Chapter 6

Trusting Him

She never found a way to convince me that I didn't always mess up. The only thing she convinced me of was saying the incantation.

After she convinced me, I went to my room and put on the white dress with purple and red ribbons.

I practiced in my room. I knew I wouldn't see any faces except, maybe, Violet's. I told her what I was doing and told her everything she had missed out on. She never turned to face me while I was saying the incantation, or after I was gone.

I practiced every other day. I made sure that I could never see a face. Until it was the day my idea had to jump into action.

It started off like a regular day. You wake up, eat breakfast, and do all the things to do in the morning, and then you realize that this is the day that you have to make a dragon disappear into a book.

"Oh my, Mom!" I yelled. "I've forgotten the words, and the actions, to the incantation! What am I going to do?"

"Honey, you'll get to have the book right in front of you. You won't mess up, I promise. If anything, it will either be the prince's fault, or it will be the dragon's fault. Don't fret, nothing will happen. To you, or to Derik," mom said, politely.

"Thanks, Mom." I gave her a kiss and walked off.

Meanwhile, Derik was in his room getting ready.

He was a little worried, and excited, about the battle with the dragon.

As he went downstairs, he thought about what he was going to do. He couldn't make up his mind, if he wanted to fight the dragon, have a chance to save the world, and maybe disappear into a book along with it, or if he wanted to be a coward, and not do anything at all.

When he got into the dinning room, he saw Lindy talking to one of the fairy maids. He couldn't exactly hear what she was saying, but it sounded as if she was looking for her mom.

Soon she turned around to see him. Her eyes looked worried, and she looked as though she wanted to tell him something, but couldn't.

Lindy opened her mouth to call him over, but couldn't. He must have either wanted to tell her something, or he knew she wanted to talk to him, because he started to walk over to her.

"It looked like you wanted to say something to me," he said, when he came up to her.

"Um, yeah. You know how I said I was sort of like a rich person?"

"Yeah, what about it? It sure seems like you're rich."

"Well, I am. Just not in the way you think."

"Well, than how are you rich?"

"Take a good guess."

"I don't know. Tell me."

"Ok, I'm a… princess," I said in a whisper.

"You're a what?"

"A princess."

"A princess? How can you be a princess?"

"My mom and dad are the King and Queen of Linderwall."

"Wow, how come you didn't tell me?"

"I tried, but every time I did, something happened and I couldn't tell you. Like I tried to tell you when we met, but mom called me and I couldn't, and I wanted to tell you during dinner yesterday, but you kept talking to mom. Get the picture?"

"Yeah."

"And I was scared that you would be so mad at me, when I told you, that you wouldn't help fight Ginger and you would leave."

"Why would I do that?"

"I don't know; because you were mad at me?"

"I would never do that. I would never ban my duty."

I looked at the ground. He lifted my head back up to have me look at him.

"And I would never abandon you."

I smiled at him, and the conversation ended. I went upstairs to practice one last time, again Violet didn't turn around, but when I told her I was done, she turned around and smiled.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing, you just sound different, that's all, almost as though you were distracted."

"I'm not distracted. Why would you think I was distracted?"

"I don't know, maybe it was because of that prince?"

"What? No, you can't really believe that, can you?" I asked, unconvincingly.

"Yes, I do, and now that you said that, I believe it even more."

"Fine, I was distracted."

Violet only smiled, in a way that said, both, 'I knew I was right' and also gave a soothing and peaceful look, for a fish, she was very smart.

"I was thinking how nicely he took me being a princess," I said, trying to make a look like she was thinking the wrong thing.

"Ok, but I know what you were truly thinking," she turned around and the conversation was over.

A few minutes later, I heard mom calling me. It was finally time to go. Even though it was only noon, we had to get there soon; if we didn't, well, you can figure that out yourself.