Princess Wild
The Wish: I slammed the door shut and walked into the woods. 'Damn Maria!' I thought. Maria was my sister and we were as different as a cat and dog. She was prissy, sophisticated and graceful. I was sporty, rude, and clumsy. Her hair was a wavy golden blonde; mine was a curly chestnut brown. My eyes were blue, hers were brown. Maria was eighteen, I was sixteen. We had just finished one of our many rows. This one happened to be about whether or not I should go to the upcoming ball, in honor of the Royal family of Kyrria visiting. I said no, the Royals didn't deserve my respect as all Royals (Or so I thought) were snobby. Maria said that I should still be nice and that whether or not I wanted to believe it, not all Royals were snobby.
I trampled a tree root, despite the tiny weight of my minuscule fairy feet. I only had a drop of fairy blood. I tripped over a fallen branch, and heard laughing. I stood with as much dignity as I could muster, and turned around. Two boys around seventeen stood on a log, doubled over in laughter. One of them had curly tawny hair and baby blue eyes, and was about my height. He looked oddly familiar. The other had spiky black hair and large green eyes. "Ha-ha. I'm so glad you enjoyed that. Now stop laughing!" I said sarcastically. The black haired boy stopped, grinned, and bowed with a flourish. "Prince Nathan of Kyrria at your service, my lady." He stood. "And Prince Charmont junior of Kyrria also at your service." The other boy mocked the Nathan. I felt my eyes go wide, and I curtsied. "Pleasure to meet you, princie-poo's." I laughed at their startled expression. Charmont walked over to me so we were face-to-face and asked, "What'd you call us?" I grinned wickedly and said innocently, "Princie-poo's, Princie-poo number one." I laughed and darted away. I came to a stream and stroked the water. Suddenly, my hand brushed something. I let out a yelp, and picked up a bottle. The color was impossible to figure out, so I rubbed the dirt off. Smoke billowed from the top and I scrambled back. A man dressed in all blue rose from the smoke. "Who dares interrupt the Genie of Cap' Kara?" He thundered. I shrank back further, and peeped, "Me." His eyes seemed to soften once laid upon me. "Ah, a master. Well you have three wishes child, what shall they be?" As much as I hated Royals, I always had secretly loved the thought of being a princess. "Make me a princess!" I jumped up and down like a giddy child. "If it is your wish" He spoke some indistinguishable words and there was a pop. His voice drifted to me behind all the smoke that had enveloped me. "This will take a while…" And then there was silence.
A/N: First chappie, yay! RR if you know what's good for you! Grins Love ya'll, EragonFan