Twisted Rose

Chapter 5- Deal or no Deal.

My heels clicked painfully against the stone floors, racing out toward the gardens as fast as Fairylyn could flare up in a rage. Ginabee was surprisingly fast, being able to lift her slim legs higher since her thin dress wasn't as bulky as mine. Beads of sweat slowly started to trickle down my forhead. A painful throb started to ache in my calves, but I pushed it away, wondering who this mystery person was.

Moon light cascaded in through the tall windows as I ran, illuminating everything that crosses it's path. The dark hallways shone bright and elegant, veiling a sense of peace in the halls and over my mind. I wondered if Ginabee felt it too, but when I looked back, she was gone.

I pushed forward, feet gliding down the curving hallways, arms straining to push the doors open without breaking my arms from the weight, and trying to steady the full, un-even beats of my heart.

I stopped at a door that was darker than all the rest, with small inkling vines carved around the edges. The knobs were a bright gold, and were made for a giant. My fingers curled about them, and with one last amount of energy, they flung back with a thundering sound.

The first thing my eyes sought out was a dark figure leaning on a railing of the patio; arms crossed and back hunched. I couldn't see the figure clearly, due to the fact that the person decided to hollow away in the shadows, but from what I could tell, he looked old and ill.

A heavy disappointment settled on me, as I cleared my throat and he turned around. He was ugly; face un-even and bumpy, eyes watery and sunken in. He was bent over, but he was not that old. Just around his early twentie's really. But my eyes couldn't bear the monstrous sight of him. My throat felt hot and my stomach had a rocking to it that only added to the hotness.

The man hobbled up to me, peering up with these sickening brown eyes that looked like they just came out of a gutter. His pasty blonde hair was plastered to his face and smelled of an urgent stench of dirt. It took all my will-power not to run off screaming right there.

"My dear," His voice rasped, as he gripped my hand in his cold and clammy one. Even though I had on a thick elegant glove, I could still feel his icy thin palm touch mine.

I shrank back against his touch, every nerve in my body ignited with revoltion so strong I felt like I could take out anything with it. I needed to get away.

"But Miss,-" He started to say, but I quickly silenced him.

"I've got to go. I'm just... I got to... ugh! Bye," I murmured, repulsed again as his face twisted in confusion.

As I twisted away and ran up the stone steps, the doors slammed auidably shut. Paniced, I despirately tried to pry them opened, but to no avail. Thunder cracked painfully against my eardrum as I heard a dark chuckle from behind me.

"You amaze me still; not even waiting for me to speak before you are so repulsed by how I look. The rumors seem to be true." A meloncholy voice purred behind me; the sound of it tracing a lightly up my spine, which made me cling tightly to the door, resting my head upon it, feeling the indentions impressing themselves against my skin. Slowly, almost hesitantly, I turned around.

My eyes widen in suprise as I stared in utter silence at the Golden Boy from earlier; his white blonde hair as radiant as the sun its self. Eyes as dark as coals, and lips as thin and sharp as iron stared intense daggers right through me. A violent shiver snaked down my spine, and my eyes were as wide as the kingdom. A dark presence lingered around his silhouette, throwing off something about him. 

"Wh-h-at d-do yo-o-u mean?" I managed to sputter, the sentence coming out chopped and sliced. His dark eyes seemed to laugh.

"What I mean is that from far and wide, every thought anyone has ever had related to you, was 'She's so selfish, she's so beautiful.' I came here to... experiment, if you will. See if it was right, see if there was actually a selfish, concedeit person who was to one day rule the kingdom." Every perfect word he spoke was dipped in a venom so toxic, it would put Earth down on it's knees begging for mercy.