Estora hugged herself; Karigan had come back from the dead. She smiled, how happy she was that her friend was alive. And jealous… no, stop. She cut her train of thought, but it kept coming back. Karigan was sooo lucky; the King loved her, even though he was supposed to get married with me, Estora. It was always Karigan, are you all right? Where's Karigan? Is Karigan hurt? Grrr, why can't it be me! She was so jealous right now.
Yes I know that this chap is only 100 words long but it's essentially for the next few chapters. I got the idea from one of the reviews. But just trust me, you'll understand in later chapters. Please give me ideas!