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She sighed as she watched them dancing and wished, not for the first time, that she could could get to be the court lady just once, not that she would want to do it all the time. The music ended and the dancers finished. Delia walked up to her with a smile on her face and asked, "Oh Squire Alan would you be so kind as to share this next dance?"
"Of course, my lady." she replied as she lead her to the floor, gaining many a glare from her infatuated friends. She sighed, wishing that she could trade places with Delia just for one day to see what it was like.
"Isn't the Prince one of the nicest guys around?" Delia quieried.
"Yeah, he is." she replied absent-mindedly.
The music played, Alanna listened to Delia chatter about how wonderful everyone was and how she was so glad to be there. Alanna could feel the glares as she gave Delia a twirl. The dance ended, and Alanna returned Delia to her admirers. She trudged back to her room. She unlocked her door and went in, her mind still filled with images of the ball. She shook her head. This wasn't like her to feel jealous of the court beauty. She sighed. "Still, it would be wonderful to be in her shoes if only for one day."
If she had known that a trickster was listening, she never would have wished out loud.
Author's note: This is my first fanfic so be kind. I have most of the plot figured out, but wasn't sure how to start it. Please review.
She sighed as she watched them dancing and wished, not for the first time, that she could could get to be the court lady just once, not that she would want to do it all the time. The music ended and the dancers finished. Delia walked up to her with a smile on her face and asked, "Oh Squire Alan would you be so kind as to share this next dance?"
"Of course, my lady." she replied as she lead her to the floor, gaining many a glare from her infatuated friends. She sighed, wishing that she could trade places with Delia just for one day to see what it was like.
"Isn't the Prince one of the nicest guys around?" Delia quieried.
"Yeah, he is." she replied absent-mindedly.
The music played, Alanna listened to Delia chatter about how wonderful everyone was and how she was so glad to be there. Alanna could feel the glares as she gave Delia a twirl. The dance ended, and Alanna returned Delia to her admirers. She trudged back to her room. She unlocked her door and went in, her mind still filled with images of the ball. She shook her head. This wasn't like her to feel jealous of the court beauty. She sighed. "Still, it would be wonderful to be in her shoes if only for one day."
If she had known that a trickster was listening, she never would have wished out loud.
Author's note: This is my first fanfic so be kind. I have most of the plot figured out, but wasn't sure how to start it. Please review.