blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly.... haha beatles song. i love the beatles. AND YES I KNOW I SPELLED ENGAGED WRONG, BUT I DID IT ON PURPOSE!! it was engagged because you know... en-gagged. as in gag. gagged... you know... okay if you dont get it im not gonna explain it to you cuz then ill just get confused too and then where will we be? enjoy this chappie.
I hummed softly as I was sized for a wedding dress. The tailor that was making it for me was old and wrinkled and smelly. He looked down his nose through his spectacles (a lot of people wore spectacles in Bast) and threw me odd looks once in a while.
"I would appreciate it if you wouldn't hum, miss," he said.
I kept humming. After all, he didn't command me to stop.
"Stop," he said flat-out.
I did.
I wasn't depressed about not being able to converse with my mother; Florence had told me to completely forget her too. She had also told me to forget everyone i had known back in Frell. So basically, I was her slave.
I had wondered whether or not Florence knew about the curse, but I was determined to know. The moment I got back from the tailor's, I went into Florence's room.
"Yes, Ella?" she said dreamily. "What do you have to say?"
"Why are you commanding me?" I demanded.
"Because I want you to marry Marcus."
"But why?" I said.
"He loves you, and you love him."
I knew that. I mean, I knew she made me love him. I wasn't that stupid. "Why are you commanding me, though?" I asked. I didn't want to flat-out ask if she knew about the curse. Then she would really use it against me.
"Becuase you obey," said Florence. She took hand and put a letter in it. "A letter from your dear Prince Charmont."
I had no idea who Charmont was. "Who?" I asked.
"Charmont. The prince. Oh, that's right. I told you to forget him and you did." Florence laughed. "What with that silly curse you have, of course you would, you ninny."
I took offense at this. It wasn't my fault that I had to obey everything she said. And she DID know about the curse. "How did you know about the curse?" I asked.
"Child, haven't you learned?" Florence sighed heavily. "No, of course not. I could sense it, Ella. And besides, I made your mother tell me yesterday. Now go read your letter and leave me in peace."
I followed her command and went into the kitchen, tearing open the envelope. Marcus came in and wanted to read it with me, but I said, "No, my love," and he left the room.
Dear Ella,
I have had it. I have tried to deny it and tried, but now I must confess it. I love you with all my heart. I think I have even before I met you. I know you don't return my feelings because your mother has told me you are betrothed to another, but I had to tell you.
Do you love him, this other man in your life? If not, then who do you love? I can't write anymore, for my hands are shaking. I beg you, please return this letter with your answer as soon as possible.
Your love always,
Char
What? Who was this Char? I had no idea who he was and he was in love with me! The letter told me to return the letter to him with my answer, yet I had no answer. Who WAS he? Did he have the wrong Ella? I wanted to ask my mother but she couldn't talk to me. Instead, I simply sent this back to Char:
Prince Charmont,
I'm sorry for the mistake, but I don't know you. You must have sent this letter to the wrong Ella. I'm sorry, but I obviously don't love you back.
Sincerely,
Ella
that was a rushed chapter and it was stupid but oh well i had like 5 minutes so here you go dont complain just REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!
have a great decade! ta!!!
I hummed softly as I was sized for a wedding dress. The tailor that was making it for me was old and wrinkled and smelly. He looked down his nose through his spectacles (a lot of people wore spectacles in Bast) and threw me odd looks once in a while.
"I would appreciate it if you wouldn't hum, miss," he said.
I kept humming. After all, he didn't command me to stop.
"Stop," he said flat-out.
I did.
I wasn't depressed about not being able to converse with my mother; Florence had told me to completely forget her too. She had also told me to forget everyone i had known back in Frell. So basically, I was her slave.
I had wondered whether or not Florence knew about the curse, but I was determined to know. The moment I got back from the tailor's, I went into Florence's room.
"Yes, Ella?" she said dreamily. "What do you have to say?"
"Why are you commanding me?" I demanded.
"Because I want you to marry Marcus."
"But why?" I said.
"He loves you, and you love him."
I knew that. I mean, I knew she made me love him. I wasn't that stupid. "Why are you commanding me, though?" I asked. I didn't want to flat-out ask if she knew about the curse. Then she would really use it against me.
"Becuase you obey," said Florence. She took hand and put a letter in it. "A letter from your dear Prince Charmont."
I had no idea who Charmont was. "Who?" I asked.
"Charmont. The prince. Oh, that's right. I told you to forget him and you did." Florence laughed. "What with that silly curse you have, of course you would, you ninny."
I took offense at this. It wasn't my fault that I had to obey everything she said. And she DID know about the curse. "How did you know about the curse?" I asked.
"Child, haven't you learned?" Florence sighed heavily. "No, of course not. I could sense it, Ella. And besides, I made your mother tell me yesterday. Now go read your letter and leave me in peace."
I followed her command and went into the kitchen, tearing open the envelope. Marcus came in and wanted to read it with me, but I said, "No, my love," and he left the room.
Dear Ella,
I have had it. I have tried to deny it and tried, but now I must confess it. I love you with all my heart. I think I have even before I met you. I know you don't return my feelings because your mother has told me you are betrothed to another, but I had to tell you.
Do you love him, this other man in your life? If not, then who do you love? I can't write anymore, for my hands are shaking. I beg you, please return this letter with your answer as soon as possible.
Your love always,
Char
What? Who was this Char? I had no idea who he was and he was in love with me! The letter told me to return the letter to him with my answer, yet I had no answer. Who WAS he? Did he have the wrong Ella? I wanted to ask my mother but she couldn't talk to me. Instead, I simply sent this back to Char:
Prince Charmont,
I'm sorry for the mistake, but I don't know you. You must have sent this letter to the wrong Ella. I'm sorry, but I obviously don't love you back.
Sincerely,
Ella
that was a rushed chapter and it was stupid but oh well i had like 5 minutes so here you go dont complain just REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!
have a great decade! ta!!!