Alone (An Original Story)

Copyright Kim Blacknall 2010

Chapter 1

“Alright send in the next guy.” I boldly said to my adviser. None of these guys were worth my time-but then again-who was? These guys were just a new way to waste my time.

“They’re not just any guys-they are your suitors. And by law of the late King you will choose one to marry by the end of the year on your birthday.” My adviser's scratchy voice echoed through my ears. He is wayyyy to close to me. I need my personal space.

“Please keep your distance Mathew.” I slightly glared at him so he would know I wasn’t in the mood, who would be after meeting so many stuck up princes?

“As you wish Princess Rayne.” He mutters as he takes 2 steps away from me and signaling the guards to let another ‘suitor’ come in.

The next guy walks through he double doors. He is a shy guy with very dark brown hair. A shy guy, not my type at all.

“Next.” I say loudly, feeling tired of these Princes that will never amount to anything.

“But Princess! He hasn’t even given his name yet!” he saw the young prince run off sobbing, he tries to call after him-but to no avail. Mathew looks at me with disapproval.

“Now princess-this is the last suitor for a few days. Will you at least let him finish talking before you send him out?”

I huffed-not promising anything. I will see if this guy catches my interest.

Just before the door opens I hear some commotion from the other side. The doors open and two guards toss in a guy...was he my next suitor?

“You guys can’t take a joke can you?” he laughs at the guards. I felt surprisingly interested-even though I haven’t seen his face yet, only the back of his light brown hair.

“What if I don’t even like the snobby princess?!” he shouts to the guards as they slam the doors shut. I stood up and started walking towards him. My adviser tries to call me back-but I didn’t even hear him, I was too furious. The nerve of this guy! Calling me snobby-how dare he! Nobody talks to me, or about me, like that.

I stop in front of him, his back to me and I stomp my foot waiting for him to turn around and face me like a man.

“And let me guess this must be-”he turns around and our eyes catch for a split second before he looks at the wall, completely ignoring me. I only had a small glimpse of his eyes-but I couldn’t get a good enough look to what color they were...“The Princess” he breathes still looking to the wall, like his breath was stolen from him. I ignore his odd behavior and start complaining-or how I like to put it, telling him what I dislike about him already.

“Hey jerk you can’t just storm in here. I am supposed to be meeting suitors-not some guy they found on the street. And by the way you smell, you must be a stable boy.” I huff and cross my arms.

“I am not just some guy your idiotic guards found on the street. I am Prince Ivan. I only smell bad because I rode here-I didn’t ride the carriage like some snobby Prince would usually do. And I can storm in here since I am one of your suitors. The best of your suitors in fact.” I think he just winked at the wall...why wouldn’t he look at me? Oh well...not like I cared.

I turned away from him-now feeling his gaze on me. I walked back to my chair and sat down, avoiding looking at him except through the corner of my eye.

“Well you obviously know I am Princess Rayne. That’s R-A-Y-N-E. When you write too your parents that you won’t be marrying me-make sure to spell my name right.”

“Oh-so you’re snobby, and feisty.” I felt my face heat up but he wasn’t finished talking. “Well I’m sure I can cure you of your snobby attitude.” I turned and glared at him but he wasn’t looking at me-he was still looking at the wall. “And I think I’ll keep the feisty part of you. It turns me on.” He finally looked at me and winked-letting me see one of his baby blue eyes. I knew I was flushed now. I’ve never had a guy, let alone Prince -speak to me like that before. The nerve of this guy messing with my feelings like this. It made me feel like my stomach was turning...but did I like it?

He turned away, and I think I actually sat up a little-wanting to look at his eyes again. He started walking away-getting slower as he finally reached the door.

“Well I will be seeing you later princess-don’t miss me too much.” he chuckled and opened the door and walked out.

“Well-don’t worry Princess. I will personally make sure he doesn’t come anywhere near you again-what a rude Prince!” Mathew huffed, how annoying..

“Mathew!” I shout to my adviser-wishing he would just shut up already.

“Yes your highness?” he said softly-not trying to get on my bad side. A little too late-he has been on my bad side for a few years.

“I expect to see all of the suitors that I let speak their name at the ball tomorrow night. I don’t care who said their name. I want them there.”

“Even Prince Ivan?” he said surprised...but then again, so was I. He knows as well as I do that I have never shown any interest in the suitors that had come to see me in the past.

Not like I was showing interest in Prince Ivan...

“Yes.” I said a little too quickly. I stuttered some nonsense before speaking “I want him to personally apologize to me for being so rude.” Mathew looked at me for a minute before jotting something down on his memo pad.

“I will make sure to invite him.” He muttered-apparently disliking Prince Ivan more than I thought.

“You will make sure he is there.” I demanded before walking off to my chamber to lie down. I was sick of seeing so many men pretending to want me just for my parent’s money.

*The next night*

I open my window and walk onto my balcony-making sure the door stayed open. If it closed I would be stuck up here until a maid came and got me. And that has happened more than once.

The sun was just setting-making the sky orange and purple, with a dark blue only if I looked directly above me. I loved this time of day-if today I wasn’t wearing this long dress.

It was a blue fabric, had straps that hugged the side of my shoulders, and was tight enough that if I yawned-I would probably break some stitches. Yeah, not the most comfortable thing in the world.

I sigh as the last bit of the sun set. The colors were darker-but it was still bright enough to see down on the first floor. My window faced the back of the castle, the garden, and the stables on the side of the house that I could barely see because it was more on the other side of the castle. I don’t know why I couldn’t just skip my party and stay up here to watch the stars.

Oh yeah I know why, because people at the party would be looking for the host sooner or later...I would need to go back in and finish getting ready.

I turn around and groan. The door was closed-and it was always locked from the inside. I flop down in the chair that I keep out here because I get stuck here so often. I lean back in my comfy chair and close my eyes.

“You know Beautiful,” my eyes open at the sound of a young kid’s voice “you will miss your party if you stay up here.”

My eyes widen as I gaze upon the short kid. He is cloaked in a black outfit with a  cape and a mask over his face, only allowing me to see the slits where his eyes are and some short hair sticking out of the top of the mask is.

“Who are you?” I ask, my voice slightly cracking because of my confusion. How did a boy about the age of 6 or 7 got up on the second floor of my balcony? “And how old are you?” After a few moments of realizing he wasn’t going to answer I asked a different question, and in my stronger voice.

“How did you get up here?” The kid chuckled and I found myself a little frightened. This kid was weird. He jumped off of the balcony railing he was standing on and landed in front of my chair.

“Do not be afraid little Rayne. I only wondered if you wanted help from me.” He said, leaning back on the railing of the balcony. His voice was very childish.

“Why would I need help from you?” I pouted turning my head away from him.

I gasped as his tiny gloved hand grabbed my face and made me look him right in the eyes.

Our faces were so close I could feel his breath on me even through the mask. I gulped.

“Because who else is going to come get the heartless Princess Rayne?” he said harshly and jerked my face to the side while letting it go. He walked to the balcony and was about to climb off when I got out of my chair as fast as I could.

I felt a tear slide down my face. I was crying? Why? I grabbed on to his sleeve and gently tugged-silently asking him for help.

“Princess, you need to realize you are heartless. And that is the only reason you are alone. You destroyed that heart with that teddy bear.” He speaks to me, but seems distant.

I opened and closed my mouth-no words coming out. I was so surprised. What teddy bear? I felt like he saw right through me. I felt like he knew about my past-he knew about me. He knows that I’ve always been alone.

He looks into my crying eyes and his face softens for a moment. He pulls me close to his body and kisses my forehead through his mask-making me sit and cry into his tiny arms.

“I’m sorry Rayne, come on...” he helped me stand and walk over to my balcony door. I closed my eyes as I felt the cool air of my room-how did he get in? Magic?

He walked me to my bed, but I still wouldn’t let go of his hand.

“Rayne-you have to let go now.” He whispered. “I’m not allowed to stay here long.”

“Will I ever have people care about me? How will I get people to love me? How will I regain my memories?” I whispered as my eyes suddenly felt very droopy.

I just hear his soft voice “Don’t worry Princess; I am only another memory to you.”

As the darkness overcame my vision and I fell fast asleep.

Copyright Kim Blacknall 2010

Here is chapter 2 of alone if you liked this chapter and want to read more :)

http://hubpages.com/hub/Alone-Ch-2-by-Starqueen113