Princess Carlile (Austlan Cashby)

Chpt 2: When Will My Life Begin

My bare skin felt like a thousand needles picking at it. The cold pierced my cheeks as I tread through a dark monotonous forest. Leaves were scarred everywhere covering the roots of the tall old trees.

"Austin!" My name roared echoing through the air. His voice was filled with anger that was almost poisonous. My father, he was going to get me if I didn't keep running.

It wasn't until I tripped over a tree branch from running did I realized I wasn't in my tower locked up. I was on the outside, I was free.

"Austin!" He roared again. This only gave me a greater reason to run faster. My legs were burning from the cold but I didn't care. I was on the outside meaning I was freaking free!

"Damn it Austin! Wake up!"

'Wake up? Wake up from...' I slowed my running coming to a reason for why my father was telling me to wake up...It was because I was sleeping. I wasn't free at all. I'm still locked in these damn walls that have been my home four years.

"Fine! Be like that. Continue being an unforgivable sin!" My eyes shot open. I found myself in bed as foot steps were heard descending down stairs. I got up to my elbows and stared at my door. My father had never come up here to talk to me. Sure my mother and the servant who brought me food have but my father? What was he doing up here? There must of been something wrong or important to have him even bother with his devil son .

My thoughts were interrupted when I had felt something crawling up my legs. A girl like shrek came out of my mouth as my body reacted in kicking my legs falling out of my bed. I tried getting up to get across the room but no, stupid me, I  tripped my self by stepping on my dress. Instead I had quickly crawled toward the corner on the floor.

My heart was racing until I had noticed what was crawling on the bed. The bird had came back which was odd because it was only morning and I hadn't had any food for him. It flew to the top of the ceiling resting on a board that was sticking out of the wall.

"God buddy. You almost had me screaming bloody murder" I said letting a sigh of relief. I looked at the bird more closely to see a roll of paper tied to it's leg. "What's that you got?" I asked it standing up. I came closer to it and reach out to grab it but the bird was too far away. Even with my outrageous height, the ceiling and the board were to far from my reach. I looked around my room to see if anything could help me get near the bird.

Tried with all the possible things in my room, I got no success in coming close to my friend. "I give up!" I said exhausted and lied down on my floor. "Be like that see if I care. Just know Mr. Rock," I say pointing to a rock on my desk. "is now ahead of you in my top 5 besties list. "

I stayed on the floor for who knows how long. It wasn't until the sun was shining right at my eyes was when I had stood up. The bird hadn't moved an inch this whole time which irritated me. I just wanted to see what the note was doing on it's leg. Out of the blue, the bird's, whom I've decided to call Pascal, feathers started to rise. It was an odd sight. To be truthful I thought it was,going to explode like how princess Fiona killed birds with her singing. But I'm sure she didn't mean to kill innocent birds...that's just what happened.

But any who, that's how Pascal looked like. I frowned at the thought of Pascal dyeing but thankfully it's feathers lowered. However I saw something fall fast from where it was.

Puzzled, I walked over to my dresser drawer to find the reason why Pascal had bloated up. "You little bastard" I said with an annoyance tone while I scrunched my nose.

"Tweet. Tweet" my eyes widen.

"Are you talking back at me Mr.?! Do you want to destroy all my thing by using them as your own personal toilet? Bet that would be hilarious to you. Hardy har har." I rolled my eyes turning to grab a rag and soap with water to clean Pascal's mess he left me. Even though I was shun from my family and life itself, my mother still cared for me giving me things here and there to keep my tower clean and things to keep me busy.