What Happens After the "Happily Ever After" *ON HOLD*

Chapter 2- Another girl is chasing me down... with a bow and arrow?

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2nd chapter here!

Got too bored waiting for all you wonderful readers to vote, so I created another chapter. Sorry if it's a bit slow, but it's needed so you know who they are!!

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PS Christophe is prononced chris-taw-f and Dimitri is deh-me-tree

Chapter 2- Another Girl is Chasing Me... With a Bow and Arrow?

Alex's (Charming's) POV

UGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!! I HATE BEING MARRIED!!!!!!!!!!! And guess what? I'm not just married to 1 wife-witch, oh no! Mother would never allow that. So, I now have not 1 wife-witch, not 2 wife-witches, but 3, count 'em, 3 wife-witches!!!!!!!!!!!! They're always ranting on about how I broke their favorite lamp, or that the curtain colors don't match the castle stone, or how I'm never home, or how the maids dropped the stupid pudding bowl!!!! I don't even like pudding!!!!!! Personally, I think that they were better off stuck wherever they were last.

On my way now to the next evil one. Cindy was bad enought! I mean, I feel bad for her because her stepfamily treated her like crap, but honestly! Couldn't she be a bit more considerate? Doesn't she know how hard it is to have more than one wife? Well, no, I suppose she doesn't. Heck, she doesn't even know I HAVE another wife. Neither do Whitney or Rory, but they're just as bad. And Uncle Henry's wedding is coming up! They'll all want me to take them! I'll have to tell them sooner or later.

Wait, who's over there in the shadows? Oh great. Another girl. W4;ait.;.. is that a bow and arrow?!?

Taylor's POV

ONE HOUR EARLIER

I love hunting. It calms me. Oh, hi there. I'm Taylor. Sorry, I didn't notice you there. You're new, you say?Here, let me give you an overview of my life. I'm a 25-year-old lady knight. I live in the castle. What castle, you ask? Good question. Well, you see... I am one out of King Phillip's two only lady knights, so I rightfully live in King Phillip's castle. You know which one I'm talking about. The one over the river and through the woods. I have 3 annoying, smart, (supposedly) handsome, and talented younger brothers. They are Dimitri, the oldest at 24, Christophe, the middle one, being 22, and Harry, who is 21. My mother and father are both dead. My mother died from pnemonia when she was 36, and my father died when he was 42 while he was on a mission. He was a knight. I still remember both of them. Harry and Christophe were too young to actually know Mom, but they still remember Dad a bit. If I concentrate, I can still smell my mother's perfume and see her face. She was a very beautiful and talented woman. She could do anything. She could even weild a dagger! When I was little, she always encouraged me to learn all I could about everything. Dad was wonderful. He was always so strong. He was my rock in the river. Whenever he came home from a mission, I would always run up and give him a hug. He always smelled like mint leaves, soap, and sawdust. I was 9, Dimitri was 8, Chrisophe was 6, and Harry was 5 when Mom died. It hurt us all alot. But, life went on. I, along with my brothers, am currently single, but I do like the figure of that one knight, Greg. Don't worry about my brothers, though. They'll have someone as arm candy by the end of the week. Yeah, they're those type of guys. The jock "playahs". Their Girls Of The Week from last week were Christina, Lily, and Miranda. I feel bad for the next ones. But I, being the honest sister I am, told them that I was geting sick of their player ways, and made them promise me that they wouldn't sleep with anyone for one week. It's day one, and so far they haven't broken any promises... yet. But it's been nice knowing that they aren't being complete manwhores for once. Oh yeah. I'm in a lot of after-"school" activites, like the book club. I'm also in the castle's dueling club, archery club, swordsmanship club, horseback-riding club, fencing club, jousting club, the debate club, the chess club, the checkers club, the potions club, the business club, and the science club. Yeah, I've got SKILL!

I started out as a normal girl, ya' know? Then, my brothers started to become knights. It started when I was 13. They would constantly tease me about them being better than me, and eventually, I got sick of it. I asked my father if it was possible for him to train me. He said yes, and I eventually surpassed even my brothers at being a knight. I then requested King Phillip that I become a knight. Uncle Phil, as I call him, knew how much I wanted this, but also knew that I wouldn't be respected if I was to become a knight now. In case you were wondering, I call King Phillip "Uncle Phil" because my father and him were very close friends. He (Uncle Phil) has only one child, a daughter named Amber. She is the other lady knight. She just happens to be my best friend, too. She is spontaneous, zany, insane, gloomy, happy, and just about any other adjective you can think of. But most of all, she's always there for me. Eventually, when I turned 19, as a birthday present, Uncle Phil made me a lady knight. By that time, my skills surpassed everyone else's that I met. Yet, because I was a woman, people looked down upon me, and said that I had only won with luck. So, for the most part, whenever I join a club, I disguise myself as a guy, so that no one looked down on me for joining all the boyish clubs, and not joining any girly clubs, like tea-making, or crocheting *gag*. Since my name is Taylor, I don't have to lie about my name, and I wear my hair as short as a guy's , so that problem is taken care of also.

Anyway, here I am, in the forest, on my horse Pee-Wee. No, Pee-Wee, or PW, as I like to call her, is not a Shetland pony, or any other type of pony, for that matter. PW is a black stallion. She also happens to be the largest of her kind. For all you misunderstanding people out there, no, PW is NOT fat. Back to the matter at hand. I was planning on hunting for some rabbits for dinner before I met you. Yes, I live in a palace, but the best kind of rabbit stew is when the rabbits are freshly caught. Bow and arrow in hand, I slowly dismount and tie up PW to the nearest tree. "Shh... Taylor will be back in a second, baby," I croon to PW. I then slink through the forest, silently as possible, looking for a fat, juicy one, and... *WAIT!!!!!!! Is that what I think I saw?* I think, as a flash of gold darts from around a tree, not 20 yd. away. *It must be the legendary Golden Deer of Balthazar!* I think. *Man, if i catch this, no one will think that I am worse than them. People will always respect me!* I think as I set off for the deer.

Sorry guys for not posting another chapter, but it is the end of the school year, and I was super mega

busy. Plus, you guys haven't given me even 5 votes! Promises of Harry, Christophe, and Dimitri POV for the next chapter! Also, if you see any sentences inclosed in these: ***** it means that that is someone's thought!

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