Chapter Six

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{This is what I think the lake looks like, but instead of the mountains, in one spot there would be a run down mossy castle.}


Chapter Six:


{Alivia's P O V}


Days had turned to weeks, and weeks had turned to months. It had been three months since I've been trapped here at the Enchanted Castle, according to Antonio. Not that I talked to him much. I did not want to converse with someone who kidnapped me and helped turn me into a majestic bird.

Everyday I would lose a sliver of hope of Grant, or really anyone finding me. The only company I had was a turtle, a frog and the sounds of the waves on the black lake on which the Enchanted Castle rested beside. 

How is a turtle and a frog your friend you ask? Well, it was a rather odd and weird sensation when I met them:...

It was the first week I had been here, and it was a full moon in the sky. Which I now realize enables me to be a human for just a sliver more of time than normal.

 I had been walking around the large moat beside the run down castle which, Rupert, the man whom kidnapped me, and Antonio's father and Elise, when I stumbled upon a small rose bush that led up to the top of a tree.

The bush's large size made it appear more than a bush but a vine. It's red buds and blooms adding to its majestic beauty. So I pushed back the vines, surprisingly no thorns pricking me or my still bright as light white dress on the way in. 

The vines trapping me inside, no signs that I either entered or excited in here.

I turned around and saw a small waterfall, a bench and what looked like a hammock made by God himself. It was beautiful, moss covered the ground, my bare feet enjoying the feel of it. 

But what I most enjoyed was the small hole above allowing the sunlight and the moonlight able to shine through.

I had decided to stick my feet in the water. Despite my hours upon hours sleeping on the black lake, and swimming, I never got to enjoy it, and I never got to enjoy in my true form. As a human.

I laid my head back, my feet and the bottom half of my dress floating in the water. I closed my eyes for what felt like a few seconds, when I heard what I thought were voices in my dreams.

"Who do you think she is? A maid, an angry witch? An angle?" I heard a slower voice speak. "No, I zink she is a princess! Free to lift me from my curse!" another voice, in a French accent said.

I groaned alittle disappointed my sleep and quiet was interrupted. "ugh." My voice echoed through the small clearing.

"She iz awake!" The French voice spoke. I turned over and screamed when I realized that I was not dreaming that a small skinny green frog standing on its back legs and a turtle with a brown shell and skin were staring at me, mouths moving and noise, words came out of them

"You! You can talk!?" I said, scooting back, my spine hitting against a tree. "Well you can. And we are human's as well. But we don't get the pleasure of turning back into a human." I gasped. 

"You know of me?" I said, softly. "Yez...We see everything here in the Enchanted Country." I raised an eyebrow.

"Enchanted Castle...?" I asked. "Yez, it's what all of us creatures like you and I call it." I looked at the frog. "Are you saying there are others? Like you and I?" My voice betraying me.

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