************************hey everyone (or just like... 2 of you who are actually reading this) i got a way you can make the chapters longer! you can click on text size at the top right of your screen and make it bigger and then it will be REALLY long, okay? hehe read.***********************
Seeing as the king and queen commanded us to come up to the palace and meet their son, Daniel, we were forced to. The very next day, Mother and I climbed into our carriage and drove up to see them. When we entered the throne room, King Jerrold and Queen Daria were most surprised to see us.
"We didn't expect you'd come this soon, dear," said Queen Daria.
"But we're glad you did," added King Jerrold.
"While youre here," said Daria, "you must meet my son!"
"Of course," Mother replied.
At that very moment, the doors burst open and a young, angry looking man burst through. He had dark, touseled hair and green eyes with a very nice tan. "Mother," he yelled across the throne room, "I have a bone to pick with you!"
"Can it wait, Daniel?" asked Daria politely. "We've got company that wants to meet you." She guestered at Mother and me.
Daniel calmed down at once and looked straight into my eyes. I blushed. "Good day," he said, bowing. I curtsied and extended my hand, which he kissed.
"I'm Ella," I said.
"Daniel," he replied.
"This is her mother, Eleanor," said Jerrold.
"We'll let you two get acquainted," said Daria. "Take her out in the garden, Daniel, and have a walk about."
Daniel followed his mother's orders and lead me out into the wonderfully kept gardens. I was enchanted by all the scents of the roses and other such flowers. "So," he said, "how old are you?"
"Fifteen," I replied. "And you are fourteen? Your mother told me."
"Of course Mother would," said Daniel, rolling his eyes. "She is quite the matchmaker, you know. If we're not careful, she'll have us married by next Tuesday."
I laughed at his joke. "So what were you so angry about, back there?" I asked. "Or is it too personal to ask?" I added.
"No, not too personal." He sighed. "I disagreed with my brother, Char, and he told me to go talk to my mother because it was her doing."
"What's this about?"
Sigh. Again. "Char's going ogre hunting or something in a month and I want to go, too, but Mother won't let me. She says I'm too young." He folded his arms and pouted.
What a spoiled little self-centered boy, I thought. I cleared my throat and changed the subject. "So where is your brother?" I asked.
"Last I left him, he was here, in the garden. But he might be somewhere else now."
Great timing, I thought as another man---he must be at least two years older---rounded the corner. This must have been Char, for Daniel spotted him and looked away, stamping his foot at the same time.
"Daniel, did you speak with Mother?" he asked.
Daniel said nothing.
"Oh, not this," said Char. He turned to me. "Hello, I don't believe I've met you. I'm---"
"Yes, I know," I said, pinching myself for interrupting a prince. "You're Prince Charmont."
"Call me Char, please," he said. I followed his command "And you are....?"
"Ella. Lady Eleanor is my mother," I said, as if that would explain everything.
"Ah, yes. Is she here with you?" asked Char politely.
"She's in the throne room, talking to your parents." I smiled warmly at him. "Your mother insisted that Daniel take me for a walk about the gardens."
Char rolled his eyes and laughed. "That sounds like my mother. Are you two engaged yet?" he said, still laughing.
"No," I said, laughing also.
Here we were, carrying on a normal conversation while his brother sat there and ignored us. Both of us. Char offered me his arm and invited me to walk with him, giving his apologies to his brother. I accepted it and farewelled to Daniel. Char and I walked for quite some time, occassionally stopping to sit on a bench underneath an apricot tree or dangle our feet in a small stream that ran through the gardens. I had come to the palace at about eleven that morning, and here it was, evening. The sun was setting when my mother found me.
"Oh, there you are, Ella," she said, and Char and I rose from our spot on a large rock. "How do you do, Char?" she curtsied. He bowed and said he was fine. "Daniel came back in and said you had gone off with Char somewhere. I thought I should come and get you before it gets too late." She beamed at the two of us.
"Well, it's been great, Char," I said. I curtsied also, and he kissed my hand. I blushed more so than I had with Daniel.
"I'll wait for you in the carriage," Mother called, walking away quickly.
"I better follow her," I said, begining to do so, but Char caught my arm.
"Please," he said, "when will I see you again?"
"You may call upon me at any time," I responded. "Or you can bid me to call upon you."
"All right," said Char, relaxing with a smile. "I'll see you as much as I can in the next month, my friend." I blushed again!
"Goodbye, Char," I said.
In the carriage on the way home, Mother announced something to me. "In light of our health, I say we take a little trip to Bast, to see my cousin Florence."
"Bast?" I said. "When?"
"A week. Maybe two. Does that suit you?"
"It doesn't matter, Mother," I said. "If you command me to, I'll go."
"And if you command me to, I'll stay," she said, causing both of us to laugh. "It is settled then." She then smiled at me wryly. "I noticed you made good friends with the prince."
"Oh yes," I said, not realizing what she meant. "He's a nice fellow."
My mother chuckled.
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::insert musical notes:: char and ella sittin' in a tree! k-i-s-s-i-n-g! first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage!! tee hee im having fun. anywho i hope you liked that.
REVIEW, DANGIT! haha have a nice day.
Seeing as the king and queen commanded us to come up to the palace and meet their son, Daniel, we were forced to. The very next day, Mother and I climbed into our carriage and drove up to see them. When we entered the throne room, King Jerrold and Queen Daria were most surprised to see us.
"We didn't expect you'd come this soon, dear," said Queen Daria.
"But we're glad you did," added King Jerrold.
"While youre here," said Daria, "you must meet my son!"
"Of course," Mother replied.
At that very moment, the doors burst open and a young, angry looking man burst through. He had dark, touseled hair and green eyes with a very nice tan. "Mother," he yelled across the throne room, "I have a bone to pick with you!"
"Can it wait, Daniel?" asked Daria politely. "We've got company that wants to meet you." She guestered at Mother and me.
Daniel calmed down at once and looked straight into my eyes. I blushed. "Good day," he said, bowing. I curtsied and extended my hand, which he kissed.
"I'm Ella," I said.
"Daniel," he replied.
"This is her mother, Eleanor," said Jerrold.
"We'll let you two get acquainted," said Daria. "Take her out in the garden, Daniel, and have a walk about."
Daniel followed his mother's orders and lead me out into the wonderfully kept gardens. I was enchanted by all the scents of the roses and other such flowers. "So," he said, "how old are you?"
"Fifteen," I replied. "And you are fourteen? Your mother told me."
"Of course Mother would," said Daniel, rolling his eyes. "She is quite the matchmaker, you know. If we're not careful, she'll have us married by next Tuesday."
I laughed at his joke. "So what were you so angry about, back there?" I asked. "Or is it too personal to ask?" I added.
"No, not too personal." He sighed. "I disagreed with my brother, Char, and he told me to go talk to my mother because it was her doing."
"What's this about?"
Sigh. Again. "Char's going ogre hunting or something in a month and I want to go, too, but Mother won't let me. She says I'm too young." He folded his arms and pouted.
What a spoiled little self-centered boy, I thought. I cleared my throat and changed the subject. "So where is your brother?" I asked.
"Last I left him, he was here, in the garden. But he might be somewhere else now."
Great timing, I thought as another man---he must be at least two years older---rounded the corner. This must have been Char, for Daniel spotted him and looked away, stamping his foot at the same time.
"Daniel, did you speak with Mother?" he asked.
Daniel said nothing.
"Oh, not this," said Char. He turned to me. "Hello, I don't believe I've met you. I'm---"
"Yes, I know," I said, pinching myself for interrupting a prince. "You're Prince Charmont."
"Call me Char, please," he said. I followed his command "And you are....?"
"Ella. Lady Eleanor is my mother," I said, as if that would explain everything.
"Ah, yes. Is she here with you?" asked Char politely.
"She's in the throne room, talking to your parents." I smiled warmly at him. "Your mother insisted that Daniel take me for a walk about the gardens."
Char rolled his eyes and laughed. "That sounds like my mother. Are you two engaged yet?" he said, still laughing.
"No," I said, laughing also.
Here we were, carrying on a normal conversation while his brother sat there and ignored us. Both of us. Char offered me his arm and invited me to walk with him, giving his apologies to his brother. I accepted it and farewelled to Daniel. Char and I walked for quite some time, occassionally stopping to sit on a bench underneath an apricot tree or dangle our feet in a small stream that ran through the gardens. I had come to the palace at about eleven that morning, and here it was, evening. The sun was setting when my mother found me.
"Oh, there you are, Ella," she said, and Char and I rose from our spot on a large rock. "How do you do, Char?" she curtsied. He bowed and said he was fine. "Daniel came back in and said you had gone off with Char somewhere. I thought I should come and get you before it gets too late." She beamed at the two of us.
"Well, it's been great, Char," I said. I curtsied also, and he kissed my hand. I blushed more so than I had with Daniel.
"I'll wait for you in the carriage," Mother called, walking away quickly.
"I better follow her," I said, begining to do so, but Char caught my arm.
"Please," he said, "when will I see you again?"
"You may call upon me at any time," I responded. "Or you can bid me to call upon you."
"All right," said Char, relaxing with a smile. "I'll see you as much as I can in the next month, my friend." I blushed again!
"Goodbye, Char," I said.
In the carriage on the way home, Mother announced something to me. "In light of our health, I say we take a little trip to Bast, to see my cousin Florence."
"Bast?" I said. "When?"
"A week. Maybe two. Does that suit you?"
"It doesn't matter, Mother," I said. "If you command me to, I'll go."
"And if you command me to, I'll stay," she said, causing both of us to laugh. "It is settled then." She then smiled at me wryly. "I noticed you made good friends with the prince."
"Oh yes," I said, not realizing what she meant. "He's a nice fellow."
My mother chuckled.
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::insert musical notes:: char and ella sittin' in a tree! k-i-s-s-i-n-g! first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage!! tee hee im having fun. anywho i hope you liked that.
REVIEW, DANGIT! haha have a nice day.