I rather like this story.. its really good in my opinion. But I am the author and my awesomeness transforms into beautiful works of fanfiction. XD
Jeb watched as the princess rose from her bed when called and she looked longingly at the jeans she loved to wear so much. She pulled out a light green day dress and some slippers and walked into the bathroom.
She brushed her hair leisurely. She pulled on the dress and waited for the maid to pull on her light corset strings until she couldn't breathe. Then she knew she was in for the day. Her bruisees hurt like hell from the corset. Her sister said that her body wasn't used to it. Az knew that pain must've hurt like hell. The Witch didn't wear corsets, just leather, it was pretty easy to breathe in. Her mother never made Az wear corsets but she never made DG until now.
Az didn't know why her mother was making her do all this stuff. Not forcing her to go to princess lessons, letting her sleep in from a whole night of princess duties. It wasn't fair. And what was more disturbing was that her sister just let her. Oh, she knew that her sister hated it but she couldn't figure out why her sister wasn't rebelling.
Jeb watched Az memorize her sisters movements. He didn't blame her. He was thinking the same thing, but he never said anything as the princess didn't. He liked DG as a person. She had fire. Reminded him of his mother, but he liked DG more than his mother, personality wise. His mother loved and loved but had no passions. She loved Cain and Jeb but didn't have a passion for drawing or fixing things that were broken, or befriending every person she'd ever meet or disappear.
Wait, disappear? Oh great. She was gone again. This really had to stop. If his father ever found out about this he'd kill his father. He could hear it now.
'Jeb.' He would state calmly. That was when Jeb got worried. 'How do you mean you lost my princess?'
Yes, his. He always said his. It was never our, or the. Always my. My princess.
He found her sitting in the garden on a white stone bench with big surprise here!-a book. Jeb was shocked too. So much he rolled his eyes at the rustling of a turned page.
"You really need to tell me when you run off."
"You really need to stop sounding like your father." She said in the exact tone, a smirk gracing her lips as she read the page. Her fingers traced over an important line. Her left hand that was laying next to her clenched the stone bench.
He was surprised it didn't break.
"What is it?"
"More answers than questions."
"Whooo. Look out Mystic Man, we got a cryptic princess here."
"I can't let more problems fall onto you, Jeb. Your father must've been proud to learn you're head of the younger princess' security detail. Must be in the Cain blood."
"I know you miss him."
"Of course I do, Jeb. He was my best friend for a while. He was the second person I met."
"You know what I mean."
"And you know what I mena when I say you're wrong. There's a certain line I don't cross and that includes romantic entanglements with the Tin Man. Not because of his title or his age. There are reasons I'd rather not discuss."
"Give me one."
"He left when I needed him most." He was silenced. He knew what she meant.
That was when the worst one hit. The castle had been breached. Jeb hardly got to her in time. She was shaking and crying out for Cain, but Jeb was there. They'd bonded. They never told anyone about what happened. Jeb only know because he was there. It was horrible and then people who did that deserved to die. They were locked up but DG made sure that they died, slowly. And they did, about a week ago. But that hardly stopped the nightmares.
Mkay. The next chapter. What chu think? I like reviewers. I acknowledge you. I promise. XD ESPECIALLY sweetpea1225. (see that right there? that's acknowledement. You're jealous of Charlene right now.) it's okay. We're all jealous of her friend, ME OF COURSE.
