A/N: Hey y'all! Okay this is the penultimate chapter! Which means this chapter is the second last. The chapter after this will be the last chapter! For me this is happy news since I have been writing this story for sooo long with many interruptions such as moving houses, computer being out for repairs, internet not working, writer's block etc. Thank you: Mage Light (Did they? The movie made me sooo mad, I watched the trailer and I made this Ella-Enchanted-Non-Movie-Supporting team and Sammy is part of it ... and i saw the cover of the book on a scholastic book order form ... it has Anne Hatheway on it! And Ella Enchanted is written in purple bubble letters! I was so disgusted! I used my markers to make many crosses on it.), Anywien (lol, well, I shall try!), Gayle (thank you for understanding me dear! smiles broadly), merriam ( aww ... you are kind! :D!), EllaFreak (i totally understand your situation since the same thing happened to me yesterday), Soulist21 (lol i won't.)
B/N: yawns I'm tired, and being forced to write this thing. -glares at Atiya- What's the point anyway? Who even reads these things? Well, me, but that's beside the point ...
A/N: Interesting note Sammy ...
Chapter 21:
It was the day before the wedding and everyone was running about doing last minute changes, even Jerold, who never really showed much interest in preparations for anything.
Isabella was kept hostage in her room, where maids kept coming in with pots full of Mandy's hot wax and women Isabella had never seen before constantly kept returning to play with her hair.
The wedding dress had finally been completed and it hung neatly in Isabella's walk-in closet. The special bed chamber for Isabella and John had also been completed, but Cecelia had had the idea to not let either John or Isabella see it until after the wedding.
The finest champagne and apple cider had been ordered for the wedding. Isabella and John had finally got permission to chose the guests and had selected people for the roles. The roles for the wedding had been planned as follows:
Flower Girl: Anna Bride's Maids: Elizabeth, Cecilia and Isti, who was the younger sister of Areida (Ella's best friend.
Best Man: Benjumin, John's best friend.
Ring Bearer: Leonardo
"Hold still, dear!" Said the woman who was plucking the hairs that grew above Isabella's upper lip.
Isabella rolled her eyes; this was so annoying! Why did she need all her facial hair plucked, her body hair waxed and the hair on her head cut?
"Don't move your eyes, sweet." Came the exasperated voice of the woman who was plucking the hair between and around her two eyebrows.
There was a knock on the door. The maid that had been taking gowns out of Isabella's wardrobe for the new bed chamber went to answer it.
Leonardo walked in with his hands behind his back.
"Isabella, I have something to give to you." He said.
"One second, dear, we are almost done with your sister." Said the woman working on Isabella's eyebrows.
They finished swiftly and hastily left the room, gabbling very fast about getting some facial wax.
"Seriously, my patience level is this high with those two!" Isabella said when the women had left. She smiled at Leonardo. "What do you want to give me Leo?"
Leonardo slowly took his hands from behind his back, uncovering a large bouquet.
"Leo! They are beautiful!" Isabella exclaimed as Leonardo handed it to her.
"I picked them myself ... from the palace gardens ..."
"I love them ... and I love you." Isabella put her arms around her little brother and hugged him.
"I am sure John will love them as well." She said as they pulled apart.
"But they aren't for John ... they are just for you."
"I thought it was a wedding present ..."
"No, this isn't the wedding present. This is just a token from me to you."
"A token? Why?"
"Because you are the only one who listens to me, and I love you, but now you love John and your baby, and this is my farewell to you, so I just want to thank you."
"Oh Leo!" Isabella put an arm around her brother and sat down next to him. "I will always love you ... just because I am getting married and having a baby does not mean I will forget you. You are my brother and you will always be a giant part of me. A part that John or this baby will never share with you." Isabella pulled Leonardo closer to her.
Leonardo beamed and then he said, "I am sure you will make a wonderful queen someday."
"Oh that is not going to happen for a ... a long, long, long time." Isabella said with a slight note of panic in her voice.
"Oh it will happen soon, I am sure."
"Oh ... oh no ... no ..."
"Do you not want to be queen?"
"I don't. I really, and truly don't."
"Why not?"
"I don't know. I don't think I'm ready, ready for this." Isabella touched her neck and a gold chain appeared.
"What's this?" Leonardo questioned, alarmed by the magic.
"Oh .. this is the chain that father wore when he was first in line to the throne and before him grandfather Jerold and before that his mother, and so on and so forth."
"Why have I not seen this before?"
"Because it is only visible when the person who is wearing it wants it to be."
"How long have you been wearing it?"
"All my life ... it is really light, made by fairies, and you can not feel it. I don't really care about it much so I never really want it to be that visible."
"May I touch it?"
"Go ahead. Oh wait, no! Don't! If you are not first in line to the throne and your skin touches it then that part will be burnt."
Leonardo quickly drew his hand back. The necklace disappeared from Isabella's throat.
"Can I ask you something Isabella?"
"Of course! Well you just did, but anyway ..."
Leonardo's lips twitched upwards into a small smile. "Well, say I liked this girl, or if I really liked her and I did not know what to say to her ... what do I do?"
"Who is the girl?" Isabella asked, already knowing the answer.
"No one ... no one ... just someone ... but no one ..."
"Well, Leo, girls like to have gifts. Pretty gifts like ... like ..."She spotted the flowers Leonardo had given her. "Like flowers."
Isabella walked over to the bouquet and picked the most beautiful flower, which was a pink rose.
"Give this to her." She said handing him the rose. Leonardo took it from his sister.
"She'll like it?"
"Oh she will love it. Like I did ... She will love it, whoever she is." Isabella said sounding as if she didn't know.
"Alright. Thank you." Leonardo gave Isabella a last hug, and walked out of the room. Just before closing the door he said. "I do have a wedding present for you ... you and John."
Isabella smiled at him as he closed the door. She walked over to her bed, carrying the bouquet. As she stroked the beautiful flowers, an idea came into her mind.
There was another knock on the door. John walked in. "Flowers? Have you started seeing someone already? We are not even married yet."
"John! You really are mad! These flowers are from Leonardo. Do you like them?"
John looked at the flowers and laughed. "Like them? I grew most of them."
There was silence and John stared outside of the window as if he was resisting an urge.
"Can I feel it?" John asked, breaking the silence.
"What, the flowers?" Isabella gave her fiancé an odd look.
"No the baby."
"John!"
Isabella stood up. "No you can not! You feel 'it' every half an hour! 'It' has not changed!"
John gave a pout. "Please?"
"No!"
John walked behind Isabella and put his arms around her. "Please?"
"No."
"Please?" He asked and pecked her neck.
"No!"
"Please?" He kissed her neck yet again.
"No! John! Stop it!"
"Please?" He placed another kiss on her neck. "Please, please, please, ple-"
The door burst open and John and Isabella stepped apart, both blushing madly.
"Pardon me for not knocking but they need you two downstairs right now!" It was a man servant.
"Why?" Isabella asked, but John had already followed the manservant out. Isabella followed them, going as fast as she possibly could.
They reached the entrance where two large men were holding a figure by his arms. The figure was fighting to be freed, but his efforts failed.
"Nabare?"
"Is that him?" John's face was turning red.
"Yes ... it is ... where did you find hi-" She was interrupted by the arrival of her father.
Char looked at Nabare and then at Isabella.
"Well, I suppose you know that you have been taken off the list of palace knights-"
"But Sir, I worked hard to get that position, and if I had taken somebody else's daughter you wouldn't have car-"
"Shut up. " John said coldly "Don't interrupt him."
"Thank you John, now as for you ... what you did was against the law and the only punishment suitable is a hanging."
"Sir, would you mind if I gave him at least a nosebleed before the hanging?"
"Calm yourself John, we would not want any law suits for you."
"Should I not get a trial first?" Nabare asked trying to break free still.
"Of course, you'll have a trial but I am sure the result will end with either a life time in prison or hanging."
"That is much too harsh." Surprised everybody turned to look at Isabella who had just spoken those words "A life time in prison? Hanging?"
"Or I could just have his dead body ready for you in five minutes." John sneered, looking coldly at Nabare.
"Well, Isabella, I think it is fair that you choose the punishment for Nabare."
"Well, four years in prison. Just four years. And ..."
B/N: yawns I'm tired, and being forced to write this thing. -glares at Atiya- What's the point anyway? Who even reads these things? Well, me, but that's beside the point ...
A/N: Interesting note Sammy ...
Chapter 21:
It was the day before the wedding and everyone was running about doing last minute changes, even Jerold, who never really showed much interest in preparations for anything.
Isabella was kept hostage in her room, where maids kept coming in with pots full of Mandy's hot wax and women Isabella had never seen before constantly kept returning to play with her hair.
The wedding dress had finally been completed and it hung neatly in Isabella's walk-in closet. The special bed chamber for Isabella and John had also been completed, but Cecelia had had the idea to not let either John or Isabella see it until after the wedding.
The finest champagne and apple cider had been ordered for the wedding. Isabella and John had finally got permission to chose the guests and had selected people for the roles. The roles for the wedding had been planned as follows:
Flower Girl: Anna Bride's Maids: Elizabeth, Cecilia and Isti, who was the younger sister of Areida (Ella's best friend.
Best Man: Benjumin, John's best friend.
Ring Bearer: Leonardo
"Hold still, dear!" Said the woman who was plucking the hairs that grew above Isabella's upper lip.
Isabella rolled her eyes; this was so annoying! Why did she need all her facial hair plucked, her body hair waxed and the hair on her head cut?
"Don't move your eyes, sweet." Came the exasperated voice of the woman who was plucking the hair between and around her two eyebrows.
There was a knock on the door. The maid that had been taking gowns out of Isabella's wardrobe for the new bed chamber went to answer it.
Leonardo walked in with his hands behind his back.
"Isabella, I have something to give to you." He said.
"One second, dear, we are almost done with your sister." Said the woman working on Isabella's eyebrows.
They finished swiftly and hastily left the room, gabbling very fast about getting some facial wax.
"Seriously, my patience level is this high with those two!" Isabella said when the women had left. She smiled at Leonardo. "What do you want to give me Leo?"
Leonardo slowly took his hands from behind his back, uncovering a large bouquet.
"Leo! They are beautiful!" Isabella exclaimed as Leonardo handed it to her.
"I picked them myself ... from the palace gardens ..."
"I love them ... and I love you." Isabella put her arms around her little brother and hugged him.
"I am sure John will love them as well." She said as they pulled apart.
"But they aren't for John ... they are just for you."
"I thought it was a wedding present ..."
"No, this isn't the wedding present. This is just a token from me to you."
"A token? Why?"
"Because you are the only one who listens to me, and I love you, but now you love John and your baby, and this is my farewell to you, so I just want to thank you."
"Oh Leo!" Isabella put an arm around her brother and sat down next to him. "I will always love you ... just because I am getting married and having a baby does not mean I will forget you. You are my brother and you will always be a giant part of me. A part that John or this baby will never share with you." Isabella pulled Leonardo closer to her.
Leonardo beamed and then he said, "I am sure you will make a wonderful queen someday."
"Oh that is not going to happen for a ... a long, long, long time." Isabella said with a slight note of panic in her voice.
"Oh it will happen soon, I am sure."
"Oh ... oh no ... no ..."
"Do you not want to be queen?"
"I don't. I really, and truly don't."
"Why not?"
"I don't know. I don't think I'm ready, ready for this." Isabella touched her neck and a gold chain appeared.
"What's this?" Leonardo questioned, alarmed by the magic.
"Oh .. this is the chain that father wore when he was first in line to the throne and before him grandfather Jerold and before that his mother, and so on and so forth."
"Why have I not seen this before?"
"Because it is only visible when the person who is wearing it wants it to be."
"How long have you been wearing it?"
"All my life ... it is really light, made by fairies, and you can not feel it. I don't really care about it much so I never really want it to be that visible."
"May I touch it?"
"Go ahead. Oh wait, no! Don't! If you are not first in line to the throne and your skin touches it then that part will be burnt."
Leonardo quickly drew his hand back. The necklace disappeared from Isabella's throat.
"Can I ask you something Isabella?"
"Of course! Well you just did, but anyway ..."
Leonardo's lips twitched upwards into a small smile. "Well, say I liked this girl, or if I really liked her and I did not know what to say to her ... what do I do?"
"Who is the girl?" Isabella asked, already knowing the answer.
"No one ... no one ... just someone ... but no one ..."
"Well, Leo, girls like to have gifts. Pretty gifts like ... like ..."She spotted the flowers Leonardo had given her. "Like flowers."
Isabella walked over to the bouquet and picked the most beautiful flower, which was a pink rose.
"Give this to her." She said handing him the rose. Leonardo took it from his sister.
"She'll like it?"
"Oh she will love it. Like I did ... She will love it, whoever she is." Isabella said sounding as if she didn't know.
"Alright. Thank you." Leonardo gave Isabella a last hug, and walked out of the room. Just before closing the door he said. "I do have a wedding present for you ... you and John."
Isabella smiled at him as he closed the door. She walked over to her bed, carrying the bouquet. As she stroked the beautiful flowers, an idea came into her mind.
There was another knock on the door. John walked in. "Flowers? Have you started seeing someone already? We are not even married yet."
"John! You really are mad! These flowers are from Leonardo. Do you like them?"
John looked at the flowers and laughed. "Like them? I grew most of them."
There was silence and John stared outside of the window as if he was resisting an urge.
"Can I feel it?" John asked, breaking the silence.
"What, the flowers?" Isabella gave her fiancé an odd look.
"No the baby."
"John!"
Isabella stood up. "No you can not! You feel 'it' every half an hour! 'It' has not changed!"
John gave a pout. "Please?"
"No!"
John walked behind Isabella and put his arms around her. "Please?"
"No."
"Please?" He asked and pecked her neck.
"No!"
"Please?" He kissed her neck yet again.
"No! John! Stop it!"
"Please?" He placed another kiss on her neck. "Please, please, please, ple-"
The door burst open and John and Isabella stepped apart, both blushing madly.
"Pardon me for not knocking but they need you two downstairs right now!" It was a man servant.
"Why?" Isabella asked, but John had already followed the manservant out. Isabella followed them, going as fast as she possibly could.
They reached the entrance where two large men were holding a figure by his arms. The figure was fighting to be freed, but his efforts failed.
"Nabare?"
"Is that him?" John's face was turning red.
"Yes ... it is ... where did you find hi-" She was interrupted by the arrival of her father.
Char looked at Nabare and then at Isabella.
"Well, I suppose you know that you have been taken off the list of palace knights-"
"But Sir, I worked hard to get that position, and if I had taken somebody else's daughter you wouldn't have car-"
"Shut up. " John said coldly "Don't interrupt him."
"Thank you John, now as for you ... what you did was against the law and the only punishment suitable is a hanging."
"Sir, would you mind if I gave him at least a nosebleed before the hanging?"
"Calm yourself John, we would not want any law suits for you."
"Should I not get a trial first?" Nabare asked trying to break free still.
"Of course, you'll have a trial but I am sure the result will end with either a life time in prison or hanging."
"That is much too harsh." Surprised everybody turned to look at Isabella who had just spoken those words "A life time in prison? Hanging?"
"Or I could just have his dead body ready for you in five minutes." John sneered, looking coldly at Nabare.
"Well, Isabella, I think it is fair that you choose the punishment for Nabare."
"Well, four years in prison. Just four years. And ..."