A/N: Sorry for the long wait guys I've been really busy and I lost motivation for this story, but I am back now and I hope you enjoy
The other girls had left the dorm to tend to their princesses necessities, leaving Julianna on her own; not entirely on her own, she was stuck with her intrusive thoughts about the whereabouts of her blonde friend.
Her fingers clutched the bed sheets and her hair fell around her like a halo. The dress she wore was crumpled as she lay in the bed.
A cold breeze fluttered past her, sending chills up Julianna's arms. She turned her head and noticed the far window was open and silently rocking back and forward in the wind.
Julianna lifted her head. She didn't open the window and none of her dorm mates had approached anywhere near it. Yes, she definitely remembered it being closed when she first entered the room.
Her feet hit the floor with a soundless thud. The heels she once wore were left discarded on the ground and Julianna already felt the soothing effects of the cold floor on her sore soles.
She made her way towards the open window, which was now beginning to feverishly swing open as if coaxing her curiosity forwards.
Now she was close, Julianna could make out the wide expanse of the woods beyond the school.
Blue iridescent trees sparkled bewitchingly, enclosing the castle from all sides.
Past them were darker more shaded trees that did not glisten like the ones around the castle.
They stretched for miles towards the horizon, passing the mountains that Sophie and her flew over when they first arrived, and Julianna wondered just what would live in forests like that and were they by any means friendly.
The jolt of cold air on her tan skin made her flinch, the dress, although beautiful, was of thin material, and Julianna stepped back to avoid another cold slice.
Large white oak wardrobes, with the initials of its designated princess loomed in one corner.
Julianna's was off to the right and upon being opened protruded the scent of sweet chamomile and lavender.
The wardrobe was indeed magic, because clothing for all weather began to fill the hangers.
Shoes - heels - filled the bottom and tiaras, headbands and other accessories lined the door.
Julianna inhaled the rich scent once again before picking a dark blue shawl to cover her shoulders.
She stepped tentatively towards the window ledge before fully emerging through the window.
It was far colder outside than Julianna had originally thought, and as the freezing girl clung tighter to her shawl she questioned why she was even out there in the first place.
Perhaps she simply needed a place to breathe for a moment, to finally let the events of the day run rampant through her mind.
The orientation, the realisation that they were never going home, accidentally catching a rose from a cute boy, making friends with a bunch of — wait...
The wind had reddened her cheeks profoundly.
Julianna stumbled over her previous thought formulating an excuse that her mind would hopefully believe.
She did not find Tedros in any way appealing, he was an arrogant prince who nearly got his head squashed because he was too obsessed with putting on a show for the crowd.
Yeah, she didn't care about Tedros, nor did he care about her. To him, she was simply a girl who accidentally caught the rose and who gave it to its rightful owner.
Her cheeks were scarlet at this point, and Julianna cursed the wind for its icy breeze.
The girl's eyes began to droop, as she stifled a yawn. Yet she remained outside and sat down on the stone floor, her feet hanging off the edge. The marble wall was not the most comfortable, but it was cool and smooth and Julianna did not seem to mind.
She finally let her eyes close, taking a deep breath and welcoming sleep with open arms.
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Julianna awoke upon the same wooden bed she had slept on since she was 10. She recognized the thatched ceiling immediately and promptly pulled the thin blanket off of her.
The floor gave a pained creak as she stepped onto the familiar planks of old timbre and the door still had the hole in it from when her brother broke it.
The metal handle was freezing and rusted, nearly falling off when she turned it. Julianna made her way down the steps into the kitchen she grew up in.
Something was off about it though. Her mother was not leaning over the fireplace tending to the hearth, her father was not sitting on his carving wooden weapons, and she couldn't hear her brothers ruff housing anywhere.
It was too quiet.
Julianna continued to search through the house, checking every bedroom upstairs and looking for any place her siblings could be hiding.
Nothing
She had one last room to look in, her parents bedroom. Never allowed in before Julianna hesitated when turning the knob and gingerly peaked inside.
A gasp left her lips as the door swung fully open, Julianna fell to her knees as she continued to stare into the room.
On the bed, lay her brothers, pale and unmoving. Their legs were mangled and claw marks covered their little bodies. They lay on the bed clasping each other's hands.
Julianna noticed the familiar shoes of her mother poking from beneath the bed. She couldn't walk let alone stand so she crawled towards the bed and pulled the shoes from beneath the bed.
Her mum was still wearing the shoes when she was pulled out from beneath the bed. Like her brothers, her mother lay wide eyed and frozen with claw marks all over her body. Her stomach was cut open and pools of red surrounded her. Blood stuck to Julianna's hands and knees as she began to cry.
Waterfalls of tears leaked from her eyes but she carried on looking around the room, adamant on finding her father. She refused to look at the bed.
The window was open and Julianna looked out at the town through glassy and watery eyes. It seemed abandoned and Julianna knew something was terribly wrong. Her eyes drifted downwards and she screamed and collapsed away from the window.
Her father lay outside on the first path leading to their house, pools of blood around his body and his head missing. Julianna couldn't take it anymore and curled up into a ball on the wooden floor.
She begged whatever was out there for help, for it to reverse time, for it to save her family...nothing happened.
Julianna kept screaming and crying and begging, but no one came. So she lay there surrounded by her dead family, not knowing what to do.
"NO NO NO PLEASE NO, NOT THEM PLEASE SOMEONE HELP! ANYBODY PLEASE! WHY? WHY MY FAMILY WHY ME? SAVE THEM!"
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Julianna felt someone rest their hand on her shoulders, opening her eyes, she was greeted by the ceiling of her dorm room and the worried faces of her dorm mates. She felt the tears on her face as she continued to look past them all.
"Julianna, are you okay sweetie? You were crying and screaming...we were worried." Kiko spoke hesitantly, as Julianna's eyes snapped towards the girl she smiled and replied.
"I'm fine, nothings wrong, just a little nightmare. Honestly I'm fine!" Julianna blinked and stood readying herself for the day ahead. Failing to notice the worried glances shared by her friends.
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Queen Of His Heart
Fanfiction"I'm still convinced that heels are a secret torture weapon...just me?" Julianna, like most children of Gavaldon, did not want to be taken. Yet she doesn't get the choice. Kidnapped that night, Julianna is thrown into a world of magic and fairytales...
