AN: Okay just so EVERYONE knows, I'm not going to copy EVER AFTER! I just used it in the beginning to get my story started, because I loved it flowed with my story line. No more will you see Ever After similarities. May be a little sentence if I don't edit it write. So I apologized if I offended anyone. And please it you don't like this story don't read it. Reviews of positive comments and constructive criticism are appreciated, but NO FLAMES Please! P.S. sorry about the author notes, bad habit to break but I'll try, and I'll only include them if really needed. ---Snick3rDoodl3
I don't own Sailor Moon or Ever After (not taking after this story anymore too)
Back to the story…
His grip on her petite wrists was loosened as his brain made sure to remember this name for the rest of his life. While he checked out of reality Serena took it as her chance to make her exit. She was sure she would run into him soon, and not by accident. She met up with Seiya who was waiting for her in the Central Market.
"So where's the horses? I didn't find them?" He asked with a puzzled expression on his face. Serena just let out a low sigh; she thought he got the message.
"There are none, I walked by foot. Come on lets go home I bet Mrs. Pots will be glad to see you back."
"Well…Thanks for buying me back. Wait! Did you say Mrs. Pots?" Astounded by his excitement she replied with a loose smile on her face and gave a nod. I've never seen anyone so enthusiastic to meet see someone. Especially not me…
Walking, they soon arrived at Mrs. Pot's house. After Seiya knocked on the door, it was suddenly forced open with Mrs. Pots in the doorway. She screamed with joy as she drew Seiya in a huge bear hug. While this was going on Serena went up stairs to change, and to let Seiya and Mrs. Pots catch up.
She carefully removed the delicate garment she was wearing as she slipped into something that fit her status more. A cream-colored long sleeve peasant top, that was slipped underneath a pink workers dress, it reached her ankles and swallowed her curvy figure. It looked the least bit frumpy for a worker at her statuesque.
She trudged into her room as she recalled her past memories…
"Dinner time Children!" The heard of kids squabbled around for a place in the line for food. Serena actually was the first in line in her whole life at the orphanage. Wow! I did it, and I'll I had to do was leave recess hurry. Now I'll get the good food first. As the kids soon settled into a single file line, screaming could be heard from half-way through the line. "Yes, Beryl dear what the matter?" Asked Mrs.Trudger the Head Mistress. Beryl frowned to hide her grin inside as she maliciously said, "Serena cut in line!" Serena's face had fear written all over it. She knew Mrs. Trudger always favored Beryl, and particularly disliked, no hated her. She would be punished again. Her face had tears welding up in the corners. She wouldn't let them see her cry. If she did, she knew she would be made fun of. Mrs.Trudger walked in Serena's direction with hell's fire burning in her eyes. She attached her fingers to Serena's right ear as she dragged her to the back of the Dining room. Serena knew the drill from here, as she laid her body on the cold tile floor as she cried out in pain for the 10 lashes that received on her back. Then next day she was released from the orphanage. Mrs.Trudger informed her that they had no time to waste on pathetic girl like her, but bright and beautiful girls like Beryl. From there she started her life on the streets.
As she wiped the tear that trickled down her solemn face, she pushed that unpleasant memory to the back of her mind. She lay on top of her bed as she closed her eyes. In her head she was forming the perfect plan to seek revenge on the Prince. Not only because of the wrongs he did, but also he had what she always wanted and could never have… A family.
Darien pulled his mind out of the gutter as he realized the girl of his dreams was out of sight. He slumped on his way back to his horse. I might never see her again. Wait, I am the Prince of France. I don't need her. I can have anyone I want. But then why do I still want her? I got it…
Darien rushed back to the castle to tell the father of his good news. They were going to have a Ball.
He paced outside of his fathers chambers as he was waiting for their servant to retrieve him. The tattered servant walked out through the room announcing " His Highness Endymion Gerald"
"- I don't need to be informed when my father enters the room" Darien interrupted hastily then he dismissed the servant with a wave of his hand.
"Father, I want to have a Ball in 4 days."
"Why the sudden interest?"
"I want to find a potential wife!" He laughed inside anything that included bride, or marriage made his father agree to whatever he said, his father was so eager about getting him married off.
"Very well. I'll inform the servants to make preparations and give out invitations." The King was so happy to here those words, but he did not want to pressure Darien into marrying.
Darien thanked his father as he turned away to head towards his room. I will find her before then or that night. I know I will.
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