Aka: I own everything, except for the king, queen and prince...
The Mute Night
"But it doesn't matter know, she's dead" exclaimed Char, the King. He wore a simple brown shirt, leggings and boots. He was in a room made of stone. It was Nelco's room. Her dead mother was moved from the room, but you could still faintly smell the, accident.
"I told her not to get into it" said her sister in defense. She, unlike her brother, had always liked fancy clothes, like the white gown and crown she now wore.
"You should have stopped her!" hollered the King.
"You've seen her determined, she is unstoppable" said his sister, Helena weekly.
"You shouldn't have told her" yelled Char.
"I didn't, she found out" yelled Helena, "And when I told her not to get into it she said, 'I am your friend and I will not let you do this alone'".
"Oh" groaned Char. His wife, Ella rubbed his shoulder in comfort. She wore a green dress, her hair up in a bun.
"There is nothing you could have done" said Ella kindly.
"But I've known her all my life" complained Char.
"But was she your best friend" asked Helena fighting back tears.
"Just go home" said Char to Helena, "You've had a long day". Helena left the room.
"Char, what about the girl" asked Ella.
"What about her" asked Char.
"You can't leave her with her father" responded Ella shocked, "Her father can't stand her because he thinks she is useless, being mute and all..."
"Ella, what can I do" asked Char.
"You could make them give her up to us..." started Ella.
"No" said Char.
"But why" asked Ella, "Your king?"
"You know why" said Char, "I would lose my support."
"I know how she feels" complained Ella, "I was once ordered to not talk for a week and I actually fainted because of one person telling me to speak and one person telling me not to".
"But she doesn't have to do everything someone tells her to" said Char.
"I guess your right" said Ella, "But I still don't like it..."
"I know" said Char, "But there is nothing we can do".
"What about the party?" asked Ella.
"The middle brother is continuing it" said Char, "I don't know how he does it..."
"He is amazing" said Ella "Isn't he?"
"Yes" said the king, "Yes he is".
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Nelco sobbed as she starred at her mother's room. The white sheets, bedding, wooden furniture, all seemed worthless. Nelco went over to her mothers gowns. She looked at them, the fine silk, clean satin...
"Hi honey" said a kind, gentle voice in the door way. There was Margridaese, the rather homely, fairly dark skinned, dark hair, brown eyed, and the one with a liking for simple brown peasant dress.
"Oh Margaret, Margaret" sobbed Nelco as she ran over to Margaret and hugged her. After about twenty five minuets of Margaret's comforting she said, "We should grab some of your favorite dresses and jewelry of the Miss's before his Lordship takes them. We can say she gave them to you". Nelco nodded and walked over to the dresses.
She grabbed a green satin dress with a trail. Along with it she grabbed a small emerald crown and a small emerald placed necklaces. Then she grabbed a white dress with draping sleeved that on her mother didn't touch the floor by half a foot. She also grabbed a crown that looked just like the Elvin ones in Lord of the Rings. She almost grabbed the wedding gown before Margaret stopped her, "He'll notice" was all she said, Nelco reluctantly put it down. She grabbed other various dresses, but none so special. She also grabbed a pin that was of a waterfall. The water was a blue stone and the tree was a shined orange brown. But the last thing she grabbed was a ring that held a blue stone and a necklaces, the one her mother always wore, the one with the silver chain on which hung a charm. It was blue stone made to be a fairy holding a vile. The fairies vile was about half an inch long. It was made out of a silvery glass like substance.
The two hurried up to Nelco's new room. Nelco had decided that she would never look at her old room again. Just before she left the room she grabbed a book her mother had once had. It was a collection of tales. It was fairy made and different stories would pop up and you would ask the books to save the story if you liked it. Her mother had only filled a quarter of the book.
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"What do you mean I have to take care of a stupid little mute!" hollered Semorald, the eldest son of Renita de la Countess Dubronska. He had brown hair slicked back, making him look like a goody two shoes. He wore a neat black suit, because he was visiting the King.
"Just what I said" said the King, "Since your mother was murdered" but the King was interrupted.
"Which you're looking into" said Semorald.
"Which we're looking into" said the King, "Your father is off making money and you are going to become a night in one year, so you are in charge of her".
Semorald groaned, the King looked at him angrily, he should at least sort of care about his own SISTER!
"Fine" said Semorald grumpily as her stocked off.
"I take it it didn't go to well?" asked Ella as she walked into the room.
The king groaned and left the room. 'Great' thought Ella, 'It went worse than I thought!"
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Nelco walked down the stairs, towards the kitchen. She didn't want to see anyone, but she was HUNGRY! The kitchen was a simple red brick room, with a stove, hand pump sink and a counter. She went to the cupboards that hung on the walls and grabbed a few carrots, potatoes, rice, left over meat chunks, and some bread. Nelco then grabbed a pot and put water in it, then all the ingredients (except for the bread) and let it boil in the pot. The Nelco started making some butter and took out some plate and cups.
She was making a meal for her cook, (Margridaese) Margaret Irein Faulk, Mif for short (my oldest sisters godmothers name, really!). After about an hour Nelco took off the soup and put the pot on a hot pad. The she got out two mugs and put the soup in it. The she put the bread in the plates with some butter and put some milk in two cups.
Nelco called for Margaret, she rung a little bell that only she and Margaret could hear. Margaret came through the door and smiled. "Thank you" said Margaret seeing the food, "You mind if some of my friends eat with us?"
Nelco shock her head as she stared at Margaret's little feat. She had never seen them before, they were always covered by her dresses, but today she let Nelco see her feat. In walked two more people. One was another cook. She looked perfectly normal, brown dress, fairiely (get it?) homely but still normal. The next woman, even though she wore a simple outfit, was unmistakable to Nelco, it was the Queen. Her mother had always liked the Queen, so she knew everything about her.
"Hi" said Ella to Nelco. Nelco just stared. Margaret politely told Ella, "She is a bit she". Nelco went and stood behind Margaret, blushing.
"Ella smiled and took a seat at the simple brown table. Nelco hurried and grabbed two more plates, bowls and cups and filled them with the food she had. She also grabbed a vase of flowers and put them on the table. Everyone sat down.
"So' said the first stranger who walked in, "Margaret, how has everything been after the accident".
"Oh"said Margaret, "Okay, it is weird though..."
"I give you all my prayers" sail Ella kindly.
"Thank You" said Margaret.
"So, Nelco" said Ella, "If there is anyway I can help you in the furor..."
Nelco wasn't sure what to do. Surely the Queen new about her, handicap. Nelco disieded with Jabby. Nelco said, 'I will probably take you up on that'.
"I would be happy if you do" said the Queen. Everyone started to eat. The adults started to talk and Nelco started to think.
'I wonder if the Prince told about the dance' thought Nelco and was answered by Ella.
"Philip was telling me about you last night" said Ella, "He said you never talked because you were so shy". Nelco blushed.
"My Nelco is a VERY good actress" said Margaret kindly. Nelco blushed more and said, 'I didn't want to get attention over being mute'.
"I would have done the same" said Ella.
"So" asked the other woman, her name was Mandy, "Are you going to tell her, or am I".
"Don't rush things" said Margaret, "Ill tell her in about a week, when the time is right".
Nelco wanted to ask what was going on, but she never got the change to.
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Nelco sat on her bed and thought about what Margaret wasn't telling her. Nelco finally disieded to go to sleep. She slept but only bad dreams about the murder...
THEïENDïOFïTHISïCHAPPIE!
8 pages! Ya! I slowly work my way up to twelve...
Reviewer
Date
Chapter
Type
watrfairie
2004-10-04
2
Signed
Wow...This was good. A mysterious killer. Please keep writting, I have absolutelly no idea where you are planning to go with this! Update soon please!
Pussin Boots
I will tell who the killer is, maybe...
AZ BABE
2004-10-03
2
Anonymous
Hey
i really like the story plot and i think you should try to make
the chapters longer, sorry but i know everyone's saying that. and
update soon, i hate it when teh authors wait months before a new
chap is posted.
Thanks
-AZ BABE
Pussin Boots
I wil slowly work up to 12...