library of souls

now the villain.

Library of souls  (pictures and link to a playlist to listen to whilst reading provided at the end of the story) 

authors note: if i get a decent amount of reads i will make a chapter two:) 

200 years ago a tale founded, 2 best friends one royal (Beatrice) and one witch (Marvila), they were inseparable bounded by the hips they never left each others side it was merely a friendship match made in heaven ,until it wasn't, they were both of age and out in society becoming women looking for the perfect husband, thats when Sir lord Benedict had appeared, the perfect man indeed he was, as both friends became secretly involve with Sir lord Benedict their once pure and once in a life time friendship soon became a 'under the table' rivalry on who was to marry Benedict, as the biggest ball and the most talked abut event had rolled around the two friends were on edge on who was to be asked by Benedict for a dance, they spent weeks preparing them selfs to look their best, they practiced there ball room manners and danced there feet off each night in hopes they were to be asked by their one true love the man of their dreams the one for them , the day has finally approached as the two "friends" were nervous yet confident at the same time they both still had wished things were different, they didn't wish they had both fallen for the same man, but they did and this was the cruel and harsh realty and they knew it, as they both stepped out of their homes, it was raining but not in which way the rain was bothersome it offered a sense calming aroma and beautiful sounds as the soft raindrops hit the hard floor, a letter was delivered to Marvila "come to the library of souls" it said at the bottom signed "Sir lord Benedict" her face beamed with excitement and pride as she finally thought to her self that she had won him over finally she had one thing her beautiful wealthy and royal best friend did not, as she ran to a different carriage she asked to be dropped off at the library of souls, most famous for its wide selection of old books past down from wealthy family's, but thats not all it was known for, it was rumoured the big historical and beautifully comforting library had be haunted by souls of the authors who spent there lives perfecting their books which ended up in that widely famous library. As she ran down the hall outside of the old historical library in the rain her long beautiful dark green silk dress soaked as it glided against the hard brick floor searching everywhere for her true love, he was no where in sight, she started crying out to him "where are you!!! My lord where ever would you be" as she fell to the floor rain pouring on her face mixing in with her tears she saw a note in the corner of her eye " in room 37" it wrote, she got up hastily running to room 37, as she got to the room she walked in "Benedict! My love come out" she screamed, foots steps approached they sounded awfully familiar, they were a women footsteps for sure, more specifically they sounded like her best friend foot steps she turned around makeup running down her face, her hair and dress soaked, as she looked into her best friends eyes " why ever would you do this to me, it was fair before was it not?" She cried "it was before this but no one ever wins fair and you out of all people should know that" she smirked as she closed the door Marvila heard the sound of the key turn and thrown into the near by pound "HELP!! IM LOCKED" as she tried turning the door knob she soon realized she could not she fell to the floor as she rested her head agent the wooden door she cried silently to her self as a voice spoke " you are a witch aren't you?" Marvila jumped at the sound of the unfamiliar voice she turned and saw the huge library filled with ghosts of authors of the past it was truly a beautiful sight " y-yes I am, why do you ask?" "then place a curse on the family" the ghost cut off, this curse will forever shape the future "what ever do you mean" "I mean place a curse on the family" as the ghost floated up to the highest shelf of the magical library  she pulled pulled a old looking book , the ghost opened the book to the black haired witch" this one" as the ghost pointed to the curse Marvila nodded as she promised "each first born daughter in the royal family shall be stuck in this very same library I was in prisoned in" she looked at the page and  said the curse and the deed was done she looked up at the ghost and nodded as she got off the floor she picked the dark green silk dress and held it in her hands, she asked the ghost if she could go out and unlock the door as the ghost nodded and smirked, the door opened and she walked out, a smirk appeared on her face she found her self walking down the library of souls once again her dark green dress  gliding against the hard floor as the rain poured hard and loud  intense music played in the background she walked with full confidence and had a new energy, an aura of "Im powerful and Im fully aware", this time as she walked down the hallway of the library of souls, she was the villain of the story, and she liked it.