The Moon Goddess

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

London England, 1523

"Happy Birthday, Diana!" Everyone says as they scream and clap.

I smile happily and clap, trying to bring on a happy mood. To be honest I did't want a party just for turning eighteen. I bow down and fix my position like a lady should. Smoothing out my silky dress, I sit down and open my presents.

Dresses, jewellery, makeup, hair clips, brushes, mirrors, and just about everything a proper lady in the 15th Century should want. Definitely not me.

I'd rather just have the hairbrish to tame my wild mane than to get such other girly stuff.

They all pass out the scones with jam and cream, I take a few myself.

"Thankyou, all. This has been a most lovely day." I say in a sweet tone, when really I am screaming inside.

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After everyone left I sigh happily and bombard into my room and collapse on my soft linen bed. This has been a most horrible day for me, seeing as though I would rather take a walk in the park and draw.

I consider myself a drawer, loving to draw what's around me. My sister, Mia hates drawing. She considers it a waste of time, which I despise.

I get up with a moan, and walk up to look in my draw. Grabbing out my book and a pencil and a rubber I put my heeled shoes on and walk into the kitchen to tell my mum that I am leaving.

"Mother, I am just going on a walk at the park. I will not be long." I reassure.

My mother, with dark brown hair and green eyes looks at me like a child. She always does that.

"No you shall not. You will stay here and help clean, I am not going to let my little girl out with heaps of strangers and poor people with horrible diseases cause you strife - bless there souls." My mother exclaimed, putting some olive oil on the pig that Dad had caught that was entwined in the trap he had set.

I moan which was unladylike but who cares!

"Come on mother, if I go out I might meat a suitor for when I get married. I am eighteen now, and you said yourself that when I turn eighteen, I must marry a suitable husband that can help me with my daily needs and keep my company. Hence, help me with the children and give the discipline. Please mother."

I beg her and do my pouty lip, eventually she gives in. Ha! I knew she would any way, no one not even my friends could stand my pouty lip. I feel invincible with it!

"Fine, but if you come home looking like a reck or with your future whatever I need to know got it!" My mum points the knife at me.

"Or else." She adds, gesturing the knife so it barely touches her throat but it still looks like she is going to commit suicide.

I nod quickly. I run up to her and hug her. My mum does a double take and drops the knife, and almost falls but I was there luckily to stand her up and help her.

"Di, that is most unladylike. And you going to ruin your dress!" My mum exclaims. I mouth and oops and run out of the kitchen, my drawing book in my hand.

I open the door and slam it, and I hear my mum scream something. Oh well, too late now!

I walk far away from the house and start walking. That was when I saw a carriage and I'm like yes!

I wave to the driver and give him my most biggest and sweetest smile. " Excuse me sir, but I was just wondering if your going past Enzone park just five miles down. I have a... um... party to go to." I lie. Oh gosh, I am such a bad lier!

The driver in his suite and hat nods and I hop on with gratitude.

" Thank you so much! I am in ever your dept." I say, closing the door and setting my book and my stuff aside in the couch.

" No worries my lady, just a favour I can give to a lovely lady such as yourself."

I smile, thinking how lovely it was that he had meant me. I myself am not something I would call lovely. Just pretty seems fair enough and is more truthful.

I have red hair and green eyes, and am a very skinny girl. I am taller than most other girls, but I am all the same in most categories.

As I was sitting in the back I look across the window, and I sigh since it was getting rather dark in some places. The sky is darker than it was fifteen minutes ago but I would guess that it was only five o'clock.

Thank goodness!

I start to feel dazed, and before I know it I close my eyes and let the darkness wrap around me.