Crossover II Evalius

Chapter 11 The Ball

Chapter 11

The Ball

    “Oh, you look so elegant with your hair up like that, Princess!” Freya exclaimed as she finished styling Aria’s hair.

    Aria almost did not recognize herself as she gazed at her reflection. She rarely ever wore her hair up in anything more than a simple ponytail. Since her golden hair ran down so long, it was difficult to do anything else with it.

    “Wow, it does look nice,” Aria commented as she examined the long braid twisted into an elegant bun. “Thank you, Freya!”

    “My pleasure, Your Highness!” Freya answered as she placed the diamond tiara upon Aria’s head. “All those princes are going to fall head over heels in love with you when they catch a glimpse of your beauty.”

    I hope not, Aria thought to herself but just smiled at Freya. More than anything right now, Aria wished to have Derek with her. She began to think maybe she should have listened to Vanessa and just brought him to this ball. The only thing that frightened Aria about this was how Derek would react when her parents would begin to discuss the idea of marriage. That would scare off any sixteen-year-old boy. Even Aria found her own stomach twisting at this thought. The more Aria thought about Derek and Vanessa, the more she began to wish she were at the dance instead. Aria wondered how Vanessa and Walter were doing on their first date. She hoped they were getting along okay.

    “I think my gift is the most useful tonight,” Freya pointed out to her sister fairies, smirking at them as she gazed at Aria proudly.

    “I still think Adora is ahead with her gift of life, remember?” Thelma reminded her. “Without that, Princess Aria would not be here right now.”

    “I shutter to think that Myrtle is still out there somewhere,” Freya commented. “Doesn’t she have to be dead so Princess Aria can live happily ever after?”

    “She is powerless to do anything else against this kingdom,” Verna informed sternly. “If Myrtle were to show her face then she will be dealt with.”

    “What exactly does that mean?” Aria asked her, having not yet informed the fairies of Myrtle’s return to her world.

    “She will be executed for her crimes against the kingdom and you, Princess,” Vera answered.

    It took a moment for Aria to absorb this. “You would kill her, just like that? What if she’s changed or repented?”

    Verna looked at her a bit curiously as she replied, “Well, yes. As long as Myrtle is alive she remains a threat, and besides evil does not change. You do recall Myrtle made a full fledged attempt on your life, don’t you, Princess?”

    Aria nodded remaining quiet. To her, Myrtle’s attempt to kill her seemed rather halfhearted. Recalling their one on one fight, Myrtle gave up quickly and expected Aria to kill her. Now, she did not seem interested at all in taking Aria’s life.

    Verna then walked over towards the door, looking at the other fairies and ordered, “Freya, Thelma, you two come with me to help finish decorating for the ball. Adora, you stay here and accompany Princess Aria until the time comes for her to be presented.”

    The three fairies swiftly glided out of Aria’s bedroom, leaving her alone with Adora, just the fairy Aria wished to talk with.

    Adora gazed at Aria with admiration and beamed. “You really do look beautiful, Princess.”

    Aria sighed but returned the smile. “I’ve told you Adora. You can just call me Aria.”

    “I’m afraid here I must address you formally since you are indeed royalty.”