Once upon a time, in 15th century England, lives an 18 year old princess named Giselle. Her life was what most girls could dream of: wealth, incredible beauty, her parents, king Orpheus and Queen Danae, renowned for their golden hearts and wise rule, flourishing the kingdom, and would buy the world if she desired.
Her renowned beauty, consisting of gorgeous locks rivaling even the brightest rays of the sun and eyes glimmering like emeralds , has spread throughout lands across the ocean. With many suitors, from the humblest of peasants to the wealthiest of aristocrats, vying for her hand.
Her beauty wasn't just physical. She had a golden heart, like her parents, to match. Her favourite pastime was reading fairytales, knights rescuing princesses...
"Oh, how I dream of a tall, handsome, strong and brave prince to sweep me away like in those stories!" She murmured, sitting by her window ledge, lost in her imagination of her ideal partner, her 'true love', rescuing her from peril. "...and we have our first kiss.. than ride in the sunset... And live happily ever after!"
One dark night... "Ahhhh!"
Princess Giselle woke up in a dark, black bed, with matching walls and elegant paintings of black knights on dark horses. Thick books of many colours lined up neatly on the Mahogany shelves , adding colour to the black room. The only lights were dimly lit torches on the walls, along with a singular window.
"Hello princess."
"Morgath?!"
The next morning at 8 am...
Knock knock.
"Hello?" The maid, Elara, greeted. "Princess?"
Silence.
Without hesitation, Elara opened the door, greeted by a luxurious white room, decked with jewellery and gold, instead of the princess on the bed...
"Is that a parchment paper?" She wondered, picking it up and flipping it around.
"Dear King Orpheus and Queen Danae,
I'm sure this letter finds you in despair, for my plans to unfold in action. I have captured your daughter, Giselle , an angel amongst mortals, for her enchanting beauty, which has captivated me.
You shall be forbidden to see, or even talk to her, until the next full moon, when i shall bind our hearts in our grand wedding ceremony.
She is being held captive in the tallest of towers. But before you act,
Let this be a warning: any suitor who dares to oppose me, would find himself under the jaws of my dragon, or face a slow, agonizing death that i myself, have prepared for him.
Yours wickedly,
Morgath"
What?! Morgath?! The evil wizard who practices black magic?! I have to inform their majesties! She thought, rushing out of the door.
"Your majesties! You must see this!"
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Fastforward:
"... Yours wickedly, morgath?!" The queen read out loud, her face as white as sheet. Within seconds...
"Danae!" King Orpheus exclaimed, catching her before she landed on the ground. "Wake up my love!" Before turning to Elara. "What did the letter say, Elara?!"
"Morgath has kidnapped your daughter last night... And wants to marry her by the next full moon." Elara explained.
"What?!"
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Turning the plot black
HorrorHello readers! Welcome to my collection of dark twisted one shots! I'm sure you know many of these plots and fairytales, but what if they took a darker, and perhaps a bloodier, turn? Disclaimer: this is rated mature for its dark themes , such as vi...
