Her cries brought me back to the dark stone walls, the sound of sobbing ruined my beautiful fantasy of a headless prince. Ugh, she was getting so annoying. I don't even understand why she is crying. Sure she is locked up in a tall tower, and sure there is only one window to get in and out but that doesn't give her the right to cry!737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡidXMxaCge8
"Why ARE you CRYING?!" 737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡViECFHq6sD
I clearly startled her because her wailing ceased, she gazed up at me with her glistening crystal eyes, mascara smeared down her cheeks. She sniffled737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgcoAlgUZij
"Why do you think? You stole me from my home, my family and my future! And you weren't even gentle! I have bruises everywhere! What the golly goodness did you do to me?!"737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGjGMdSTqiY
"Well if you had woken up the first time I kicked you, I wouldn't have had to do it four more times!" I turn away rolling my eyes leaving her spluttering something about 'manners' or 'etiquette' or some other unimportant blabber. Ugh, she is such a drama queen!
It's not that big of a deal. I have learnt about other witches that have done much, much worse. Besides, she knows her prince, the man 'destined' to save her, was coming. So why is this stupid pink puffball still crying?
At some point, the pink puffball started to talk again,737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7EvdCIv2U2
"Why......why are you doing t-this?" 737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxegSkai2bJ
I turned to face her737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK1cCycFQe1
"Why do you think I am doing this? Princess."737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqkCR5Hs3iq
She looked up at me, tears streaming down her face, and said737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpeAKzHxIHq
"How am I supposed to know? I AM THE VICTIM!"
That made me snap737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2afvToixDe
"Victim? Victim?! You think you're the victim? You? The one who made friends easily. The one who gets whatever she wants, whenever she wants. Snaps her dainty little fingers and Daddy's little servants obey your every command! You, the one who has never had a proper hardship in her life! You think you're the victim? You are pathetic to think you are the victim."
The girl stared at me, shock and anger evident in her eyes.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL64Qb1xsjB
"I am the next in line for the greatest throne in the world! How, pray tell, am I pathetic?" 737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡekQ0OO6Dey
I scoff "Great? You think Mercia is great?"737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8PM7JxQf1X
I was beginning to get annoyed with this pink puffball's stupidity. 737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOkfBypQNSq
"The fact that you are the heir to a kingdom that is too blind with "peace" to see the evil thats lurking right under your perfectly polished nose. That is what makes you, and all the generations before you, pathetic and nëive"
She glared up at me in an attempt to bring herself some dignity but failing because of all the makeup streaming down her face. 737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ838BvCagz5
"I don't understand what you're talking about. Explain it to me."737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkugY05YtCg
I lifted my chin so I was looking down on her instead of looking at her.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH5koHGf5cr
"I shouldn't need to explain something so obvious. Although, in time, you'll see what I mean."737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwdAwRYfxKk
"Stop speaking jibberish! Soon my prince shall come, and you shall be imprisoned for this treachery!"
I tune her out, my eyes scanning for said hero. The pink puffball started crying again. Vidar give me strength, when will this nuisance shut up?737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7C54fBOeKj
"I don't, I don't understand... Are you narrating everything?"737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhzu9VW8Yhb
My gaze is torn from the window as I focus on her. Surprised by her comment I can only stare.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnVKFhegz4U
"You are narrating everything. Are you out of your mind? Or just incredibly annoying?"737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwruzvXRXK7
The puff is smiling at me. Like a cat who got the cream. Little does she know that two can play her game.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm0T5viwKMT
"Maybe a little bit of both"737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJYIwYPhGdq
"y-you Psychopath!"737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡONdgQbyuKZ
A small smile graces my lips, like a ghost of a memory.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGk24fjNhhZ
"Yes, but Princess. Thats what makes it so fun"
The puffball began her useless sobbing once again when she realised I won this battle. She lifts her head, eyes darting quickly to see if I am still paying attention.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWZQAHrdGV7
"I-its Arya."737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt3AWuAHA2Y
The words are soft, compared to her previous outburst and I nearly miss them.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhGFJZ5pRbk
"Not 'puffball'. My name is Arya Havilliard, daughter of Roman Havillard- King of Mercia. And you will show me some respect!"737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYSG3EpKllO
Arya's eyes blazed with an emotion I haven't seen for a long time. It was pride. It was enough to silence me, and soon her eyes sparkled with satisfaction.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM4gyYpOpD5
"Alright Princess, you win this round."
Soon the world fell silent, no longer the birds sang, no longer the wind howled. It was like the time stopped. The only sound was my heart beginning to pound. He was close. The Prince was here to save his princess.
Arya noticed this too. She started to struggle against the ropes that bind her, trying to fix her smudged makeup, neatened up her once perfectly groomed blonde hair, and straighten up her impossibly poofy pink dress and diamond tiara. She was failing miserably.
Suddenly the window was flung open throwing me across the room, a beautiful boy with flowing brown hair, chiselled jaw and strong build climbed over the window sill. The Prince rose and his deep chocolate eyes swept the room, straight away spotting his princess illuminated in the sunlight the open window let in. I mean how could he not, her damned dress stood out like a beacon. However, once he acknowledged her, instead of rushing to her side and stealing true loves kiss, his eyes continued to scan the room. He is looking for me, the so-called 'Evil Witch' you'd think people would be more creative with their nicknames right?737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdazkXBpXKx
"Is she narrating?"737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs1d9P0uoZS
I snap back into reality and watch as the Prince and his princess exchange confused looks, she shrugs and he looks back at me. Now staring at me, his eyes bore into mine I notice his face isn't exactly flawless. He has a dimple on his right cheek and there are lines on his forehead and bruises under his eyes, evidence of sleepless nights searching for Arya.
Arya of course. The Prince is here for her, and I, being the witch. Must defeat him. I began chanting a spell, his eyes still locked on mine, his slightly confused look changes to one of shock and another strange emotion I haven't ever seen flashes through his eyes. Whatever the expression, it soon changed as his instincts took over and he reached for his sword. Before he drew it however he froze and did something strange. Something that terrified me. Making me completely unable to do anything except just stand there and stare. Was this fear or possibly something else?
The Prince didn't draw his sword, hold it to my neck or demand me to surrender. Neither did he try attacking me, or attempted to save his princess and run away. He did nothing a normal prince-a hero from my textbooks- would do.
Instead, he removed his hand from the hilt of his sword and just stood there. Looking slightly dazed but completly happy. Staring directly into my eyes Arya's saviour smiled.
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