Zathara kneeled at the water's edge and let tears flow down her cheeks. This wasn't fair. They couldn't do this to her.
Her tears reached the tranquil waters of the spirit oasis, creating ripples in the water. In the center, Twi and La circled endlessly. As she stared at them, she could swear she saw the fish glow, but as soon as she gave them a second glance, the glow was gone.
"I knew you would be here," said a voice behind her. Zathara jumped and turned around.
"Don't scare me like that, Destin," she said, getting up to hug her brother's close friend.
"Sorry, Princess," he quipped, a smirk growing on his face as Zathara made a face at the name. Just then, Noriko walked in. She was panting heavily again.
"There you are," the maid said between breaths. It only took one glance between Destin and Zathara to make a plan. The princess jumped on Destin's back and he ran past the maid, who turned to shout at the youths.
A few minutes later, the two were laughing. Their cheeks were bright red and their hair was covered with snow. Zathara lied lazily in the snow, careful not to move in case her snow angel would be ruined. Destin had started to make a snowman.
Suddenly, Zathara's vision was filled with white, and the snow pierced her face. She blubbered, sat up and wiped the snow off her face, forgetting all about her snow angel. Destin was already running away, obviously guilty. Zathara grinned and formed a snowball in her hand. Then she froze a long path of ice and jumped on it, sliding after Destin, slowly gaining up. As she whizzed past him, she threw the snowball at him. The snow hit its target and Destin slowed down. Zathara giggled as she came to a stop, looking back at him.
Someone cleared their throat and Zathara turned around to face boots. She followed the boots up to the face of her father, who had a look of disapproval on his face. Next to him stood his advisors, Kyle, and Kano. Zathara stood up quickly.
"Father," she said lightly, tilting her head down, "I-"
"No excuses," was all he said before two guards came from behind, each taking her by the arm. She struggled and thrashed about as they dragged her toward the palace. At one point, she froze their feet to the ground, but a man came up and unfroze them, glaring at her as if she were the ugliest thing that he had ever seen. One of the guards jabbed her at a pressure point, and her body went limp. She hung her head, glaring at her father and his advisors and Kano through strands of her now wild hair that had fallen in her face. Kyle looked on sympathetically.
"I HATE YOU!" she screamed, her voice piercing the air, going up octaves. Her father didn't give her a second glance. Nor did his advisors. The group walked on, past Destin, who stood a ways off. He looked apologetically at Zathara. She glared at him.
The guards continued to drag her to her room.
Woohoo! No more writers' block! *dances* And now you all shall wait while The BloodBender at Full Moon types chapter four! :p
~Larcian