The Light and Dark (A Fantasy Life Story)

Princess

Lindsey's POV

The door is about 4 feet taller than I am, and that's a bit intimidating when you are tall for a girl. And then an old man opens it. That's ironic. "Go away"! He shouts. "We're here to see the Dark Sultan". King Erik says. "I'm afraid that won't happen. Your Highness is very busy". He says. This guy must be the Mage, or something. "Please! We came all the way here from Castele and Port Puerto"! Angela cries. "I'm sick"! Emma coughs. "Yeah". Angela says, using a cheesy voice to back her up. "Sorry, but I cannot let you pass". The Mage says. I step up. "Listen man. You're treading on dangerous grounds. You're playing with powerful forces here, and I'm not just meaning by authority". I try to make myself as tough as possible, but I might hesitate if I actually have to attack him. "No". He simply replies.  "Magikknights, escort them out of here". He summons. The Magikknights come to his aid right away. They are wearing a dark black and red breastplate and helmet. They surround us with spears. I'm about to summon some dark magic, but I hear a sweet voice in the near distance. "Yoo hoo! Eldred! Let them go! What have I told you about interrogating visitors"? It calls. The guards put their weapons away. A girl about Emma, Angela, and my age comes down the stairs from the creepy tower. She has long, dark brown hair and eyes. She wears one  of those bangled skirts with the rattles on them. It is the Orange of the slushis that they serve at the Coca Corrina back in Port Puerto. This article of clothing is complete with a matching hood and gold eyeshadow on the girl's tan skin. "I'm soooooooo sorry that the Dark Mage, Eldred did that to you. Have a peppermint." She says. She hands each one of us a sweet candy. "Pardon me for not introducing myself! My name's Embrr, the Dark Sultan's little sister! Just don't call me princess. I'm respected, but not that much. In Al Magikk, girls can't take the throne, which is totally unfair! Would you like to come inside for tea"? She rambles. "So you're just gonna let strangers in? Just like that"? Eldred asks. "Back off, Eldred, or I'll turn you're outie into an innie!" She yells. Embrr... That's a royal name. She is the smallest heir to the throne. But her attitude makes me think that she doesn't exactly enjoy being a princess.