I knew it was too good to be true, mutes don't laugh…darn thank you guardianskye : )
I was awoken by birds chirping outside my window, and sat up in bed excited for the day ahead of me. I stretched and got out of bed. I walked out to the balcony and looked out at the ferocity of the waves. My father was raging. I turned away from the black waves. I huffed with determination and walked to the closet. I opened it and looked for the perfect outfit, which was a soft sea foam green tank top, with a snowy blue sweater with rhinestones on the button over top, and bleached short shorts, well there pants now they weren't. I found the perfect pair of crystal droplet earrings, to match my blue flip flops. I finished it off with a pearl necklace to match my hair.
I looked in the mirror at my pale complexion, heart shaped face, rosebud lips, blue eyes the color of a crystal river, with flecks of gold, framed with black thick lashes, pearly white straight teeth and slightly tousled golden hair, fallen in ringlets around my face, the white shining pearls almost blending in my hair, going unnoticed. I looked down at the selection of makeup, but used none. I picked up the brush and combed out the few knots and set down the brush trailing my light pink nails along the white desk.
I looked to the blue door, someone knocked. I walked over and opened it. Alex was standing there; he wore a grey t shirt and dark grey jeans. His hair was still swishy; I really wanted to touch it. But I restrained myself, "Whoa," he said looking me over. I smiled and blushed, looking down. "You look really pretty, I love what you did to the shorts," he commented. I smiled and nodded. "Well, shall we?" he asked giving me his arm. I took it and we walked downstairs to the barn.
"Which one would you like to ride? Well first do you know how to ride a horse?" he asked. I shook my head and smiled. "Oh, well okay then I will teach you." He said smiling. I nodded. He leaded me over to the horses. "Which one would you like to ride?" He asked. I pointed to the pure white one.
"Okay, well, let's get his saddle on." He announced. I smiled and grabbed the saddle and reins. I put the bit in the horse's mouth and Alex did the rest for both horses. He helped me sit on the white one. "Wow, you guys match." He said. I looked at him questioningly. "Well it's just that y-you know both of you are pale, and – um," he stumbled. "Beautiful." He finished. I smiled and pet the horse whose name was Bliss. The prince rode a black horse named Shadow. Both of our horses fit our personalities and look. Mine was pure and white and radiant, like me and his was black and dark, like him, but with a bubbly impassive at times personality. The horses were beautiful, they ran so fast. It was scary at first, even when we were going slowly, but I soon got the hang of it.
My hair was wiping around in the light breeze. We started to slow down by the time we got to a lagoon; it was deserted, but beautiful. The willow trees draped the entrance to the water. There were trees and flowers everywhere. I walked around and smelled, touched and heard everything. It had a unique scent that I had smelled nowhere ever before. "Have you never been in a forest?" Alex asked from behind me. I turned around and shook my head disappointed. "Well I'll show you every inch of this place, I never came here with anyone ever before, you're the first one." He said taking my hand, leading me around.
The entire place was beautiful! I saw a tree limb relatively close to the ground, so I walked over to it and jumped up, I balanced myself on it and walked along to the next branch I climbed and climbed. I got really high, that's when I started to worry. I clung to the branches so I wouldn't fall. That's when I heard the prince call "Hello? Hello?" I snapped a branch and he looked up. "Whoa! How did you get up there, don't worry I'll come and get you!" he called when he saw the vexation on my face. I smiled and nodded. He started climbing; he soon reached my branch and put an arm around my waist. "Well, this is a very nice view." He commented I looked at him and smiled. I thought he would be looking out at the blue ocean, and the determined waves, but he was looking at me.
I took in the treetops, the singing birds and fluttering butterflies. I could never be as happy as I was right now and I would cherish this forever. The sight was amazing, we must have come a long way, because I didn't see any signs of civilization, except the very tip of a castle, but it couldn't have been his? I poked him and pointed to the castle.
"Oh that's the King and Queen of Casanova, I'm supposed to marry their daughter, Diaspero, but I could never love her, only…well it's not too important, but if you really want to know, I will marry the one who saved me, and sang to me, but it's absurd isn't it." He said shamefully. I shook my head and looked down towards the ground, I wish I didn't hear that, I felt the flesh in my heart being torn apart, my joy being stripped from my pure soul, turning black. I started breathing heavily and tears welling up in my eyes, I couldn't put on an emotionless mask, I didn't have time. "No one could ever have such a resemblance to her as you do, and I don't even know either of your names. It's a pity, really. Oh why are you crying!" he asked, looking at me only in the end of his speech.
I shook my head and turned away from him and ripping out of his grip. I carefully climbed down the tree, finding foot holes in the ivy entangled on the tall oak. When I got to the bottom I raced over to the drape of willows, moved them out of my way and wadded knee deep into the cold water, this water was a lot colder than last night. It made my bare skin numb, but I didn't care that I was three degrees away from hypothermia, all I cared about was my prince was going to marry a witch, I don't know when or where, but I'm going to stop it. He deserved his dream girl, and in this case it was me.
I sat on the dry sand, but my feet were still in the abnormally frigid water. "Hey, what was that about?" He panted behind me. He was completely out of breath, I wasn't. I glared up at him, but softened my gaze as he sat down and took my hand. 'I just want you to be happy, that's all' I wrote in the sand. "Oh, are you sure that's it?" he asked skeptically. My heartbeat picked up a bit, and I didn't answer and looked at the brown sand. He chuckled. "Are you jealous of the princess I'm supposed to marry?" he asked lifting my chin. I ripped my gaze away from his stupid melting beautiful eyes.
"Haha, you are, aren't you!" he said sounding happy. "Well, you don't have to be, because there is no way I could ever love her." He reassured me. I couldn't help but smiling, as much as I tried to bite back my smile. He cupped my face in his hand and brought my face towards his, but right before our lips met an abnormally large wave came and hit me and washed me back a few feet. I choked up about a gallon of sea water. We almost kissed; my hearts tears and rips were being mended, slowly, but steadily.
"Whoa! What the heck! Are you okay?" he asked scrambling towards me pulling my soaking body towards him. I nodded. "Let me take you home, we'll get you dried off and into warm dry clothes and another pair of shoes." He said picking me up .I looked down noticing my shoes must have floated away, he sat me down next to Bliss I dusted myself off and climbed on my horse, we rode off back to the castle. By the time we reached the castle I was pretty much dry, we rode pretty fast. My hair lost its curl and was just very wavy, but by no means frizzy. "Oh, you have pearls in your hair." Alex noticed. I nodded and felt them; I almost forgot they were there. Sadness washed over me, I missed my mother, and Ase…. I couldn't live without them. I felt my mask slipping, but kept it perfectly intact.
I bowed my head slightly to Alex before walking up the marble steps; they were cool against my bare feet. "Uh, wait." He called. I turned slightly. "Could you come with me real quick?" he asked. I sighed, so he couldn't hear, but followed obediently. I don't know what it was, but I was very tiered, and even irritable. When I'm in a mood like this, you usually don't want to talk, bother, or look at me, or I'll snap. The only reason I wasn't now was that one, I couldn't speak, and two I loved him. But the speaking was the main issue.
He took me out to the beach again, to the surf, the water here was a great deal warmer, maybe it was being near that cold blooded dream killer, that's what was making the water so cold. I chuckled mentally. "I was wondering, since I didn't know your name, if maybe you could write it in the sand." He suggested. I raised an eyebrow and looked down to the powder white sand. I bent down and carefully wrote 'Nafia' in the sand. "Nafia? That's your name? It- well it's beautiful." He said admiringly. I smiled and bowed my head, and then walked away still being in a mood, but having my spirits lifted a little.
I sat in my large room and stared at the ceiling, I needed to think, I only had tomorrow for him to kiss me. I lay down on my bed, my hair fanned out around me like a halo. I sat up again and started braiding it. There was a knock on the door I swung the braid to the side, over my shoulder and answered the door. Alex was standing there…with lilies. I looked up at him with a perplexed look. "There for you, Nafia. You haven't come out of your room since we got back, did I do something wrong?" he asked giving me the flowers. I took them and shook my head softly, walking into the room grabbing a blue crystal vase to put the flowers in; I filled it with water and placed the flowers on my nightstand. "Then what is it?" he asked entering the room.
I ran over to my desk grabbed a pen and paper and wrote 'It's just that, I'm tiered and I am sorry I've been locked in here all day, did you want to spend time together?' I gave him the paper. "Yes. I wanted you to meet my family." He declared. I stared wide eyed at him, and started backing away. "No, no see, its okay I have a little sister named Elizabeth, older brother Marcus and my Mother and Father. Marcus is 17 and Elizabeth is 5. How old are you?" he asked. I wrote '16 but my birthday was yesterday.' I completely forgot about it. "Oh my god, than Happy Birthday, why didn't you say anyth- or well you know tell me! We could have had a party for you! We still can if you want to." He gushed. I shook my head several times; I hated parties, all of them. "Okay, well lets go." He pulled me along behind him.
We walked down into the ballroom, before me I saw the most beautiful four people I have ever seen. Dressed in puffy dresses and one in a cloak, there was a little girl who wore a pink dress, that touched the floor, the sleeves came down her whole arm and cut into a v shape at her knuckle. Her hair was a dark brown, almost black and was mid back, in curls; she wore a crown atop her head encrusted in diamonds kunzite (pink stone) and rubies. Her eyes were midnight black, you couldn't even see the pupils, framed with dark lashes, her skin was tan and she was the little princess named Elizabeth.
The taller male standing next to her looked almost identical with Alex; he had shaggy black hair and dark brown eyes, and was wearing a suit with pins and badges. But I think his hair was longer and he was a shade paler. He smiled warmly at me that must have been their oldest son, Marcus, the other prince.
And next was the mother, she was beautiful her heart shaped face was lined with black curls as well, but her hair was shorter than her daughters, it was to her shoulders. Her skin was very pale, but not sickly. And her lips were the same as mine, red. Her eyes were not the same twinkly black as the others, but a bright piercing blue, like mine. She wore a dark purple dress, almost black, but not. It was almost the same design as Elizabeth's, but longer v sleeves, reaching the floor. Under the sash the dress made a v and in the v was not dark purple but light purple covered in black lace. I was very envious, but it suited her. Atop her head was a crown, similar to Elizabeth's but was made with diamonds, amethyst and onyx.
She stood next to a man with black hair and brown chocolate eyes, and tanned skin. He wore a fur cape and a suit almost the same as his sons. His hair was combed back and he smiled at me.
"Well, this is the lovely stranger we have so many lovely things about." He said, not asked. I nodded.
"Well it definitely is nice to meet you." Marcus said stepping forward and bowed slightly. I nodded my head towards him. The Queen looked at Alex and back at me perplexed.
"Uh, Mother, Father this is Nafia, she doesn't speak though." Alex stated.
"Oh, well what a shame, she certainly is beautiful." His father commented. I smiled.
"Well I'm not sure if you told her this yet, but there will be a ball tonight in this very room, would you care to join us?" the Queen asked. I smiled and nodded. We all split up, Alex and I were walking back to my room, when Marcus came by and said,
"Hello, I didn't properly introduce myself, I'm Prince Marcus." He said. I nodded. "Well I guess I'll see you at the ball." He said as we went up the stairs I turned my head and nodded. As I walked up to my room, Alex lingered at the door. I turned to him.
"Look, so do you remember Diaspero? She'll be here tonight, and I have to dance with her, and stuff, but I really don't want to, this is gunna suck." He said.
Then he spun around and ran down the long corridor. I turned back to the closet and looked for the prettiest dress I could find. I needed to look my best, prettier than the princess; I needed to turn on my princess beauty. I wore a long silk blue dress, strapless, the blue is a soft pale color, and the sash was pale green, it was tied around my waist and was a bow in the back, the front turned into a V down the skirt and was a lighter blue. I looked myself over in the mirror, and I thought I looked pretty. I tied the bow; I kept on the pearl necklace, but changed my earrings to pearl droplets. My hair was very curly again; I pulled half of it up. The bottom lay around my bare shoulders in ringlets. I put a blue bow into my hair where it was up. My long golden hair fell to my waist. I grabbed lip gloss, that's the only make- up I wore. I looked myself over and I looked stunning. I needed one more touch to make me look perfect, I grabbed a tiara with Aquamarine jewels and diamonds everywhere, and it pulled the whole look together. The door handle jingled, I looked over. And saw Elizabeth standing in my doorway.
"Hello, my name is Elizabeth, you look very pretty, I wish I was as beautiful as you. You look like a princess." She said admiringly, I smiled. "Well we better get going to the ball, I bet lots of people will want to dance with you, Alex and Marcus want to dance with you." I smiled at the little girl, I liked her.
We walked onto the stage; the curtain was closed, so no one could see us. I stood next to Alex, there was a stunning girl holding his arm, she had brown satin hair and the same eyes, her dress matched her hair and eyes she had a gold crown on her head filled with onyx. She looked very exotic, and Alex couldn't stop staring at her. I felt someone hold my hand, I looked up to see Marcus clasping it.
"Do you mind? I wanted to be the first to dance with you." He whispered into my ear. I smiled and nodded, but looked over at Alex, what was going to happen to me if Alex did marry her? It means he didn't love me after all. I would be forgotten, nothing to him, what do I do to get him to stop looking at her; he hasn't even seen me yet.
I stood there, hanging my head.
"You look beautiful, like the princess of the ocean." Marcus chuckled, I usually would have been flattered, but it wasn't Alex, the one I loved, and I am the princess of the sea. I smiled.
"King Abbas and Queen Geena ." Someone announced from the front of the stage, the king and queen walked out, followed by applause. I swallowed. "Next is Prince Alex and his lovely fiancé Princess Diaspero of Casanova." He called, followed by applause and they walked out into the glow of the party. I guessed we were next, and lo and behold "Prince Marcus and Nafia." he announced, there was a ripple of questioning murmurs through the crowd. We walked out from our secluded area to see the vast room; it looked so much smaller now that it was filled to the brim with people. Marcus led me down to the dance floor, and we danced, we glided together in synch, but my feet where in an unbearable amount of pain, I had to bite my tongue back to keep from whimpering.
We danced to slow songs and fast, after a few dances Marcus led me off to the dark courtyard. I looked at him questioningly.
"Well I just wanted to have time to talk to you alone a little bit." He said nervous. I nodded. He moved some hair from my face, his hand lingered on my cheek. I swallowed. His face moved closer to mine and his lips met mine, softly and sweetly, I wanted to rip him away from me and run to Alex for safety. But I couldn't, soon after he withdrew, but it could never have been soon enough.
"Why did you do that?" I asked. His jaw dropped, I could almost hear the pop. My eyes widened I felt my throat subconsciously and looked down to the ground.
"Whoa," I said, I missed speaking.
"I thought you couldn't speak?" Marcus asked suspiciously. I shook my head,
"I couldn't, this isn't right, but, but something is wrong." I said.
"Well what could be wrong, I get to hear your beautiful voice." He said seductively lifting my mouth to his; I ducked around his arm and ran back into the excitement of the royal ball, leaving the Prince in his own dejection.
I looked around to find Diaspero leading Alex out the open doors straight to the ocean, I followed. I ran as fast as my weak feet could carry me. I looked down and they appeared to be bleeding, through my glass slippers. I didn't give it a second thought I ripped them off and kept running. I reached the beach and saw them standing together; the princess had a familiar necklace on, I remembered it, no…I know where it came from, the sea witch.
Tell me what you think! Review, I was thinking about giving this two different endings, because some people wanted me to kill her, others didn't, so review tell me what you think!
