Chapter 2

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After a long day of doing nothing but her French and dance lessons Skye wondered why was she so mean. Aunt Marinda was always like this to her. She was so nice to her other siblings and always strict with her. She looked in the mirror. She looked almost exactly like her mother. Her features were exactly like Queen Miranda except her eyes. She inherited neither her mother nor father, which was blue. She had very bright pink eyes. Much like the grandmother she never got to know since she died when Carson was very young. She sighed as she sat down next to Everest and worked on an essay. "Aww Skye, cheer up! It will be your 18th birthday soon. I want to know what to get you!" Skye looked up and smiled. "Everest, you don't have to buy me anything. You're my best friend, handmaiden, and lady in waiting. You gave me so much. You don't need to give me anything." Everest huffed. "Oh Skye, I have to. Royal law." "Well when I'm queen, you don't have to." Everest shook her head. "Still. You're someone difficult to find a present for. I want to give you something that matches you." Skye looked at her essay. "Well I don't know but, it'll come." They both smiled. They had know each other for a long time. Ever since Skye turned eight, Marinda thought she could use a handmaiden and lady in waiting so she had Everest's parents take her in. And was a history.
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Queen Marinda rubbed her forehead. "That foolish girl. What am going to do with her? She going to become of age and still she isn't proper. It's her parents all over again. What did I do wrong." she said remembering how Miranda would always leave their huge house to the palace to see Arthur. "Well your highness, it isn't entirely your fault. Almost everyone acts like that around 18 or earlier than that." Rocky said. Marinda just felt worse. "I just want what's best for her. May you bring in Zuma?" Rocky nodded and then he came. Zuma, the head guard of Demour came. "Youw highness." he bowed. "How may I help you?" Marinda began. "For a bit of service, may you help me in guarding Princess Skye's door. I don't want her to leave her room. The only exception I'll make is for her dance and French lessons. Do you understand?" Zuma nodded. "Yes youw highness. I'll be on my way." The queen nodded. "You may be dismissed."
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The next day, was more boring lessons for Chase. "Now when attacking an enemy, you try to stay hidden. Camouflaging will be your best result and... Chase. Are you listening?" Ryder asked. Chase was thinking about the pink eyes in the forest and the letter he found slipped. "What is that?" Chase looked down and became alarmed. "Hey! Please Ryder. Give it back!" Ryder looked at the letter. "Who gave this to you?" "Nobody! Give it back!" Ryder just shook his head. "We might have to let the king see it."
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King Malcolm just sat on his throne, pale like. His head was bald and shiny due to his illness but he used to have dark brown hair. He had a sharp face and light blue eyes. He was almost exactly like Chase except Chase had his mother's bright brown eyes and personality. Everytime he looks at Chase, he see's his wife. (A/N I have no idea what to name her if you have suggestions let me know) Then Ryder and Chase came in and bowed. "Your majesty." The king sighed. "What did Chase do now?" "Chase had a letter addressed to him." "Please Ryder, don't give it to dad!" The king gestured Ryder to give him the letter. King Malcolm opened it. Inside, it read

Dear Prince Chase,

I hope this letter gets to you before anyone see's this or my aunt finds out but here goes. You are entitled and invited to my 18th birthday party at the palace of Demour. Please don't bring a gift. It's on me. I hope you can come without us causing another war. Please come.

                     Lots of Hope,
          Princess Skye of Demour
"It might be a trap. She's trying to lure us as prisoners!" the king said. "But dad, she wrote it very sincere. She doesn't want to start another war. Just a nice friendship. Please dad!" protested Chase. They both looked at Ryder. "Sire, if I may suggest, maybe he can go but, just for safety, he can bring Marshall." The king thought about it for a bit and slowly agreed. "When is the party? You might need to buy her something."

A/N Hey everyone. Happy November! So did anyone trick or treat? My candy was mostly snickers and skittles (no complaint there) I dressed as Cersei Lannister (from Game of Thrones) and I had no idea for my costume and never watched the series (hope to one day)  So my question is this

Who did you dress up as yesterday?

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