The masquerade

Sugar

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May 22 at 3:26 am

I wake up to my stomach growling. "nooo" I grown into my pillow. I light a candle and walk down the stairs to the kitchen. And guess who's their of course Olivander. "what a surprise" I say he turns around "what a surprise i'm in my kitchen" he enunciates my "do you allways have to scare me?" he asks "i'm dearly sorry your highness I didn't know I was forbidden to eat." I say in a mock apologetic voice. He rolls his eyes "eat what you want just don't scare me." "what are you cooking?" I ask sitting on the counter. "pancakes want some?" "hmm" "i'm not going to put poison in it weirdo" "promise?" "promise" "fine only if I can help" I say hopping off the counter. "you can cook?" he asks "you're the prince not me" "true"

"I'm pretty sure it's two cups of sugar" "no it's one" "my mum taught me when I was five" "yeah mine too" "well how about one and a half then?" "what ever" "oh of course your an only child" "What's that supposed to mean?" "that you don't share" "you're right I don't" he says staring into my eyes. I look at the floor and I can practically feel him smirking.

It's almost five am now and were sitting on the counter eating the pancakes almost as good as my mums and arguing about the best books. "no pride and prejudice is the best romance book" I argue "Romeo and Juliet will allways be the best" "boring!" he rolls his eyes "it's a classic!" he argues back "it's boring" "what ever" "have you read pride and prejudice?" "nope" "oh my god how dare you this is offensive I can't evan look at you right now!" "fine i'll read it sheesh!" I clap "it's the best romance book tell me it's not when you're done with it" "ok I will"

"Bad night!" I shout as I stumble up the stairs to go back to bed "bad night!" he shouts back. If he stays up I will know he is a vampire that's been my theory for a little. He better not be grumpy when I wake back up. And I have to spend time with him because it's friday. What did I ever do to deserve this! I awaken from my slumber and tumble out of bed still half asleep. A knock at my door wakes me up. I swing the door open forgetting i'm wearing a short night gown with only under garnets and I haven't brushed my hair and it looks like an owl nest. it's Olivander of course he's holding a tiny dress and high heels. "Are you going to wear that?" I ask yawning he rolls his eyes. "No you are" "umm no i'm not" "well you have to" he says flatly "no way, I say what I will and will not do" "then why are you hear?" fair point "well-" "because I said so and now I say you have to wear this" "i'm-" "or would you like to speak with my father." "the king" he adds like I don't know "yeah I know i'm not an idiot-" "well" "interrupt me one more time!" he shoves the tiny dress and heels in my arms and walks away. I don't know how but I hate him evan more then I already did.

The dress is silk white and looks very tight it will probably end in the middle of my thighs. I've never worn somthing so short. I thought we were going to meet other royal families and have dinner or somthing but I have a sneaky suspicion that's not the case this dress doesn't look like a dinner with the queen dress. All I know is Olivander is evil and a liar don't forget it. it's so boring here and it's huge yet nothing is ever happening at my house somone is allways their in your business and I used to think it was a curse now i'm starting to think it was a blessing.

I walk into the bathroom and turn on the bath water when I hear a knock. I roll my eyes why can Olivander never leave me alone but I was just complaining about being alone so karma I guess. I run out of the bathroom and open the door when i'm immersed in a hug. I push them away out of instinct and also I think it's Olivander.

"Fiona!" I yell so loud the maids probably heard me. "yes the prince himself invited me here and did you see that fit bloke outside sheesh I think he's a guard" "wait slowdown how does the prince know you" "he sent me a letter" she hands it to me more like shoves it at me "he says he saw us talking for a long time at the ball and I could help you get ready for a party with royal families so of course I excepted! she practically was squealing by the end. "Fiona i'm so happy you're here I haven't seen anyone except that terrible Olivanders face!

"how could you ever get sick of that face it's gorgeous!" I start laughing "are you joking?" I relise she's not "he kidnapped me!" "he's still hot" she says shrugging and walking in. I roll my eyes "he is not open up your eyes if you spent two seconds with him you'd know." "sure sure now what are you going to wear?" she asks I walk over to the tiny white dress and hold it up. "Olivander says I have to wear this or talk to the king. I hate him he makes my life miserable" "that's a cute dress but it is quite short for a royal dinner" "oh yeah and he's a liar were not going to a royal dinner at least I think" I tell her more about what he's done while we sit on my giant bed.

"he's a peice of shit!" "Fiona!" "you were right and I really really hate liars!" she's pacing around the room with her finger on her chin "he is still hot though" she whispers I throw my hands up and roll my eyes while i'm still holding the dress. She turns to me on her heel as fast as lightning "ignore him!" she says like she just solved the worlds greatest mystery "what?" "he can't boss you around go tonight and ignore him and he'll want to know why you're mad and fix it" "okay" maybe he'll stop talking then.

"Cala if you wear this dress and are nice and talking to everyone but him he will get so jelouse!" why would he get jelouse I think those were the wronge choice of words Fiona doesn't understand we hate each other. I raise an eye brow at her "just go put it on!" She pushes me in the bathroom and shuts the door. I really don't want to wear this dress. I pull it on and it's evan shorter then I thought. I walk out of the bathroom. "oh my god Cala you look fabulous" she's circling around me like a vulture.

"I wish I could see his face when he see's you it's going to be priceless" she adds "I don't know he hates me remember" "sure" she says smirking. she will never understand will she. "I don't know about this dress" I say looking down at it "what if you wear a big coat that is a fashion right now" "thank you Fiona you're my best friend my only friend" I say running to hug her. She hugs me back "and Genevieve" I mumble into her shoulder "you're my best friend to." we both start laughing who knows why. "What should our friend group name be" I ask "how about the three musketeers?" "It's perfect!" we both keep laughing.

When she is done with my hair and makeup I look like a different person. "Who am I" I say out of shock as I touch my face. I've never worn makeup before I think that's somthing your mum is supposed to show you and mine never got the chance. "Call me if you need anything I have all the juicy gossip and dirt on people because i'm working for the papers now! But seriously Cala i'm always around evan if you just want to talk." she says looking at me seriously. I give her a nod and a fake smile because I know this is a one time thing.

Authors note: this chapters song is iris the cover I think is sadder so it depends what you want to here a sadder song or more up beat. Sorry this took awhile to update happy fourth of july by the way I know it's late though. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you liked it please comment anything I will read it. Ps I was drinking Strawberry milk while wrighting this and i'll admit it I totally planned it. Bye see you next time👋😊🍓