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Chapter Three

'The Magic Ring'

The water was really hot. I was burning all over. I never took a shower like this before. I even had to wash my hair! Now, my black hair was bouncy, soft, and curly. The woman who called herself, Ms. Tinken's was throwing make up at my face. I looked like a doll with a flawless face. I didn't like it at all. Then, Ms. Tinken's who I'm now calling The Crazy Woman, cleaned my ears with cotton. The Crazy Woman then, forced me into a periwinkle colored dress. I was speechless. I was happy The Crazy Woman forgot my slippers but, she threw them at me. I slid them on and made an ugly face at her.

Now, I was being pushed into a room. It was unbelievably gorgeous. The large room. Had glass for walls, gorgeous blooming flowers and trees grew outside the glass room. I could see some animals like monkey's jump to one tree to another. Inside the glass room was a table and two chairs. On the circle shaped table was a hot teapot with steam blowing out of the spout. A ladder of cookies and scones on plates. Two cups were provided and a little plate and napkin.

The prince was meeting me here? Fascinating. I was still amazed of what the room looked like. I've never been treated like this. My eyes wandered the room. The Crazy Woman pushed me into the room and closed the door. I jumped as The Crazy Woman slammed the door. I slowly walked forward. I sat at the seat to the left so I could get a good view of the purple and blue flowers. I took a cookie and began taking large bites. I realized crumbs were scattering all over my blue and gold dress. I stood and brushed the crumbs off. Suddenly, the door opened. I dropped my cookie.

The prince walked in. He wore red velvet for his suit and brown boots. He wore black boots to make him look devilish. He had dark brown eyes and coal black hair. He possessed pale skin and pale pink lips. He walked forward his eyes meeting mine.

"Melody, correct?" The prince asked.

I arched my eyebrow. "No, your highness. It's Milli."

"Milli? Well, Milli. I am Prince Simon as you know already." Simon smiled.

I nodded slowly. Prince Simon sat down and grabbed a scone. He took a tiny bite and put it down on his plate.

"Tell me about yourself." Simon asked.

I was a bit stunned but, I looked down and began. "I'm…active? I…I also milk cows and cook, clean, I chase chickens…I create songs and poems and…I…make friends easily."

"You wrote a poem? Tell me one…right now." Simon waited.

I scratched my head, thinking of one poem. One finally clicked into my head.

"I've never met someone like you,

Someone generous and has a clue,

You make me smile,

Only for awhile,

You are rich and clean,

And never mean,

Although your poor,

I do quite adore,

The way you hug me.

You see."

I finished and waited for what the prince thought. I bit my lip eager to know.

"I like you." Simon began. "I want you to be my Songsmith." Simon said finally standing up.

I gasped. Was he kidding? His songsmith? "Yes! Yes! Thank you, your highness." I didn't know what to say. Maybe this really was a dream.

" You say you have friends too? Like, who?" Prince Simon asked.

"Nathaniel, of course." I replied quickly.

Simon mad an ugly face. My smile faded immediately. I forgot.

"Nathaniel. Of course, him." Simon muttered. "Well, my dear, you don't have to worry about him. He is taken care of." Simon said dully.

Both my eyebrows bounced into suspicion. "You have Nathaniel here? What do you mean? What's going on with him?" I asked quickly.

All this time I've been thinking of myself but, not of my best friend Nathaniel! I felt empty inside. I am a horrible friend.

"What does it matter? He's gone!" Simon said. "Look at me," Simon commanded.

I had no choice but, to turn around and look at Simon in the eyes. He was royalty after all and I hate to be in trouble.

"Come here." Simon waved me over to him.

It was as if my feet had a mind of it's own. I was right in front of him. I didn't like where this was going.

"I know you don't care for my brother. I know who," Simon picked up my hand and kissed it delicately. I wanted to snatch my hand away and slap him. How dare he kiss my hand!

"And…and who is that…?" I babbled on. I swallowed hoping he wasn't going to say who I thought he was going to say.

"Me. Why, I have no princess…and no arranged marriage. To make me king faster…why not marry you." Simon kept kissing my hand.

Maybe I didn't hear him right. Did he say, 'marry'? This was all too fast. My mind was racing and my heart wouldn't stop beating in my ears. I didn't want to, marry anyone. I am too young and what will father say? All these thoughts whirled in my head.

"I know it's a sudden dear. We'll have the wedding next week, I promise." Simon spoke when he was done kissing my hand. He went on one knee. OH DEAR! He looked deep into my eyes. HE WAS GOING TO SAY IT! He took a box out of his pocket. IT'S THE END! He spoke softly and carefully so the words would pound into my head for all eternity,

"Milli, will you marry me?" Simon asked with hopeful eyes as he opened the box. Before I could say my answer he slid on the diamond ring. It was gorgeous. I've never seen anything like it. Then, something happened. I felt weird. Like, I was struck by lightning.

I…I think I love him. I did. I loved Simon with all my heart. Wait, no I didn't. Where are these feelings coming from? I don't even know him…but, I do love him. He is the only one for me. NO! NO! NO!

"Yes, I will marry you." I said without realizing I did. I was in trouble now.

A/N: DUN DUN DUNNN! I hoped you liked this. I love writing about Millicent and the prince. Though, she doesn't even know him. Imagined getting married to a boy you didn't even know. I wonder what's with Milli? Anyway, I hoped you liked this as much as I did. Chapter four is coming on Saturday or Sunday morning.

-Edn