A/N I'm so excited! I have some really good ideas for this story! I hope y'all like it!

Chapter five

When I woke up the next day, something was missing. I looked around only to find my two ladies maids. Then I realized what it was. Bryce was missing! I didn't want to let on that I didn't hate him anymore, so I went about my normal morning. Getting dressed was different…

"NO!" I screamed, "YOU CAN'T GET ONE OF THOSE ON ME!"

"Princess Kyra Rose, you need to wear the corset, everyone does, including us." One of the maids said softly.

"The dress is already big enough!" Then I realized why. They thought that the dress would fill in more!

"You need to wear it to the ball."

"No…Wait, there's a ball?"

"Of course, did you not here? It's to welcome the coming of Prince Eric. He wants to marry you. But you didn't here it from me." She said.

"EEEEWWWWW? He wants to marry me?" I croaked, "No way!" She continued doing my hair, and she got the corset on me. She didn't pull it tight though.

My dress was dark purple, with a lighter purple. It had a tight fitting top, with skirts that flared out. My hair was kept down to hide my ears, Daddy's orders.

By the time we were done preparing, we had already missed breakfast and it was time for dinner. (A/N Where I come from, dinner lunch & supper dinner.)

I entered with grace and elegance, which is really weird for me. Daddy nodded his head, as did mother. But where was Bryce? I thought he was supposed to protect me! What if someone were to poison me?

After lunch I had nothing to do. I amused myself with sitting in a busy hall, and tripping people I didn't like, like the kitchen boy. I used roots of course.

I stayed and greeted people, but when the Prince got here, I dashed. I picked up my skirts and tried to run; only finding myself face down on the ground. Two small feet appeared in front of me. Very polished shoes. I looked up to see a nine-year-old.

"Hello. I am Prince Eric." He said sweetly. I mean the little kid sweet!

"Um…Where did you come from?" I asked the first question that came to my mind.

"I just arrived." He said. I fainted. What can I say? When all else fails, faint.

I woke up to the Ladies maids pulling anxiously at Magic, trying to keep her from messing up my dress.

"Magic, down." I said, and pointed down. She jumped off the bed and laid down beside me.

"It's time for the ball." One of the lady's maids whispered softly.

"OK, lets go!" I said cheerily.

Abbie and I went through the series of halls and corridors. When we got to the main door, Abbie was introduced first.

"Now introducing, Princess Abigail Felicity of Thaila," The introducer said. Everyone clapped as she entered. She truly was beautiful. Now it was my turn. I took a deep breath and entered, "Now introducing Princess Kyra Rose of Thaila." Everyone clapped again. Abbie took a seat next to Aiden, but I didn't have anywhere to sit. So I took a seat next to an empty chair and a count. It was going to be miserable.

I looked around and still didn't see Bryce anywhere. Oh well, I shouldn't care, but I did. I didn't notice the dancing until someone came up and asked me to dance. It was Prince Eric. I accepted politely, and he led me to the dance floor. Luckily I was short for thirteen, and I was only a little taller than he was. It was then that I saw him. Bryce was dancing with someone else!

Tears welled up in my eyes. I let go of Prince Eric and ran out of the ballroom. It started pouring outside. It was raining so hard, that I didn't see the person following after me. I ran to the stables, leading starlight out, I jumped on, not caring to ride sidesaddle, because I didn't get a saddle. I rode her bareback and in a dress. Talk about hard! Galloping away, I looked back. Someone was following me! I turned Starlight around to see who was following me. It was none other than…Bryce.

My tears dried, and the rain stopped.

"Krya!" I heard him yell after me. I ignored him and kept at a gallop. Bryce was catching up. He never gave up. I urged Starlight on, whispering into her ear.

"Kyra! Why are you doing this?" Bryce yelled.

"Amin delotha lle! I hate you!" I yelled at him, "Amin feuya ten' lle! You disgust me!" I stopped just to cry. The tears came pouring out. He looked at me with intense eye. I continued, "Lle rangwa amin? Do you understand me? Lle quena i'lambe tel' Eldalie? Do you speak Elvish?" He nodded. Uh-oh…

"Why are you crying?" He asked.

"First, you tell me you love me. Then you start dancing with another girl…" I trailed off. He started laughing. "And now, you're laughing at me." I said disappointed. He gained his serious composer.

"You miss understand," He said softly, "That girl was my sister. I love you and even if you don't love me, I want you to know, that I'd never do that to you." I stared at him. "Kyra, Amin mela lle. I love you." He said slowly.

"You do?" I asked innocently.

"Yes." He replied quietly.

"Mankoi? Why?" I asked. He stared, as if it was easy to see why anyone would love me.

Suddenly, I felt faint. It was different from a regular faint though. It was magical. Everything was going blurry. The last thing I heard was Bryce panicky saying, "Lle tyava quel? Do you feel well?" Then I blacked out.

OK, short chapter, but tell me what you think. A lot of Elvish in it…I hope y'all like it!