There's no school today, so I wrote 2 chapters. Enjoy!
Love Story
Chapter 7:
That night in her room, Rachel took out her necklace and stared at it. Her gaze never broke, only that her eyes soften a little. She was in a world of her own. It seemed like eternity, until a few knocks broke her train of thoughts.
Rachel quickly hid her necklace under her pillow, "Who's that?"
"It's me, Kori. My Queen instructed me to bring in your supper."
Rachel opened the door, only allowed a little gap between the door and the wall, "It's okay. I'm not hungry." She then closed the door, and sighed.
Kori, although disappointed, kept a straight face. She entered the kitchen and dumped the supper into the trash bin.
"Rachel rejected the supper isn't it, Kori?"
Kori spun around to meet the gaze of the petite queen, "Yes, my Queen."
Queen Arella sighed, "That stubborn girl... I wonder if she got it from her father..."
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"Father, I'm back."
"Disappointed?"
"No," Richard hung his head low.
"It's okay, son. You are such a handsome young man. There's a lot of girls who wanted to marry you," King Bruce smiled.
Richard looked up with a stern expression plastered over his face, "I'm interested in Rachel. And only Rachel!"
His father chuckled. "What's so funny?"
"You're like me when I'm around your age."
Richard rolled his eyes and went into his room.
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The sky was splashed with warm hues of gold, orange and yellow as God himself had picked up his paint palette to play with his paint. The birds chirped happily, announcing a brand new day.
Rachel took a stroll in the garden. The morning dews were lazzing on the blades of the leaves as butterflies and bees fluttered among the flowers to collect nectar. She admired how freely the starlings and canary birds were flying. And living in a grand palace, she was a caged bird with its wings clipped.
A damsel in distress, waiting for a prince riding on a white horse to save her. These were all lies told in folk tales. They were fantasy which were not going to happen. She knew it all long.
"I wonder how Robin is doing..." Her mind wandered into her thoughts of Richard.
She mentally slapped herself. What am I thinking? Since when was I beginning to care for someone?
"If only we could escape this horrible world and live our own lives..." Rachel smiled a robin hovered in front of her. She reached up and stretched up her fingers. The bird gently landed on her delicate finger. It began to sing, singing a cheerful song. Rachel stroked its soft brown feathers.
Soon after, the bird flew. Rachel lifted her head up and gently smiled at the soaring robin until it faded from her vision into the depth of the azure blue sky.
"If we have the fate to be together, we will meet soon..."
Good? Bad? I think I wrote too much fate and stuff in this story...