A few hours later I woke to the feeling of falling. Thought it was a dream but then I looked around and screamed I was metres from the ground. I tried to grab the air but there was nothing to grab, I screamed harder I didn't know what to do I just fell on the ground. How am I not dead I thought, the landing hurt confirming that this wasn't a dream. What happened? I have no idea. I was alone, scared well only for about 10 minutes, because after ten minutes of hard screaming. Some people in very shiny armour with a mountain painted on the shield marched around the corner. They marched up to me and the leader of the group said with a thick accent "hello young maiden, I am Sir Hemlock. Where are you from, you know it's dangerous to be out here?"
"My name is Rome Ever. I am from an island called Pulappli, Sir Hemlock " I replied
"You're not from here, are you? how did you get here?"
"I don't exactly know how I got here, Sir Hemlock. All I remember is reading this old book and then I think I fell asleep halfway through, then I woke up falling, about 7 metres above the ground." I explained. "Well you should probably come with us so you can sleep in our kingdom tonight. Then tomorrow we'll see what we should do with you." Sir Hemlock helped me off the ground. " oww" I screamed as I stood on my ankle. I was so scared and in shock that I hadn't noticed that I sprained my ankle when I fell.
"Sir Grant, carry the young maiden."
The next thing I know I am being carried by a knight, this was definitely the most eventful night of my life!
I slept in Sir Grant's arms for about 1 hour, when I woke up I half expected to wake up in the library, not looking at a grand fairytale like a castle! I thought that they were going to take me to a hotel or something, but they marched me up to the place.
I noticed that there was some kind of ball happening. People were flowing through the old doors as they marched up the many flights of stairs. People moved out of our way, as we walked into the castle. I saw people in the most amazing gowns, the people back home would have been so jealous. Some people looked at us, others bowed or curtsied as we made our way across the ballroom. Then we stopped, the king and queen made their way down, yet another set of stairs, how many stairs are there in this place I thought. Sir Hemlock announced their presence and then quickly talked to the king, then beckoned for Sir Grant and I. Sir Grant stepped forward with me in his arms then when we got to the thrones, he placed me on the ground. I had to lean against the knight.
"Good evening, young maiden, may I ask what your name is?" The king asked me.
"My name is Rome Ever, your majesty," I replied, even I could detect the slight pain in my voice.
"So Rome, what brings you to my kingdom?" The king questioned.
"It our kingdom, Zaine" the queen retorted,
"Yes yes Wendy, OUR kingdom." the king mocked, "What brings you OUR kingdom?"
"Well, err, you see, your majesty, I... umm sorta fell out of the sky and.."
"You fell out of the sky how ridiculous" the king cut in,
"How rude! Zaine, you're a king, for heaven's sake! Please continue, Rome" the queen scolded the king again
"Ok, so, I fell out of the sky and then your knights found me and brought me here" I explained
"Now, why were you in the sky, Rome?" the queen asked me. "Well I was reading in the library at one o'clock in the morning and.." then the king interrupted again
"One o'clock in the morning! It's only eight pm,"
"Zaine!" the queen hit her husband lightly "forgive my husband and please continue"
"Yes your majesty, so I was reading in the library at one o'clock in the morning, because women aren't allowed to read unless at school it was technically illegal but I love reading, so umm yeah and then I then I fell asleep and woke up, falling out of the sky!"
"Quite a story" the queen said the queen whispered to Sir Hemlock and he announced that the queen had to go and take care of something and had to retire for the night.
Haven't updated in a bit, sorry. I had lots of exams and assignments
AND I'M SO HAPPY I GET TO GO TO LOUIS TOMLINSON'S CONCERT ON THE 23RD OF JULY !!!!
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FantasíaI wrote this when I was 12, I'm currently rewriting it, its still not the best tho. Also I suck at descriptions Story is probably cliche, but anyway. if you don't like it, then don't comment and leave. constructive criticism is good tho. --------- O...
