The Witch : The CresentSon Chronicles

Chapter 7

VOCABULARY
Gå glip af- Miss
Fru- Madam
Luder- Whore(yeah.)

Her...........Matilda.

"And this is your room."

One of the maids opened the door showing the girl her new room. The room was rather drab with the faded paint and scratched dressers. "It could use a bit TLC but overall it's still a good place to live in."

As she walked inside,dust was dancing in the air moving any place possible. She put down her the things her friends claimed were hers. She then walked to the dresser, gliding her fingers on the rugged surface. She then looked at her fingers now painted black with dust. "And *Gå glipp av Marci?" Endora turned around at the call. "Welcome to the Castle." the woman smiled walking away.
Endora began to explore every inch of the room. "It's kinda dark." she mumbled to herself. She opened the curtains squinting at the glaring sun. "Maybe this is a good start." she began to hopelessly stare out the window.

She was explained that she was suffering from memory lost. So she can't remember anything from her past. It hurts that she can't remember anything her brother tells her.

Brother.

She believes him, it's just the word never felt right on her tongue.

"I was hoping you left."

Endora turned around to an unfamiliar voice. There was a woman in the doorway with ginger hair and eyes the color of the burning sky. "Hello, *Frk.Bosch." She walked over to greet her boss but she only stopped the young girl in her tracks. "I just came to check on you, that's it." she said. She welcomed herself inside and paced around her room. Inspecting every inch in satisfactory. "A dirty room for a dirty peasant don't you think?" she asked. Endora cowered her head low. But quickly lifting her head so she didn't give her power. "It's still livable!" she said proudly. The maid chuckled dryly, laughing at the young ones attempt to fight back. "It's so cute how you tried but failed." She then looked at the little farm hand like a pest.
"Now for some ground rules. You only refer to me as *Fru. Second, learn your place as a filthy little peasant. A lucky peasant really." she calmly walked up to her looking at her face to face. "And lastly, never go to the castle grounds." Endora nodded quickly intimidated by the woman's blazing blue eyes. The danish woman felt a tug at her mouth causing her to smile. And not in a good way.

She walked toward the window and ran her fingers over the curtains. Then carefully ripped them. Every piece of thread unraveled at her touch. "Oops." she said aloud. Walking out she knocked down Endora's things causing her to crouch down to pick them up. She then left in an instant leaving the young farm hand in utter shock cleaning up the mess. Not too later did Robin walk in.

"I knew that *Luder would do something like this."

She cused under her breath  walked over to her friend. She helped her up and put her things back. "As you know, that's the head of our section Janet." as she said her name she felt undeniable poison in her mouth. "A bitch I know." she spoke. "But we all have to deal with that wrench." Robin stopped. She looked at the young girls face. "Oh Matilda." Endora didn't realize it, but from her eyes streamed warm tears.

"Go get a tissue. I'll go get my sewing kit." as she left quickly, Endora did as told. She also washed her face a bit before going back to the window. Moving the now ripped curtain out of the way she gazed at the sunset.
When Robin came back she put down her kit. Endora heard her say something, but she couldn't decipher it. She was to focused on the horizon.

"Hey Robin."
Robin turned her head to her name. "What is it?"
"Are all sunsets like this?" Robin gazed out the window. The soft shades of light were painted on the horizon like the perfect painting. "Yes, they are." "It's just-"Endora began. "I don't remember ever seeing one like this." "Of course you don't. Remember, your suffering from amnesia. Everything will be fine after a while." Robin said stepping closer. "I hope your right." Endora said her voice wavering. "Now watch out so I can fix this curtain." Robin said threading the needle. Endora sat down and watched as her friend quickly patched up the unraveled fabric. When she finished, she tugged the curtain to make sure it was secure. "Good. That's better." She put down the thread to see Endora fast asleep on her bed. Robin smiled an left her room closing the door.
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It was a beautiful night. The stars were just right, the moon was high. It was perfect. Just like the lies we tell each other. From every shining false detail, to the tone to deceive each everyone. In the night, little could you see the princess who was "going to bed" on her balcony easing her aching head. With a cigarette. But she did not hear her door open and close.

As the footsteps inched closer she didn't budge. Her stance was as calm as her arms untensed. The figure came closer....and closer....and closer....

"Charles if you're gonna be sneaky do it right."

The young prince's lips curled into a smile as he came outside. "Hildy, if I was trying don't you think it would've been better." The princess turned to her brother leaning on the railing. She puffed some smoke to see her brother still dressed in his daily attire. "Dinner just ended?"
"Yeah." he responded walking to the railing to look out the horizon. "What is it now?" His sister plastered a false smile on her face and asked "Oh why would you think that oh dear brother?" He chuckled dryly. "You "collapsed" during dinner today. I volunteered to see that was wrong." Hildegard smiled facing her brother. Charles ran his fingers impatiently through his hair.
"You know that girl?" Charles looked at his sister. "Have we "talked" before?" Hildegard rolled her eyes. "No, the new one. She looked interesting. Too interesting." she looked at the moon. "My senses are tingling and I think she'll ruin it." she said. "Ruin what we worked so hard to make." Charles looked at his sister. "I think you're crazy." Hildegard looked at her brother unconvinced. "I know your senses never lie, but it's only the girl's first day. Just brush it off." The princess nodded looking at her brother. "Yeah you're right."

"Isn't it lovely?" she asked. The castle was the perfect place to look at all the land. From the beautiful garden and fountain, to the cute little houses not to far away. The moon touched everything. "Yeah." he said breathlessly. "To think that it will be ours one day." Hildegard took in another whiff of the cigarette and puffed it out. "No it shall be ours." the blonde said. "Yours, mine, and no one else's." she tossed her cigarette off the balcony. It flew to the ground and landed on the grass gracefully. Because after a while of flying and gliding in the sky, everything must fall.

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