Chapter 3

I woke up in a soft bed. I figured I was dead when all I saw was white, so I sat up in the bed and looked around. The room I was in was white to. 'What the hell is with everything in the room being white? What am I, dead?' I thought to myself as I got off the bed and walked over to the full length mirror. As I stopped in front of the mirror, I nearly fainted from the sight. I didn't look like myself, literally, I didn't! It was weird, my hair wasn't short, it was long, straight, blonde, and almost floor length. My dress was pure white silk, with silver and black designs of lilies. What shocked me the most was the fact that I had a silver rose on the right side of my face, by my eye. I deemed it easy enough to hide with an eye patch, but then again my eyesight was terrible when I had to use only one eye. It didn't matter which eye it was.

I was admiring my appearance in the mirror when I noticed something engraved at the top of the mirror. 'To our dearest angelic daughter, Princess Isabelle.' The inscription was beautiful. Then as I was thinking over who the Princess was when I felt a warm breeze come in from the balcony doors. When I looked at the doors, I noticed that the doors were slightly ajar and the outside area was offsetting the pure white of the room, so I decided to check out why. I walked slowly to the door, I was still trying to get accustomed to the body I was in when as soon as I was in front of the door, I opened them and my eyes grew wide with shock and fear. I never really feel fear, in an immortals sense, they don't have fear, after 30 years of being who they are, they lose all sense of fear and happiness. Back on topic, sorry. Like I said, what I saw made me actually feel fear, and shock. The palace grounds were covered in fire that ranged from one end of the grounds to the other end. There were bodies on the ground as well, as I was staring at the bodies; memories came flooding into my head. They were the kingdoms people and servants, then I noticed two dead bodies on the ground just below the balcony. I couldn't make out who they belonged to but what shocked me more was the fact that Derek was on the roof of the palace staring as everything got burned to the ground. I saw his lips move but no sound came out. He mouthed 'Long live the Black Planet.' The Princess's mind caught up with mine and acted quicker than my mind could comprehend. I ended up screaming, note to self: gain control of my own mind, no matter if someone else is in it. Derek noticed me and smiled as he jumped down from the roof. Luckily he landed on the balcony railing behind me, because I started backing up for the door of the bedroom. Derek began to walk towards me, I kept thinking to myself on what I should do. And here's what I got: 1.) find a weapon and try to hold him off, 2.) rip the dress and fight him in hand to hand combat, or 3.) just keep backing up and run inside when I get the chance and wait for someone to rescue me.

I chose a combination of thought 1 and 3, just to see where it would get me. Yeah thought 1 didn't work the way I wanted it to and thought 2 was out of the question, no way was I going to fight Derek in hand-to-hand combat. Thought 3 was my only option, so I just continued to back up as Derek lunged for me with a sword in hand.

"I'm going to kill you, just like I killed your parents!" he said smiling.

I just stood there until something grabbed me from behind and pulled me back into the room. I shut my eyes, until whoever grabbed me said I could open them

"You're safe now, so you can open your eyes now, little one," the male voice said calmly.

I opened my eyes and saw a young man holding me. He was at least 6' 1", caramel blonde hair, and green-gold eyes and a pale complexion. I heard swords clanging together outside the doors of the room and I flinched.

"Calm down, it's alright." The man said calming me down. Just then the balcony doors opened again and another male walked in and placed a bloody sword on the table behind him. This man was about the same height as the other one, silver-gold eyes, medium length blue-black hair, and a pale complexion as well.

"Are you alright, miss?" the black haired male asked me, as he leaned down in front of me.

"Darren, brother, can't you see she's scared." The one holding me said.

"Ah please forgive me. Eric, don't be so rude." Darren said smiling.

They both looked at me and Eric asked, "May we ask your name?"

I looked at the mirror and re-read the inscription above the mirror.

"My name is Princess Isabelle." I replied calmly.