the page she was looking at.
"Sometimes the book shows things you need, or want to see. I opened the book once to find a picture of my mother when she was young. It told me her whole life story. It was fascinating. Ella Enchanted is what I believed the book called it. The pictures were fascinating, they moved and everything." Zaine explained. He had a far away look in his eyes.
"So, this book, it shows you things? Things that you probably couldn't see other wise?" Misty was amazed, it was the most interesting thing she had ever held all her life. She kept her eye on Jesminda and sighed. She couldn't wait to get home again.
"Yah, it shows you all kinds of stuff." Zaine kept talking but she wasn't listening.
Jesminda had just gone to answer the door. Someone was standing there talking to her at the doorway, but Misty couldn't see who it was. Jesminda had a worried look in her eyes, and her face got all blotchy as if she were about to cry. Suddenly, she opened her mouth to what looked liked a scream, and she stepped back. The person from the doorway stepped forward, and Misty instantly recognized him. It was her stepfather.
Zaine was still talking when she interrupted him. She got up, threw the book at him and said, "We have to leave. Now!"
~*~
Zaine ran after Misty after a few minutes of silence. What was wrong now?
"Misty, I don't understand. What did you see in the book? Is there something wrong?"
"Zaine, I... I saw my stepfather." She paused to see if he would say anything, and when he didn't she continued.
"When I was really little he cast me out of our house, and ...and I went to live with my lady in waiting. She was the one I saw in the book. And, I think that my stepfather was trying to hurt her or something else, maybe worse." Misty looked at Zaine, as she tried to make him understand.
"Why didn't you tell me? I can't believe you lied." Zaine tried to avoid Misty's eyes.
"I thought you would think I was lying. I didn't believe that you would listen to me." Misty stare down at her feet, while they both started walking slower.
Zaine cut her off. He stood in front of her as if he would not let her pass.
"Misty, I love you. I would always trust you." Zaine was looking in her eyes now. Deep into her eyes.
"You shouldn't. You shouldn't love me." Misty turned away from his lovely face, and as much as it hurt her, she ran.
They both traveled quietly from then on, neither one talking very much. Only when they had to did they look at each other. And finally, after two days of neither one acknowledging the other, they arrived at Misty's house. It was dark, maybe ten or eleven at night.
Misty ran inside her house and called Jess's name as she went.
"Jess! Jess! Where are you? I'm back!" Misty said franticly searching their three-roomed cottage for any movement. No one was home.
Misty sat in a chair, wondering what her evil stepfather had done to her. She walked back into the room Zaine was in.
"I'm going to kill him! If he laid one finger on her--!" Misty was plotting her revenge when Zaine cut her off.
"Look Misty, look at this letter on this table." Misty slowly walked over to the table, and read what he was pointing at.
Dearest Misty,
I'm sorry to inform you that your humble Jesminda has taken ill. It was my best wishes to take her in to our gracious home, and take good care of her. You will please visit her immediately, or I'm afraid to inform you her slight cold, might just turn into a deathly disease.
Your loving stepfather,
Mark Anthony
Misty gasped.
"Surely, he means well." Zaine looked at Misty, a confused look on his face.
"Sadly Zaine, you have not met my stepfather yet." Misty knew she was getting angry.
"Your maid has been kidnapped by your stepfather, I run away to come help you, I try to tell you that I don't understand, tell me how can I understand? How can I help you?" Zaine was getting angry as well.
"I don't always need your help, you know. I'm fine." Misty looked at him. Why did he have to follow her in the fist place? He was just causing her more problems, and a terrible headache.
"Fine, then maybe I should leave!" Zaine couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"That's how you could help! Leave!" Misty was glad to be able to agree with her curse for once.
Zaine got up to leave.
"Don't be silly. You can't leave in the dark. Not at this hour anyways." Misty was mad, but she would never forgive herself if Zaine was eaten by another pack of ogres.
"Then what do you suggest I do? Your highness. Since you obviously think you can control my life anyways!" Zaine took a deep bow.
"Spend the night here. You can sleep in the bedroom, and I'll sleep on the mattress in the front room." Misty pointed to the bedroom.
"Fine." Zaine stomped into the room and slammed the door.
"And don't forget to leave in the morning!" Misty cried out at him.
What a terrible mess she had gotten herself into. She had made a fool of herself, in front of the person she was beginning to love. (Yes love.) She couldn't stand the way he made her feel. She couldn't love him, she wouldn't allow herself too. He would be in danger at every moment. Not to mention the fact that the only person who cared for her like a mother had been kidnapped, and was probably somewhere alone and cold. Her stepfather was also probably trying to kill her, if the dream she had had was true.
Misty stared out of the window. The moon was full. It calmed her down, and reminded her she had a lot to think about when she woke up the next morning. And with that thought, she fell asleep.
~*~
Misty woke early that morning, her neck had a terribly ache. She looked around her, and realized where she was. She got herself dressed, in an every day gown, and got up to make breakfast. She glanced at the table, and saw the book that Zaine had showed her the day before. She opened to a page that held a letter to Misty from Zaine. The picture showed him walking down her lane.
Dear Misty,
I realized this morning how much I must have been in the way. There's something you're not telling me, and I don't care. I don't want to know.
I confessed I watched you sleep in the early hours of the morning, and you are beautiful. I truly love you, and wish you the best. It's all I can do to wish you safety, and pray my wish comes true. And now, I leave you with a painful goodbye.
I will always love you, and I pray we meet again,
Zaine P.S- I'm not asking you to love me.
Misty looked up from the letter with tears in her eyes. She prayed to herself that he was still traveling on her lane as she opened her door and looked outside. There he was. Walking his princely walk. She loved him, but if she told him, it would destroy him.
She could call his name, and they could love each other, or she could watch him walk away safely. Her heart told her to scream his name at the top of her lungs, but her mind held her back.
"Zaine!" Misty whispered. This was it.... her voice was dry. She was at a loss as of what to do...
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@thors note: another cliff hanger (don't hurt me!!) I like this chapter a lot! I like how the rest of it turned out. Once again, thanks for all of my reviewers: especially Laur1532! I appreciate all of the help! Don't forget to r&r this story, and my other one as well....
ALSO: I have a contest! *jumps up and down* Anyone who can tell me the most names they absolutely hate, I will chose one of them for a new character. I know it's not exciting, but it will help me a lot, and you'll get to re-think what you wont name your future children! Thanx....