Sofia the First-

Disclaimer: I do not own Sofia the First, but I do own Evelyn, who is supposed be Sofia younger twin sister.

Just letting you all know that some of the characters from the show may be acting a bit differently then what they should, but they are going to be like this for the story, so please just go along with the idea. They may go back to normal in a few chapters later.

I made some grammatical updates to this chapter.

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Chapter 5- Thrice Cursed

I walked back to the carriage by myself and saw that everyone was eating quietly and seemed a bit calmer than before. Cedric was reading a book, or it seemed like he was as he face seemed to be confused by the words that appeared before. I walked over to him and placed my hand on his shoulder. He jumped at the slightest touch. I reeled my hand back when he jumped.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," I said as I sat next to him. Somehow his presence was very calming, and it felt as though I could trust him with something very special, but I could not figure out what it was. He gave me a hard look before turning back to the book.

"I don't think I have come across this language before. It seemed as though your birth father was well verse in magic that seemed to be across all the worlds," he whispered.

"I may not remember who I am, but maybe I can read the language?" I asked looking at the fire that seemed to be enchanting me to play with it. But after earlier this morning, I decided that now was not the best time to dance in the fire, even though they seemed to be welcoming. I then turned to the man who held the book out to me. I gentle took the book, as though the book would burn me, and I took a deep breath. I opened the first page, and the words all seemed to be clear as day is to light. I was hesitant to read the book out loud incase if I read a spell and do something wrong. "I can understand the language," I eventually spoke. The royal family all looked away from me as though I had done something wrong. I sighed as I turned back to the sorcerer. "Did I do something wrong?"

He shook his head as he spoke softly, "I am not sure, but they probably don't really understand any of this. The books that had been taken from the place that we had rescued from had many books with this language written in them," He said softly. He seemed to be the only one to treat me as a human, and not something to be wary of. I wanted to do something, but I didn't know what.

So, I wind up blurting out, "I can help you with the language…" his eyes widen in shock that I had offered to do something from him. I shook my head and went back to looking at the fire. Something had been calling me to go to the fire, but I wasn't sure why, somehow, I was just standing next to the fire, almost placing my hand in the fire, until I had felt a hand grab my arm. I turned to see the king's hand on my upper arm.

"You really shouldn't be touching the fire," The King said.

"But I wanted to dance in the fire…" But the words never escaped from my mind, before I could stop myself. I decided to look back at the fire, then back at the man who was holding onto my arm. It felt like the king seemed to have a problem with me. I can just tell, I turned to walk back at the sorcerer to sit next to him. I had brought my feet up, grabbed the sides of the skirt of the dress then pulled it so that I could lean my head on my knees. I turned to look at the sorcerer my face conveying any questions that seemed to plague my face.

"The fire can burn you …" the words seemed to answer the non-vocal question, but then why would the fire call to me? Is there something I can do, that none of them can do?The question hung in the back of my mind. I didn't want to voice the quiet need to question the fire.

Then there appeared the man from the small place. He had came out of nowhere. The man had a wicked grin his face. "Is there something you want to ask?" the man asked. "Maybe it is the burning desire to know why you want to go near the fire." I turned to face the man. I gave him a questioning looking. He laughed at my expression. "It is because of who you are… You are a Princess of Magicia… The kingdom in which should be ruled by me, and then you, but my little sister, had taken he thrown away from me! But that doesn't matter; I will gladly tell you that once she realizes her son isn't the master of the throne, she'll come after you… and your mother and sister…" His smile turned wicked and I want nothing more than to turn him into a crisp where he had sat.

"Princess of Mythica? Like the book MagiciaPoems?" Queen Miranda asked looking at the man; she finally spoke to him directly.

"Yes, exactly like the book. The kingdom is a beauty, something that you couldn't be compared…." He started to choke one the food that he was eating. I hoped that he would just shut up. The man glared at me, and Cedric had saw that it was my abilities that was cause him to choke. He had placed a hand on shoulder and the coughing had stopped. I looked at the man who was just coughing and then back to the sorcerer. I sighed and nodded my head towards him to thank him for not allowing me to kill the man, even though he deserves it.

I got up and walked away from the small group to standby the carriage. I couldn't stand that man, and I don't know why, but I feel as though it was for a good reason. I decided to sit where the coach men would sit up and I just lay down on the seat. I soon fell asleep.

" I know how to drive… Baileywick, you are tired, and I've seen how she looks at all of you, I will make sure that she is safe,"a voice said quietly—Cedric. The voice seemed to be calm and caring…

" But…"the other voice— Baileywick— tried to convince the one before to do something.

" Baileywick…"female's voice broke out between the two males. The voice sounded like Sofia. I turned to look around and saw the three of them outside the carriage door. " Evelyn's sound asleep, and to be honest, Cedric was the only one who was able to get enough sleep, he could take us back to the castle safely." Her voice was soft.

I rubbed my eyes. I then stretched and got up from the spot that I was laying at, realizing that there was a cloak covering me. I then saw Cedric walking over to the seating to drive the carriage, he was a bit shocked to see me up, but then shook his head without a care, he got on the seat and pulled the reins, then the carriage doors closed and we were off. I watched him every-so-often looking calm about the whole situation. I wanted to question why he was like this, but something told me not to question anything, like I was told asking about things is rude, especially when it came to their past.

I wrapped his cloak around us as I leaned on him. I soon feel asleep as the moon and stars shone brightly. I wanted to stay this warm and feeling as though I could be like this forever. But time would not allow it.

As time would allow, I was waking up in a room that was comfortable. The bed was plushy and I wanted to jump on the bed so badly, but something told me that I wasn't allowed. "You are a Princess of Magicia."The words held power behind them. Princess. Me?But then again, it would have been the reasoning behind why I wasn't allowed to jump on the bed and not asking about what was wrong with Cedric. The thought of him made me feel like I was special, but I couldn't understand why. I went over to the walk in closet and I opened the doors, I saw many dresses, but it didn't seemed like the dresses that I would want to wear, so I went to grab the dress that seemed a bit less formal then all of the other dresses and I had put that on. There was a knock at the door that was followed by a voice that seemed too far away from me, so I walked out of the walk-in closet and placed the dress that I was wearing on the vanity's chair. I walked over to the door and I opened it to see Sofia there waiting for me.

"You know, Amber will have a fit if she saw that you choose the simplest dress," Sofia said calmly. She smiled sweetly, something about that smile seemed to scream fake, but I soon realized that her face had seemed like it had seen death it seemed to be haunting her. "Come on, breakfast is about to start." She left with me following her without even thinking I just nodded off to what she was say, and I didn't realize that we had reached the dining room, when she placed a hand on my arm. I looked around the room and I quickly took a seat a bit farther away from the five family members, but not too far away to make it seemed as though I was avoiding them, but I didn't want to be apart or even break apart what they had.

"None of us bit, Evelyn," James said as he held his arms out for something, Sofia went over to him and gave him a hug, but I didn't feel like hugging someone that I knew almost nothing about was something that I should do, so I put my head down and looked at the plate in front of.

Even though I didn't eat anything last night, something told me that I shouldn't eat the food in front of me. I just sat in silence, looking particularly bored with the food. "Evelyn, you really should eat something. You didn't eat anything last night, so you really should eat something. I took a few bits of food, and I felt as though I wasn't going to like the food, I quickly ran out of the dining room and into the nearest bathroom, I wasn't sure what to expect, but the food wasn't what I had expected. It appears my stomach could not handle the type of food that was being put in it. I had just emptied everything in my stomach.

I left the restroom and I tried to walk back to my room, only to bump into the royal sorcerer with a strange expression on his face. He took one look at me and then presented me with a paper, words scribbled on the paper says all that I needed to make sure that I wasn't hallucinations.

" Everything is not real. You birth father had somehow trapped you in dream. The only reason why you can truly see this is because I trapped myself in here to help you… You need to explain what has happened since last night." The words seemed to appear, but no one was talking.

I gave him a look. He wants me to believe that this is not real, but then why does it feel like one... Then I remember the spell that I looked at last night, when I was with him last night. "Dt'lánt'mènt Crúmæ."I looked at him, which was written in the book. It's a spell that makes everything real, but not at the same time. I grabbed his hand and pulled him away from the dining hall, all the way to the staircase. "We need to go somewhere, where we can make a potion to reverse this spell. It was what I read on the page of the spell that you were looking at last night."

"We can use my tower, it will have what we need, and hopefully it will be enough to break this spell…" he murmured the last part to himself. I nodded my head.

We quickly got to his tower and I saw him grab the book and passed it to me. I opened to the page, I told him to grab the mortar and a few herbs; Chives, Rosemary, and Coriander, and grind them into a fine powder and have the water boiling with Lavender strands in the water with tulips and rose petals in the water, and when the water has finally reached boiling, simmer while adding the grind ingredients, three bay laurel and a quarter of fennel is added when the water has finally cooled down.

"Now did the spell actually hit me or did it hit something that was connected to me?" I asked slowly.

"I don't know, I just know that when I had cast a spell to freeze him, Prince James had tried to push you out of the way of the spell, but what happen was he knocked you into the spell that your Father had casted," Cedric said, and he looked pained.

"What happened afterwards?" I asked him.

"Prince James… He… He was hit by the freezing spell, it had caused him to drop where he was, in mid-air, and he suffered several broken bones, Princess Sofia, she is good with healing, but she isn't strong enough to cast the right spells…" he said breaking off

"This potion, you are going to need to pour over me. And no if, ands, or buts, you are going to need to do this," I said firmly. "If the spell was just on my person, then the only difference between the former world-me and this world-me, is the dress… You need to make sure that there is enough of the potion to make sure that it will work." He nodded to me, and casted a levitation spell to lift the potion above me, he then dumped the contents on me.

"Let's hope that this works," Cedric said as he soon vanished from my sights.

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Well, that is the end of Chapter 5. Well, I wasn't so sure on how I wanted to write this chapter, but it seemed important that I needed to write this chapter. Why? I honestly don't know, but it seemed like a good thing that I had added this chapter in. Maybe this world will come back to haunt the young Princess and those she cares about… And what do you think about the twist, Prince James getting hurt by being the hero? Cedric, is he good or bad? Evelyn's memories; are they ever going to return, or will this be something about her that will remain? And what about her emotions; will she remain emotionless or will she break the curse that plagues her?