Philip could barely contain his excitement. She was really here. Right in front of him after all this time. It has been agonizingly long. As Grace took his hand, he could not help but smile. He was making sure to restrain himself. If she had no memories, then he would treat her gently. He learned that the hard way, many years ago when a witch had wiped all of Geneva’s memories.He remembered that he chased her into the sunflower fields. She saw him and took off like a frightened deer. She had thought that he was trying to punish her for her father’s debt, and he tried explaining the situation to her rather unsuccessfully.“Geneva! It’s me!” Philip took a couple of steps toward her. She was out of breath and stumbling back. “I would never hurt you.” “You, I don’t know you! Who are you?”
Grace sat on the edge of the cot. She was starting to feel overwhelmed by the events of the day. She leaned over and rubbed her eyes. “Wake up, wake up, wake up.” She dropped her hands to her lap. She had tried many different things like pinching and slapping herself, none of which have worked so far. She thought of Gwen, and how scared she must be, even though she would love the idea of Alloria itself.She laid down on the cot and stared at the top of the tent. The men were chattering amongst themselves outside. It was somewhat soothing but she could not get over how awkward she felt when she was around them. Although they were not supposed to exist, she felt like the odd one out. She considered that someone could have knocked her out, dragged her here, and they were all just a bunch of freaks cosplaying, but some things didn’t add up.She definitely saw fairies, and most certainly felt the ground shake with minitour storming towards her. She felt like it was real, even though she d
Grace clung to her horse as they galloped across the fields. When they came upon the village, Grace could barely believe her eyes, but there it was, three creatures with an uglier disposition than she could ever have imagined. They slowed down for a moment. “Your orders, Sire?” Rowan asked. “We target them one at a time. The trolls are dispersed, if one targets you and you are on your own, you run.” “Yes sir,” they answered together. “Grace-” “Sir.” Grace stumbled over her words, realizing t
“Your Highness-” “Please don’t call me that,” Philip glanced at Geneva. “Please,” he pleaded. Geneva took a deep breath. “It’s never going to happen. You and I both know that we are not destined to be together. You will marry some princess from far away land, for the sake of the kingdom.” “No, we can work this out,” Philip slammed the bars of the jail. Geneva had been locked inside, she had been charged with theft and treason. He knew that none of it was true, but his father used every means necessary to end their relationship. “I swear to you, I will find you a way out.” “It’s okay…it’s really okay,” Geneva took a step cl
Grace’s stiff legs made her more painfully aware of the possibility that this world was actually real. She was trying to hide her growing panic by shifting on the horse and keeping her face hidden with her hair. Her mouth became dry as her thoughts started to spin. What if there was no way back? What if she was trapped here forever? What would have happened if the minotaur or the troll had gotten to her faster? Would she really have drowned in that lake?Her heartbeat picked up and she tried to control her breathing before it could get out of hand. Now was not the time for a panic attack. She looked down at the necklace, trying to focus on something else. The tooth had a different likeness than any animal’ on earth. It looked like a crystal that had been shaved down, with fine white lines running from the top to the end. She wondered how it had come into the King’s possession. There were many things she wondered about the King.He seemed to be infatuated with her, believing she is Gen
Grace was stunned by the sight of the city from afar, but it only continued to exceed her expectations as the buildings got closer. This is what a person would describe as paradise, she thought. The sound of the horses’ hooves clattering against the roads drew many spectators' attention, as they watched from their windows or came out of their homes to see their knights return. A group of children also waved at her, and she smiled, waving back.As they left the outskirts of the city and approached the central streets in the marketplace, they saw large crowds of people from every age, gender and race, conducting their daily business. The soldiers stationed there, cleared a path for their party to pass through, and it felt like she was starring in a movie. However, none of the movies could quite compare to this, everything seemed brighter and better here – even the vast blue sky.Grace watched as Philip led the way to the palace at the top of the hill. There were great golden statues of
“Look at the time,” Kara stared at the sky. “Dinner should be served soon, and I heard you had an express invitation from the king.” “Alone?” Grace asked. “No, I will be there, the guards will join us, Rowan, as well, and Windsor I’m afraid.” “That’s a relief,” Grace said. “He’s a perfect gentleman if that is what you are concerned about,” Kara said. Grace nodded and followed her through the castle. Every room was unique in some way, but they all blended together seamlessly. The high ceilings and detailed embellishments on the walls and furniture did justice to the exterior of the palace. There were also many more statues, plated with gold, positio
Grace knew what she was doing wasn’t the best idea, but curiosity and panic were building up inside of her, and she needed an outlet. She couldn’t stay in her room anymore, it felt like the walls were closing in on her after that dinner. It was relatively easy to sneak out of the castle unnoticed. No one was expecting her to be awake after their journey. She knew she would be able to make her way back, and she hoped she would not get into too much trouble if she was caught.When she reached the city market, bells started ringing in the distance. Some soldiers rushed past her to find out what the emergency was at the palace, while the remaining soldiers became more vigilant for any suspicious behavior.Grace became distressed by the business of the streets, the shouts of the soldiers, and her spiraling thoughts. Was there a sure way home that didn’t involve taking a gamble with the petals in the garden? Or should she risk touching them? What if it didn’t work? What if leaving the palac