THE ENCHANTRESS RETURNS

Prologue- part2

Every magic spilled into her cheeky cheeks. Everyone was so excited to see the bright future of princess Rose. They wondered what will happen when the future came to her.

'' Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome thee thou new princess, Princess Rose the daughter of Queen Belle and the King John,'' the king's assistant welcomed the guests. Rose smiled at them. It was so bright and joyful which made everybody blushed. Princess Hope from Charming kingdom smiled too. She was 4 years older than Princess Rose and she was the first daughter of Queen Cinderella.

'' Guests, may I please ask you to stand and have a dance in the ballroom here Queen Belle and King John first danced gracefully on and in the right corner, several books were paced in the bookshelf for reading and the left corner, delicious treats was served there and don't be shy to eat it,'' the king's assistant politely informed the others.

Beautiful ladies in gowns and men in tuxedo danced waltz in the ballroom. Elves -who were invited, greedily eat the treats and you can see their saliva sprinkling the table. It was a beautiful night.

The ballroom was the best place in the castle. You can see the biggest chandelier hung up the center of the ballroom. The floor was made up of real, expensive marbles. The place was very crowded as it was filled with the beautiful princesses and princes.

That night, was the night where an old lady came to the castle and knocked the door. And that event happened once more, the king didn't realize it. Knock! It brought silence to the ballroom.

Who could that be? A ghost? Probably not because middle ages time doesn't truly believe that. A visitor? I don't think so since they probably be resting at this late hour. A joke that's a prank to us? No...

The people thought it was just a visitor or a waiter. However, things are not always what it seems it will be. It might be a better expectations or not what you think it is.

It is a mysterious case. It seems that none of them to think out of the box. And, there goes the knocking sound again. Knock!

''Excuse me! Thou may continue your waltz and let me answer it,'' said one of the servants who is cleaning the dusty shelves of books. He opened the door and was very shocked.

It was the night of a full moon. The day where wind blew the leaves from the trees. A grey hooded old lady with a basket of roses and old torn dress like a pillowcase. Her eyes were blind and hair were white as snow.