Chapter 7
Misty stood backs as Sophie bit into an apple that she had demanded Misty get, and wash for her.
"Go where?" Sophie starred, dumb struck as her rather large teeth chomped away.
"Nothing, I was dreaming of going somewhere. But it's no use." Misty tried not to look at Sophie, and she bent down to check on the pie. She knew what was coming.
"Misty, I command you to tell me the truth. Now... where to you want to go?" Sophie smiled as she examined her apple.
Misty stalled, as she heard Jess hold her breath.
Her head ached, and she bit her tongue, which started to bleed.
"There's a ball to be held, in Prince Zaine of Kyrrie's name." Misty said through gritted teeth, and her symptoms stopped.
Sophie threw away her apple as a smile slowly started to form at the edge of her lips.
"That apple seemed stale." Sophie said, as she slowly walked out of the room.
~*~
Zaine leaned his head on his arm. For days, his mom had been planning a ball for him. He had spent countless hors deciding what colors would go where, what kind of food was to be served, who was to play the music, and all the such.
He suddenly jerked, and looked at his mother. She had an odd smile on her face.
"You're thinking about her again. Aren't you?" Queen Ella walked to her son, and put a hand on her sons shoulder.
"Actually mother, no I wasn't." Zaine tried to smile at his caring mother.
"Ah... I'm sorry." Ella paused.
"But you still miss her, don't you?" Queen Ella starred deep into her son's eyes. They were filled with distant mist, and no longer held shining stars.
"Yes, mother, I do. But she's gone now. If she had wanted me, I would have waited. But she never came back to get me." Zaine stood up, put on his princely mask that her wore so often, and her gazed out of the window.
"Then why don't you go back to get her?" Ella's face was forlorn, and she frowned, trying to find an answer.
"I don't know mother. Zaine shook his head, and closed his eyes. Then he walked out of the room, but paused at the door.
"I'm trying to forget her." Zaine looked at his mother. The mist in his eyes was now thicker than ever. He left the room.
"But you won't." Queen Ella whispered to herself, as she watched her son waste away.
~*~
Misty sighed. It was a beautiful day. She sat on the side of the lake on her stepfather's property. There were birds flying overhead, and the sky was extremely blue. She should be free; free to do or go anywhere she pleased. But, she was trapped in a cage. Her stepfather held the key, and her stepmother, held her. The curse seemed to be getting worse, or at least the symptoms were. Nothing seemed to be going right, and Misty was tired at the end of everyday. It wasn't easy being a servant, especially when you're locked in a cage.
Misty jumped up, and suddenly realized that it was the day of the ball. She ran back to the castle, trying to find Jess.
"Jess! Jess! Where are you??!" Misty ran around the servants corridor smiling.
"I'm here lady, what ever is wrong?" Jess didn't seem worried as she carried her bundle of dirty clothing to be washed.
"Guess what Jess?" Misty leaned in to whisper.
"It's the day of the ball!" Misty was excited, and her dark brown curls swayed in the wind.
"Don't get so excited lady. I don't want you getting your hopes up." Jess stopped unfolding the dirty laundry, and looked at Misty.
"B-but you said I could go." Misty looked at Jess with sadness.
"I said maybe we could think of something. Now, stop acting like a four year old, and go finish your chores. Meet me tonight in your room, and I'll try. But don't get your hopes up."
Misty sighed, and ran to go tend to all the fires in the rooms, help set the table for dinner, and tend to the family. She hated being a servant.
~*~
"Isn't it wonderful? Oh, I'm so excited Misty! I get to go to the ball!" Sophie twirled around her room, stopping every once in a while to look at her self in the mirror.
"Yes, it's wonderful, now hold still." Misty grabbed the strings on Sophie's corset, and pulled them as hard as she could.
"Ouch! Misty, don't pull to tight." Sophie grabbed Misty's hands.
"Oh, but it's so fashionable. Think about how wonderful you look." Misty stated, sarcastically with a fake smile.
"Very well, ooh, I love your ring Misty. Where ever did you get it? I've never seen it before." Sophie grabbed Misty's finger, and starred at it with admire in her eyes.
"Someone gave it to me." Misty pulled her hand away.
She looked at her ring. Zaine had given it to her, while she was at his castle. She loved it; it had two diamonds on the side, and a great big sapphire in the middle. She had never worn it before, because she loved it too much. But it was the only thing she had of Zaine, besides the book. She looked at Sophie, who was smiling at her. Misty had let her guard down.
"I think... that it matches lovely with my dress. I think... I would like to wear it tonight, for the ball. Place it on my finger Misty." Sophie held out her fat fingers, and twirled them.
Misty held back. The room started to spin, and any second now she would pass out. She took off the ring, and placed it on Sophie's fingers, praying that they were too fat.
But they weren't, and it fit perfectly.
Misty held back a stifle, as she helped Sophie dress her hair, and put on her dress. She still looked as ugly as ever, but Sophie smiled, knowing that she would be able to go to the ball Misty could never attend.
~*~
"Can you believer her Jess? She had the nerve to steal my ring! The only piece of jewelry I own. Not to mention the fact that Zaine gave it to me. The nerve!" Misty jumped on her bed, and let her long curls fall over her white pillow.
"If I could get just one glance of him tonight, I would be the happiest girl in the world." One tear fell down Misty's face.
"Am I a spoiled brat? Am I selfish?" Misty asked out loud, as Jess walked over to her and wrapped her in a gigantic hug.
"No, no dear. Your simply young, and in love. You remind me so much of your mother." Jess looked at Misty and smiled, stroking her hair.
"You look just like her."
"How much longer will I have to suffer? I can't stand it here!" Misty practically yelled. She changed the subject. She couldn't talk about her mother for very long. She got up and stood by her tiny fireplace.
"Not much longer. Go, stand behind the curtain, I'll help you go to the ball. You don't deserve to suffer like this." Jess pushed Misty behind the curtain.
"But what are you going to do?" Misty wondered.
"Nothing, just be quiet and don't say a word!" Jess stood back away from the curtain.
Jess sung some kind of song, and Misty peeked out from behind the curtain. Sparks of all sorts of colors were flying around Jess, and then they stopped. A dress, and some jewelry sat on Misty's small, straw bed.
"Oh, Jess!" Misty squeaked as she ran her fingers over the delicate silk of her dress.
It was a bright purple that draped down to the floor. The bust line was covered in jewels, and the sleeves were a light, white silk, that dangled to the floor. The necklace was a simple silver chain that had a small heart dangling from it.
Misty hugged Jess so hard that Jess had to pull her off.
"I thought you weren't supposed to do big magic." Misty said, as she slowly pulled on her dress.
"Just this once, I thought it would be okay. Turn around Misty." Jess spun Misty around, and months of dust, dirt, and grit faded away from Misty's skin.
Her hair was soft, and black again, and her curls fell down her shoulders. Diamonds dotted her hair, tightly embedded in braids. Jewels dotted her face around her eyes as well, to hide her identity.
Jess slowly wrapped the necklace around Misty's small neck.
"Oh, Jess. I don't know if I can do this." Misty held her breath, as she looked in the mirror.
"You look amazing. Now go, and I'll find you a horse to ride away on." Jess smiled.
Misty returned her smile, and hugged Jess one last time.
She thought to herself. "Here it goes....."
~*~
Misty stepped off her white steed that Jess was able to claim. She was trembling as she walked up the steps to enter the wide doors that would bring her to the ball. She had to stay away from Sophie, but nothing would keep her away from Zaine.
She walked into a brilliant room, widely decorated with dancers, and brilliant gowns, twirling as if in the air. Misty smiled; this was going to be fun. Today she didn't have to be a servant; she could be anyone she wanted to be.
Just then, someone tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around.
"My lady, you just cut in line, I'm afraid you can't do that." A pale frail girl, probably only fourteen had just stopped Misty.
"What line? What is there a line for?" Misty asked the little girl, still smiling.
"Of course. Why else would there be a line? To dance with the prince!" The little girl glowered at the mention of the prince, and Misty's smile faded.
"T-there's a line? To see the p-prince?" Misty just realized, that of course she wasn't the only girl who wanted to dance with the prince.
"Of course there is! How else would we all get to dance with him?" The little girl smiled weakly.
"Of course...." Misty walked away and sat on a chair. This was going to take forever. There were at least a thousand girls lined up to dance with Zaine.
And then she caught a glimpse of him. And her smile returned.
He was so handsome. He was dressed in his best, and he was smiling at a young maiden dancing with him. He even laughed as she stepped on his feet once or twice. Then he turned, and saw her. He was staring right at Misty, still smiling. She prayed that he didn't recognize her, as she stood up to get something to drink. She starred back at him. But now she could see clearly who the girl was, it was Sophie! And she was glaring at Misty.
"Please, oh please! Let neither one of them recognize me!" Misty whispered to herself.
Just then, Zaine ended his dance with Sophie, took a deep bow, and walking towards Misty. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~**~~*~*~*~**~*~*~~*~*~*~~*
@uthors note: Yah, I know I didn't add a lot, but I've got to go, cuz school is gunna start in.... half an hour. So.. I'll leave you with this tiny cliffhanger, as I suffer in school!! U know, I've been flipping through my other chapters, trying to decided what's going to happen next, and you know, you have no idea what's coming..... : P
Misty stood backs as Sophie bit into an apple that she had demanded Misty get, and wash for her.
"Go where?" Sophie starred, dumb struck as her rather large teeth chomped away.
"Nothing, I was dreaming of going somewhere. But it's no use." Misty tried not to look at Sophie, and she bent down to check on the pie. She knew what was coming.
"Misty, I command you to tell me the truth. Now... where to you want to go?" Sophie smiled as she examined her apple.
Misty stalled, as she heard Jess hold her breath.
Her head ached, and she bit her tongue, which started to bleed.
"There's a ball to be held, in Prince Zaine of Kyrrie's name." Misty said through gritted teeth, and her symptoms stopped.
Sophie threw away her apple as a smile slowly started to form at the edge of her lips.
"That apple seemed stale." Sophie said, as she slowly walked out of the room.
~*~
Zaine leaned his head on his arm. For days, his mom had been planning a ball for him. He had spent countless hors deciding what colors would go where, what kind of food was to be served, who was to play the music, and all the such.
He suddenly jerked, and looked at his mother. She had an odd smile on her face.
"You're thinking about her again. Aren't you?" Queen Ella walked to her son, and put a hand on her sons shoulder.
"Actually mother, no I wasn't." Zaine tried to smile at his caring mother.
"Ah... I'm sorry." Ella paused.
"But you still miss her, don't you?" Queen Ella starred deep into her son's eyes. They were filled with distant mist, and no longer held shining stars.
"Yes, mother, I do. But she's gone now. If she had wanted me, I would have waited. But she never came back to get me." Zaine stood up, put on his princely mask that her wore so often, and her gazed out of the window.
"Then why don't you go back to get her?" Ella's face was forlorn, and she frowned, trying to find an answer.
"I don't know mother. Zaine shook his head, and closed his eyes. Then he walked out of the room, but paused at the door.
"I'm trying to forget her." Zaine looked at his mother. The mist in his eyes was now thicker than ever. He left the room.
"But you won't." Queen Ella whispered to herself, as she watched her son waste away.
~*~
Misty sighed. It was a beautiful day. She sat on the side of the lake on her stepfather's property. There were birds flying overhead, and the sky was extremely blue. She should be free; free to do or go anywhere she pleased. But, she was trapped in a cage. Her stepfather held the key, and her stepmother, held her. The curse seemed to be getting worse, or at least the symptoms were. Nothing seemed to be going right, and Misty was tired at the end of everyday. It wasn't easy being a servant, especially when you're locked in a cage.
Misty jumped up, and suddenly realized that it was the day of the ball. She ran back to the castle, trying to find Jess.
"Jess! Jess! Where are you??!" Misty ran around the servants corridor smiling.
"I'm here lady, what ever is wrong?" Jess didn't seem worried as she carried her bundle of dirty clothing to be washed.
"Guess what Jess?" Misty leaned in to whisper.
"It's the day of the ball!" Misty was excited, and her dark brown curls swayed in the wind.
"Don't get so excited lady. I don't want you getting your hopes up." Jess stopped unfolding the dirty laundry, and looked at Misty.
"B-but you said I could go." Misty looked at Jess with sadness.
"I said maybe we could think of something. Now, stop acting like a four year old, and go finish your chores. Meet me tonight in your room, and I'll try. But don't get your hopes up."
Misty sighed, and ran to go tend to all the fires in the rooms, help set the table for dinner, and tend to the family. She hated being a servant.
~*~
"Isn't it wonderful? Oh, I'm so excited Misty! I get to go to the ball!" Sophie twirled around her room, stopping every once in a while to look at her self in the mirror.
"Yes, it's wonderful, now hold still." Misty grabbed the strings on Sophie's corset, and pulled them as hard as she could.
"Ouch! Misty, don't pull to tight." Sophie grabbed Misty's hands.
"Oh, but it's so fashionable. Think about how wonderful you look." Misty stated, sarcastically with a fake smile.
"Very well, ooh, I love your ring Misty. Where ever did you get it? I've never seen it before." Sophie grabbed Misty's finger, and starred at it with admire in her eyes.
"Someone gave it to me." Misty pulled her hand away.
She looked at her ring. Zaine had given it to her, while she was at his castle. She loved it; it had two diamonds on the side, and a great big sapphire in the middle. She had never worn it before, because she loved it too much. But it was the only thing she had of Zaine, besides the book. She looked at Sophie, who was smiling at her. Misty had let her guard down.
"I think... that it matches lovely with my dress. I think... I would like to wear it tonight, for the ball. Place it on my finger Misty." Sophie held out her fat fingers, and twirled them.
Misty held back. The room started to spin, and any second now she would pass out. She took off the ring, and placed it on Sophie's fingers, praying that they were too fat.
But they weren't, and it fit perfectly.
Misty held back a stifle, as she helped Sophie dress her hair, and put on her dress. She still looked as ugly as ever, but Sophie smiled, knowing that she would be able to go to the ball Misty could never attend.
~*~
"Can you believer her Jess? She had the nerve to steal my ring! The only piece of jewelry I own. Not to mention the fact that Zaine gave it to me. The nerve!" Misty jumped on her bed, and let her long curls fall over her white pillow.
"If I could get just one glance of him tonight, I would be the happiest girl in the world." One tear fell down Misty's face.
"Am I a spoiled brat? Am I selfish?" Misty asked out loud, as Jess walked over to her and wrapped her in a gigantic hug.
"No, no dear. Your simply young, and in love. You remind me so much of your mother." Jess looked at Misty and smiled, stroking her hair.
"You look just like her."
"How much longer will I have to suffer? I can't stand it here!" Misty practically yelled. She changed the subject. She couldn't talk about her mother for very long. She got up and stood by her tiny fireplace.
"Not much longer. Go, stand behind the curtain, I'll help you go to the ball. You don't deserve to suffer like this." Jess pushed Misty behind the curtain.
"But what are you going to do?" Misty wondered.
"Nothing, just be quiet and don't say a word!" Jess stood back away from the curtain.
Jess sung some kind of song, and Misty peeked out from behind the curtain. Sparks of all sorts of colors were flying around Jess, and then they stopped. A dress, and some jewelry sat on Misty's small, straw bed.
"Oh, Jess!" Misty squeaked as she ran her fingers over the delicate silk of her dress.
It was a bright purple that draped down to the floor. The bust line was covered in jewels, and the sleeves were a light, white silk, that dangled to the floor. The necklace was a simple silver chain that had a small heart dangling from it.
Misty hugged Jess so hard that Jess had to pull her off.
"I thought you weren't supposed to do big magic." Misty said, as she slowly pulled on her dress.
"Just this once, I thought it would be okay. Turn around Misty." Jess spun Misty around, and months of dust, dirt, and grit faded away from Misty's skin.
Her hair was soft, and black again, and her curls fell down her shoulders. Diamonds dotted her hair, tightly embedded in braids. Jewels dotted her face around her eyes as well, to hide her identity.
Jess slowly wrapped the necklace around Misty's small neck.
"Oh, Jess. I don't know if I can do this." Misty held her breath, as she looked in the mirror.
"You look amazing. Now go, and I'll find you a horse to ride away on." Jess smiled.
Misty returned her smile, and hugged Jess one last time.
She thought to herself. "Here it goes....."
~*~
Misty stepped off her white steed that Jess was able to claim. She was trembling as she walked up the steps to enter the wide doors that would bring her to the ball. She had to stay away from Sophie, but nothing would keep her away from Zaine.
She walked into a brilliant room, widely decorated with dancers, and brilliant gowns, twirling as if in the air. Misty smiled; this was going to be fun. Today she didn't have to be a servant; she could be anyone she wanted to be.
Just then, someone tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned around.
"My lady, you just cut in line, I'm afraid you can't do that." A pale frail girl, probably only fourteen had just stopped Misty.
"What line? What is there a line for?" Misty asked the little girl, still smiling.
"Of course. Why else would there be a line? To dance with the prince!" The little girl glowered at the mention of the prince, and Misty's smile faded.
"T-there's a line? To see the p-prince?" Misty just realized, that of course she wasn't the only girl who wanted to dance with the prince.
"Of course there is! How else would we all get to dance with him?" The little girl smiled weakly.
"Of course...." Misty walked away and sat on a chair. This was going to take forever. There were at least a thousand girls lined up to dance with Zaine.
And then she caught a glimpse of him. And her smile returned.
He was so handsome. He was dressed in his best, and he was smiling at a young maiden dancing with him. He even laughed as she stepped on his feet once or twice. Then he turned, and saw her. He was staring right at Misty, still smiling. She prayed that he didn't recognize her, as she stood up to get something to drink. She starred back at him. But now she could see clearly who the girl was, it was Sophie! And she was glaring at Misty.
"Please, oh please! Let neither one of them recognize me!" Misty whispered to herself.
Just then, Zaine ended his dance with Sophie, took a deep bow, and walking towards Misty. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~**~~*~*~*~**~*~*~~*~*~*~~*
@uthors note: Yah, I know I didn't add a lot, but I've got to go, cuz school is gunna start in.... half an hour. So.. I'll leave you with this tiny cliffhanger, as I suffer in school!! U know, I've been flipping through my other chapters, trying to decided what's going to happen next, and you know, you have no idea what's coming..... : P