Snow
"Want to know how to make a snowball?" I asked Queenie. Queenie is the queen's daughter. I am her assigned playmate and guard. She wore a green and blue dress, and no shoes. Her eyes were blue, and her lips were Scarlet. She always had a hand-made golden crown hairpin, in her blonde hair. Her mother puts it on her because she doesn't like the real crown.
I never wore anything that pretty before. I am the Captain's daughter. My father is the head guard. I always put on armour. NOT dresses and hairpins. My mother did braid my hair though. I had on a black skirt (Erza Reference. If you can tell me who Erza is, I will put you in this story.). I kept two daggers and a piece of steel with me. My eyes are gray, and my hair is brown.
"Yeah!" she says. I teach her how to make a snowball.
It seems so far away now...
A year after that we met the Duke. "What's your name?" Queenie asks sheepishly from behind me. "Sir Wentworth the III, and who might you be?" he said. "Queenie Wickshire" she said. She seemed to trust him. I didn't, and I never will. He gave off a weird aura. Oh well, I guess thats just apart of being a guard in training.
Queenie's mother fell in love with him. About a month within meeting him, they got married and he became king. Two years went by, and I turned fifteen. Queenie and I have always been the same age. Her birthday is next week. I am one week older than her. For a celebration of her birthday, Wentworth invited the royal court to a brunch. The queen never came. I assumed she was still sewing something. A minute, two, ten, went by. I got up to check on her.
I knocked on the door. "May I come in?" I asked. No answer. "Your majesty?". No answer. I walked in on the horrifying sight of the queen. She lay on the bed with a sword in her chest. I walk up to her.I looked to see if she was breathing. She wasn't. I ran back to the dining room.
"Sir" I whispered in Wentworth's ear, "The queen, she's dead." It made his eyes widen. But he tried to make it seem normal so it wouldn't alarm anyone. But it alarmed Queenie. "What?" she said, "Whats happened?" I started to think about how her mother treated me. When I wasn't training, she would let us play as the royal court. When the royal court had no decisions to make, they would make up fake laws to agree about. She would help up bake things in the kitchen. The queen. princess, and guard.
I felt tears roll down my cheeks. They instantly froze. It alarmed her even more. She knew something has happened, because I have never cried. "Mother!" she yelled. She ran through the castle and up the steps to her mother's bedchamber. I came into the room to see Queenie stand in shock at her mother. Multiple people from the court walked in after me. Gasps came from each person. A few screams were heard.
I tried to calm the crowd down as my father, scanned the area. "This was no accident!" he said, "No one could get in, unless they used the door." The windows had bars on them to make sure this wouldn't happen. I confort Queenie, as she cried in my arms. The whole situation was dreadful, but I knew who killed the queen...
At the funeral...
The burial was sad. Queenie hated it. I kept her close. Wentworth has a small smile on his face. I had to cut the ribbon above the casket. I pulled out my dagger and cut it. It laid out the flag. The flag she created...
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"Father you need to believe me!" I said, "Wentworth killed the queen!" " It is Sir Wentworth, and why would he kill the queen?" he said. I picked up a Elvin barrel of beer. "Because he wanted the gold, the kingdom, and the castle!" I shouted. "Quiet down!" he said. "Sorry." "He loved the queen, why would he kill her?". He picked up a cup and dipped it in the barrel of beer. He poured a little of it in a cut and slid it across the table to me. I drank it. "Don't let your mother know that I let you drink that." he said. I smiled and nodded. "No more talk about this." he said. I nodded. I had given up. If Wentworth killed the queen, he got away with it.
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Hello guys! So on Hybrid High, I am on writer's block and I can't think of anything. I think it's like once a story gets good, I loose all track of memory and go dumb for a while. I think it's odd, my friends think its funny. Anyway, I hope you liked chapter 1! It was fun writing that!!! I will have an update soon. Oh, and I will be deleting Echotale Love PT1 because it was a B.S. story. And ANIME is wayyyyyyyyyy better than UT. But I still love UT. Anyway, I will see you next chapter. So don't brush this chapter off yet. Buh Bye!
Kawaii-Kitty
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Fire and Ice
FantasyI watched the entire forest burn down. I will kill her. She will pay for this. I looked over at Queenie, who's face was stained with tears. I walked over to her and wiped them off. "We'll get through this." I said, in a soft tone. She gave me slight...
