Happy new year everyone! I hope that everyone likes this next chapter, it took me forever to write. A bit longer than I wanted to make it, but I decided to put more out this time.
Well- Not much more I can say....
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A young man ran inside. I recognized him instantly.
Jakob.
All the heads in the church turned all eyes on him. I could see his confidence fading, but then a look of determination came over his face, and he stomped in side.
I took a quick glimpse at the other side. Hattie was fuming, her face was bright red. Char had a confused look on his face.
I turned my head towards Jakob, just as he began to yell. "This marriage is a lie! Princess Ella is alive!"
Ripples of chatter spread though the room. Jakob waited till it was quiet again before he continued, "This woman is a sorcerer! She's cast a spell on His Majesty!" He waved a shaking finger at Hattie. "The true princess is here." The chatter got louder. People's eyes darted around the room, trying to find me. I stayed seated, and quiet.
I could tell that when I didn't show myself, Jacob's idea of coming in here and becoming a hero was over. Words of doubt, spread like wildfire through the room, echoed through the walls, I could see the guards inching slowly towards him, getting ready to drag him away.
I could almost guess what was going to happen next. "Please, Ella stand up." He whispered it softly, a beg more than an order, but it still was an order.
I could feel my knees wobble, as I fought the urge to stand up. My old symptoms came back, dizziness, and the headache. I could feel my hands tremble as they grabbed the wooden seat, trying desperately to keep me down. My head spun, and it felt like my whole body was going to explode.
Everything seemed to slow down. The guards had now reached Jakob. They had grabbed his arms and were beginning to drag him out. Hattie stood still, her face still bright red, she looked like she was going to scream any second. Char, still had the same confused look on his face. The dizziness was getting worse, my vision became blurry, and my head hurt so bad I had to bite my tongue to keep my scream down.
Everything had failed. All the plans had been destroyed, everything was finished.
I had lost. I had nothing left to lose, because in minutes I would have to stand up. I would be ordered to become Hattie's slave, and I would have to obey. I would serve Hattie, while she lived my life.
My nails dug in to the wood, and I could feel the pain all the way up my arms. The whole world had grown silent.
I tried one last time to fight the command, I failed and all the symptoms got worse.
I grit my teeth and obeyed obediently. I stood up.
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Ariana paced across the room. Her dress whipped it's self around her ankles each time she turned.
She froze a footstep away from the bed. Her face was red, as if she had been running. Her eyes were swollen and her face was twisted up. Her hair lay knotted upon her head. She dabbed a handkerchief against one of her cheeks, but soon brought her hand back down and fumbled with her dress.
"Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!" She swore and fell flat against the bed, new tears flowing out of her eyes.
She hiccuped a couple times, and rolled over. She grabbed a pillow, clutching it tightly, but only for a moment, as in a fit of anger she threw it against the wall.
She stood, slowly, and took a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
"Ariana...." The voice came from the corner, and she knew it, so she didn't even look up.
She closed her eyes for a long time, and there was only silence.
"Fine. I'll leave. That's all you want anyways."
Her eyes fluttered open. "Jon, wait... I'm sorry."
"You should be. You knew this whole time, and you did nothing. If she dies, I'll just serve you right," he hissed, his whole body suddenly alive with anger.
"I loved you, and this whole time you lied to me. When was I going to know? After you lay bleeding to death in some cave." Ariana stayed quiet, eyes closed tightly shut.
"Would you have let me, Jon, if you had known?" She spun around and faced him. Anger pumped through her veins. Her face matched his, tight, not showing any emotion besides anger.
"Tell me you wouldn't have cared!" She yelled, then gasped in deeply and took a step back as if she had slapped him across the face. He closed the distance between them and wrapped his hand around her hand.
His other hand found her face, and it brushed back a soft curl. He cupped her cheek and took a couple breaths, trying to regain control of his emotions.
"I would have-I do care. I can't stand to even think of losing you. And the fact that I had to find out from Ref, it, it just really hurt."
"I did it to protect you Jon," she stuttered out, "things needed to go the way they were meant to be. This is how they're supposed to be. In the end everything will be all right." His hand dropped from her face and he took a step back from her body.
Hot tears began to streak in curves across his cheeks. "I feel-I feel like I don't even know you anymore. How could you lie to me? How could-"
He was silenced by one of her thin fingers across his lips. It dropped slowly, and landed in his palm. Ariana took a small step, her other hand grabbing his empty hand. She looked deeply in to his eyes, silence surrounding both of them. He gripped both of her hands tight, as if letting go meant losing her forever.
He pulled her close, burying his face in her shoulder. Ariana leaned in to him, her hands wrapping around his back. She noticed she was crying now, too. "I don't want to lose you," he whispered softly in to her ear.
"You wont." But with the tone of her voice, it seemed too much like a lie, too fake.
There was commotion outside, yelling, fast footsteps. Both were too distracted too notice.
"Everything will be all right. Everything will be all right," she soothed.
Jon seemed to relax in to her shoulder. Ariana tried to make it feel like there was nothing wrong, rubbing his back gently. She was wrapped up tightly in his embrace, and she didn't want to move. She knew deep down that she was only making things worse, but she'd given everything for a moment like this, and it was too late for her to keep playing pretend.
And soon the truth would come out.
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Ladies gasps echoed through the hall. Gentlemen caught a few ladies as they fainted, and I looked desperately for a way out.
I was blocked in, and had the attention of everyone in the room.
Including Char. It was hard to tell if the look he was giving me was one of shock or one of excitement.
Hattie's face was one of anger. Shriveled up tightly, her fat cheeks were turning bright red, and she looked like a teakettle ready to burst.
I think that it would have been insanely funny in any other situation. But right now, laughter was the last thing on my mind.
Right now my eyes darted too the door, where two big guards stood their glances toward me. I swallowed quickly, and my mind race.
Jakob stood in the isle frozen, he had been released from the guard's grip, but he just stood there.
Whispers broke out. My name was mumbled over a thousand times, all along with points and gasps.
Char stood there silently, his expression stayed the same as before. Hattie gave me a silent sneer, and closed the distance in-between them. She rubbed something small around her neck and wrapped her hand around his, and he pulled her close.
My heart broke one last time. I walked slowly, softly, to the isle. I gave Char one last look, then turned my head away to keep my heart from bursting. The whispers stopped, all eyes were still on me.
I couldn't control it anymore. A single tear dripped down my cheek, and I took one deep breath, and began walking past the guards.
I made it to the door, before I heard my name. I didn't know whom it came from, but I didn't want to find out.
I didn't need another order, I wanted this to be over.
I broke in to a run, dirt and rocks slipping under my feet. I let my legs guide me, and I ran in to a dirt trail in the woods.
I let out a single sob, I wouldn't take this so hard.
"It's all a spell, its all a spell," I repeated again and again to my self, needing comfort.
I sat in the dirt.
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He stood frozen, watching her leave. "Ella!" He called out, only to have her break in to a run.
Everyone else was silent, all eyes on him. He spun around, at the sound of some one chuckling.
There it was. He wanted to gasp, but he didn't want to lead on that he knew. He stared at the stone around the woman's neck.
He mumbled a curse word, and shook completely free of the guards. He walked closer to the girl holding the prince.
"How dare you." He whispered, only to realize it wasn't loud enough.
"How dare you!" He shouted, and the whole room became only his voice. All other sound stopped.
He breathed in heavily, trying to calm down, but it didn't work. He took another step, and then another, till he was only a foot away from her face.
It gave a small glow, up close. All he needed to do was grab it...
Her voice rang out as soon as she knew what he was going to do. "Guards! Take away this man!"
Everything seemed to move so slow all of the sudden. He went on impulse and lunged forward. The stone slipped in to his fingers, glowing brightly. And it snapped, and the pressure made Jakob stumble back- right in to the arms of the guards. They grabbed him, and he faught, and with no way out he threw the chain up in to the air, it flew, up, up-
there was a loud scream, more gasps and whispers-
the chain fell slowly, its chain fluttering in the air-
there was a scramble to catch it, but everyone was too far, and it hit-
it hit ground and it crunched it to a thousand pieces and for a moment Jakob thought everything would be finally all right-
a green glow filled the room, there was a loud swishing sound and then there was the explosion-
and then there was nothing.
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Jon rubbed the fabric on her leg, as they both sat on the bed.
Suddenly she gave a gasp for breath, and tried to stand up, but her legs failed her. She fell forward, her knees slamming fast on the wood. She clutched her stomach, and wobbled a bit.
Jon sprang down to help her. "What's wrong?" He shouted a little louder than he should have. His arms caught her before she fell completely, and he shifted his body so that he was cradling her. "What's wrong?" He shouted louder again.
"Abis' Emo'no." She whispered. Her eyes fluttered a couple of times, then blinked shut. Her chest stopped, her body went rigid. She fell limp, sinking deeper in to his arms. Hot tears stung Jon's cheeks, and dripped on to the ruffles of her top. "No." He whispered and hugged her tight, pulling her close.
"No." He whispered, almost demanding, as if his words would make her come back.
But she stayed still, and there was only the sound of his sobs in the room.
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Well- Not much more I can say....
Enjoy!
A young man ran inside. I recognized him instantly.
Jakob.
All the heads in the church turned all eyes on him. I could see his confidence fading, but then a look of determination came over his face, and he stomped in side.
I took a quick glimpse at the other side. Hattie was fuming, her face was bright red. Char had a confused look on his face.
I turned my head towards Jakob, just as he began to yell. "This marriage is a lie! Princess Ella is alive!"
Ripples of chatter spread though the room. Jakob waited till it was quiet again before he continued, "This woman is a sorcerer! She's cast a spell on His Majesty!" He waved a shaking finger at Hattie. "The true princess is here." The chatter got louder. People's eyes darted around the room, trying to find me. I stayed seated, and quiet.
I could tell that when I didn't show myself, Jacob's idea of coming in here and becoming a hero was over. Words of doubt, spread like wildfire through the room, echoed through the walls, I could see the guards inching slowly towards him, getting ready to drag him away.
I could almost guess what was going to happen next. "Please, Ella stand up." He whispered it softly, a beg more than an order, but it still was an order.
I could feel my knees wobble, as I fought the urge to stand up. My old symptoms came back, dizziness, and the headache. I could feel my hands tremble as they grabbed the wooden seat, trying desperately to keep me down. My head spun, and it felt like my whole body was going to explode.
Everything seemed to slow down. The guards had now reached Jakob. They had grabbed his arms and were beginning to drag him out. Hattie stood still, her face still bright red, she looked like she was going to scream any second. Char, still had the same confused look on his face. The dizziness was getting worse, my vision became blurry, and my head hurt so bad I had to bite my tongue to keep my scream down.
Everything had failed. All the plans had been destroyed, everything was finished.
I had lost. I had nothing left to lose, because in minutes I would have to stand up. I would be ordered to become Hattie's slave, and I would have to obey. I would serve Hattie, while she lived my life.
My nails dug in to the wood, and I could feel the pain all the way up my arms. The whole world had grown silent.
I tried one last time to fight the command, I failed and all the symptoms got worse.
I grit my teeth and obeyed obediently. I stood up.
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Ariana paced across the room. Her dress whipped it's self around her ankles each time she turned.
She froze a footstep away from the bed. Her face was red, as if she had been running. Her eyes were swollen and her face was twisted up. Her hair lay knotted upon her head. She dabbed a handkerchief against one of her cheeks, but soon brought her hand back down and fumbled with her dress.
"Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!" She swore and fell flat against the bed, new tears flowing out of her eyes.
She hiccuped a couple times, and rolled over. She grabbed a pillow, clutching it tightly, but only for a moment, as in a fit of anger she threw it against the wall.
She stood, slowly, and took a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
"Ariana...." The voice came from the corner, and she knew it, so she didn't even look up.
She closed her eyes for a long time, and there was only silence.
"Fine. I'll leave. That's all you want anyways."
Her eyes fluttered open. "Jon, wait... I'm sorry."
"You should be. You knew this whole time, and you did nothing. If she dies, I'll just serve you right," he hissed, his whole body suddenly alive with anger.
"I loved you, and this whole time you lied to me. When was I going to know? After you lay bleeding to death in some cave." Ariana stayed quiet, eyes closed tightly shut.
"Would you have let me, Jon, if you had known?" She spun around and faced him. Anger pumped through her veins. Her face matched his, tight, not showing any emotion besides anger.
"Tell me you wouldn't have cared!" She yelled, then gasped in deeply and took a step back as if she had slapped him across the face. He closed the distance between them and wrapped his hand around her hand.
His other hand found her face, and it brushed back a soft curl. He cupped her cheek and took a couple breaths, trying to regain control of his emotions.
"I would have-I do care. I can't stand to even think of losing you. And the fact that I had to find out from Ref, it, it just really hurt."
"I did it to protect you Jon," she stuttered out, "things needed to go the way they were meant to be. This is how they're supposed to be. In the end everything will be all right." His hand dropped from her face and he took a step back from her body.
Hot tears began to streak in curves across his cheeks. "I feel-I feel like I don't even know you anymore. How could you lie to me? How could-"
He was silenced by one of her thin fingers across his lips. It dropped slowly, and landed in his palm. Ariana took a small step, her other hand grabbing his empty hand. She looked deeply in to his eyes, silence surrounding both of them. He gripped both of her hands tight, as if letting go meant losing her forever.
He pulled her close, burying his face in her shoulder. Ariana leaned in to him, her hands wrapping around his back. She noticed she was crying now, too. "I don't want to lose you," he whispered softly in to her ear.
"You wont." But with the tone of her voice, it seemed too much like a lie, too fake.
There was commotion outside, yelling, fast footsteps. Both were too distracted too notice.
"Everything will be all right. Everything will be all right," she soothed.
Jon seemed to relax in to her shoulder. Ariana tried to make it feel like there was nothing wrong, rubbing his back gently. She was wrapped up tightly in his embrace, and she didn't want to move. She knew deep down that she was only making things worse, but she'd given everything for a moment like this, and it was too late for her to keep playing pretend.
And soon the truth would come out.
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Ladies gasps echoed through the hall. Gentlemen caught a few ladies as they fainted, and I looked desperately for a way out.
I was blocked in, and had the attention of everyone in the room.
Including Char. It was hard to tell if the look he was giving me was one of shock or one of excitement.
Hattie's face was one of anger. Shriveled up tightly, her fat cheeks were turning bright red, and she looked like a teakettle ready to burst.
I think that it would have been insanely funny in any other situation. But right now, laughter was the last thing on my mind.
Right now my eyes darted too the door, where two big guards stood their glances toward me. I swallowed quickly, and my mind race.
Jakob stood in the isle frozen, he had been released from the guard's grip, but he just stood there.
Whispers broke out. My name was mumbled over a thousand times, all along with points and gasps.
Char stood there silently, his expression stayed the same as before. Hattie gave me a silent sneer, and closed the distance in-between them. She rubbed something small around her neck and wrapped her hand around his, and he pulled her close.
My heart broke one last time. I walked slowly, softly, to the isle. I gave Char one last look, then turned my head away to keep my heart from bursting. The whispers stopped, all eyes were still on me.
I couldn't control it anymore. A single tear dripped down my cheek, and I took one deep breath, and began walking past the guards.
I made it to the door, before I heard my name. I didn't know whom it came from, but I didn't want to find out.
I didn't need another order, I wanted this to be over.
I broke in to a run, dirt and rocks slipping under my feet. I let my legs guide me, and I ran in to a dirt trail in the woods.
I let out a single sob, I wouldn't take this so hard.
"It's all a spell, its all a spell," I repeated again and again to my self, needing comfort.
I sat in the dirt.
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He stood frozen, watching her leave. "Ella!" He called out, only to have her break in to a run.
Everyone else was silent, all eyes on him. He spun around, at the sound of some one chuckling.
There it was. He wanted to gasp, but he didn't want to lead on that he knew. He stared at the stone around the woman's neck.
He mumbled a curse word, and shook completely free of the guards. He walked closer to the girl holding the prince.
"How dare you." He whispered, only to realize it wasn't loud enough.
"How dare you!" He shouted, and the whole room became only his voice. All other sound stopped.
He breathed in heavily, trying to calm down, but it didn't work. He took another step, and then another, till he was only a foot away from her face.
It gave a small glow, up close. All he needed to do was grab it...
Her voice rang out as soon as she knew what he was going to do. "Guards! Take away this man!"
Everything seemed to move so slow all of the sudden. He went on impulse and lunged forward. The stone slipped in to his fingers, glowing brightly. And it snapped, and the pressure made Jakob stumble back- right in to the arms of the guards. They grabbed him, and he faught, and with no way out he threw the chain up in to the air, it flew, up, up-
there was a loud scream, more gasps and whispers-
the chain fell slowly, its chain fluttering in the air-
there was a scramble to catch it, but everyone was too far, and it hit-
it hit ground and it crunched it to a thousand pieces and for a moment Jakob thought everything would be finally all right-
a green glow filled the room, there was a loud swishing sound and then there was the explosion-
and then there was nothing.
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Jon rubbed the fabric on her leg, as they both sat on the bed.
Suddenly she gave a gasp for breath, and tried to stand up, but her legs failed her. She fell forward, her knees slamming fast on the wood. She clutched her stomach, and wobbled a bit.
Jon sprang down to help her. "What's wrong?" He shouted a little louder than he should have. His arms caught her before she fell completely, and he shifted his body so that he was cradling her. "What's wrong?" He shouted louder again.
"Abis' Emo'no." She whispered. Her eyes fluttered a couple of times, then blinked shut. Her chest stopped, her body went rigid. She fell limp, sinking deeper in to his arms. Hot tears stung Jon's cheeks, and dripped on to the ruffles of her top. "No." He whispered and hugged her tight, pulling her close.
"No." He whispered, almost demanding, as if his words would make her come back.
But she stayed still, and there was only the sound of his sobs in the room.
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