Disclaimer: Everybody knows who, "Ella Enchanted," belongs to. But since I lost my copy of it, well actually I think I lent it to my best friend and she lost it, I forgot the author's name. (gasp) I know. But I have read it so many times, more than twelve (laugh) (Get it? You had to have read that one fan fic to understand.), I don't think I will make any mistakes. But tell me if I do and I will try to stop summarizing.
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nikkila LOL. :P I don't have all the time in the world. I still have to finish my freshman year.
VinnyRoxyFrankie Why less dialogue? I explain things better this way. No offense. Still, point out my mistakes.WhiteCamellia I will try as fast as I can.
Chapter 2: Knocked OutThe guests began to file into the castle and the ball began. "Ha, At least I don't have to go in right away. I get to be fashionably late," Arianna thought. Half an hour later, Arianna entered the ball room wearing a simple, yet elegant sea foam green gown and wooden hoop earrings with gold zigzagged lines that wound around and around the circular earrings. She also wore a gold bracelet, and a silver ring attached to a small, fake sword with her name engraved on the hilt (size of fake sword-half a centimeter by a centimeter). Her hair was up in a beautiful bun with a tiara encircling her head. All of the men turned their heads in her direction and the room grew practically silent.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," began a loud booming voice, "her Royal Highness, Crown Princess Arianna of Kyrria." Everyone clapped. She walked slowly and gracefully to a seat that she was supposed to sit on. Her mother and father, King Char and Queen Ella of Kyrria were beaming.
Mandy came in next, but was unannounced. Somehow, she had managed to change clothes very quickly, wearing an inexpensive, pretty dress. Everyone smiled at the well-known cook. Her reputation for cooking had risen immensely, ever since she started to cook for royalty.
Unfortunately, the night wasn't over. The bachelors soon formed a line in front of Arianna. First, came the Duke of Ackliea. Next it was the Earl of Flaskal. Then, after that, and so on. Arianna sighed as the last gentleman was leaving her presence. "Suck ups," she muttered under her breath. She grasped her left arm at the elbow, half from frustration and half from boredom.
Just then, her father came up to her leading a gentleman that seemed to be a little older than him. King Char was grinning from ear to ear. "Honey, I'd like you to meet an old friend of mine."
The man turned to Char and said, "Not old I hope," in a laughing manner.
Char smiled. "Forgive me." Then he turned to Arianna and said, "This is John, King of Aythoria."
Arianna's eyes widened and she curtsied her finest. Of course she shook a little because she had never been at all good at curtsying before. This was considered an improvement. "I am pleased to meet you your highness," she said. Then she heard a bellowing laugh.
Arianna looked up confused. Then her face softened with understanding as she stood up. Apparently, King John didn't care about formalities. She smiled, as he said, "Oh, please don't do that. It makes me feel uncomfortable." Arianna grinned. Now she understood why her father liked him so much.
He sat quietly in the corner, no one disturbing him in fear. He studied the smiling girl with interest. She would make a darling addition to the sales line. I will have to corner her somewhere secluded, away from the guests. Then it came to him. He stood up and grabbed a young noble by the collar.
The young man was startled. Despite the fact that the man that had grabbed him was rood, the noble intended to keep a formal conversation. "Sir, may I help you with something?"
The man grinned devilishly, "Yes, you can."
A young man walked up to Arianna. The plan was fresh in his mind. It had to work or else. He cleared his throat, "Um, your highness."
"Yes," Arianna said.
"Would you like to take a walk?" he continued.
Arianna was annoyed, but did not show it. "Sure, I'd be happy to." Then she thought, "Oh great! Now what have I gotten myself into? I guess I will just have to walk with him." He escorted her to the garden. There, a man hid in a secluded area, ready to strike.
The young man talked about money, male rights, and a few other boring things. Arianna was getting bored. "How long can one man talk? He is hiding something," Arianna thought and thought until her questions were answered. Everything went black.