The Chance Encounter

Part one

Regina’s POV:

It’s been a few weeks since Daniel’s death, and all I have been able to do is mope around dreading the inevitable day that I would be moving into the King’s castle. No matter how much I plead or my several attempts to run away, Cora will never allow me to back out of this wedding. So every night, I sit and I pray for a miracle that will grant me freedom. Freedom to mourn, to leave, and just be in peace. I’ve never wanted to be Royalty or have Power. That’s Cora’s dream. The dream that she’s forcing me to carry out on her behalf.

As I sit on the window sill praying to whatever higher power there is to save me, I see a dim green light floating in the air. It must be a firefly. I watch the firefly in awe, jealous of its ability to fly freely as it pleases and not having to worry about all the horrors of this world. As the firefly gets closer, it’s starting to look bigger and brighter.

I watch in shock as what I thought was a firefly lands on the sill next to me.

“Hi Regina, my name is Tinkerbell” the small voice says.

“You, you’re a fairy?”

“Yes, Regina.”

“Wow. I had no idea, fairies were actually real.”

“Your mom has magical powers, but you doubted the existence of fairies?” she asks giggling.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the irony. “I guess you do have a point.”

“I’ve been watching you for the last week or so. I noticed you sit here every night staring up at the moon and the stars. I figured you would maybe like some company.”

“I would love that. I don’t have any friends.”

From that night on, Tinkerbell and I became the best of friends. Everynight, once the sun has set, Tinkerbell makes her way over to my window sill. We spend our nights talking about anything and everything. Our conversations had started out light. She taught me about magic, other magical beings, we talked about nature, the beauty of the world. She made it so easy for me to befriend her. She listened closely to everything I had to say. She challenged my knowledge. She opened up my perspective. Eventually we started having deeper conversations revolving about friendships, family, relationships and love. It was until after a few weeks or so that I told her about Daniel.

Tinkerbell spent a week teaching me about love. She insists that there’s still someone out there for me. She says that we’ll love many times in different forms. With each love and heartbreak, we’re supposed to learn more. More about ourselves, more about our emotions, and how to express ourselves as we grow and evolve. She believes that Daniel was in my life to teach me how to love. How to freely give my heart to someone. Losing him may have crushed me, but that doesn’t mean the pieces of my heart can’t be picked up.

It’s not that I don’t want to believe her. To love and be loved is what we all want in this world, right? Except for maybe Cora. But, Daniel was my everything. We wanted a life together. A small cute house, a few kids, and growing old together. If her words are true, it’s only a matter of weeks before I have to marry the King. How am I supposed to find my True Love? Even if I found him, Cora would just kill him too, so I don’t ruin her plans of marrying me off to the King.