Retrieving My Princess- Book 2 (Sequel to HSLP)

Amends- Chapter 18

Amends- Chapter 18

Ariel's POV:

I was wearing a dark green silk gown today. I haven't worn a Disney gown ever since I recovered my music memories. I don't know why. I just started wearing more leather and darker colors, but that doesn't mean I don't like the Disney gowns anymore. Hell, I love them, but I just started craving my old style again. I had my hair in thick curls, and my usual makeup and jewelry. I was wearing one inch dark green heels to finish off the outfit, and my tiara. My tiara was hidden at the moment under a straw hat with a dark green ribbon. To my right there were flowers of different colors, and to my left I had a medium sized basket filled with wet and flexible thin sticks. I was sitting on a white blanket while making some flower crowns trying to distract myself from the events of the past week. Kaitlyn and Evelia were seated on some rocks nearby having small talk. I wasn't in the mood to talk, so that's why I'm making flower crowns instead while humming along to a new song I have stuck in my head. Just like the previous song, I don’t know where I’ve heard this one, but it does sound familiar.

Evelia's bruises are fading now, and I'm happy. She seems a lot more open and at peace ever since she arrived at the palace. I guess the thought of not being near her brother calms her, and I wouldn't blame her. I still feel nervous when I think about what happened three days ago. My pulse quickens just at the thought of it. Would he really have hurt me? Or not? What is going on with him anyways? He seems so sweet and caring, but he hurting Evelia just doesn't quite fit anyways. Maybe he has a twin? I giggled at that thought and gained strange looks from Kaitlyn and Evelia. He obviously doesn't have a twin. Evelia would have told us, plus the King and Queen of France would've told us. I shook my head as if trying to clear my thoughts and placed my second done flower crown inside a separate empty basket.

I heard someone approach me, but I ignored it. Probably just Kait and Eve trying to see how I'm making my crowns and then complain of how "complicated" it looks. It's quite simple. I mean all you need to do is sort of braid the branches together and insert a flower every so often, and then just tie the two ends together tightly with some twine. I began my third crown, and I felt the same person sit right beside me. "They look lovely so far," he said.

I looked up, and smiled. "Hi, Dad. They are coming out quite lovely right? I never thought I'd be able to accomplish this," I said with a bright smile.

He beamed down on me, and said, "You're having a pretty quick recovery. It's barely the last week of April, and from what I've heard you've recovered huge parts of your past."

"Yeah..." I said trailing off and lazily focusing on my flower crown. Looking at it brings back a vague, but pleasant, memory...

Flashback

I was sitting on a royal blue duvet in my house's front lawn. Beside me I had three baskets, and a bowl of water. One basket contained a small bunch of freshly picked sunflowers and daises, another basket had thin sticks, and the final basket was empty. I had the bowl of water so that way I can wet the sticks every so often. I was currently trying to make flower crowns, but I kept messing up since it was my first time trying. "Oh for the love of Zeus! Why do films make this look so easy?" twelve year old me muttered to myself as my flower crown yet again fell apart.

"They make it seem so easy because they don't actually make them. They make it seem like they do, but they don't," a voice said over me. I screamed at the sudden sound and jumped. I landed inside a bush that was behind me, and all I heard was laughter. "Oh your face was priceless! You looked so scared," he said.

I huffed and said, "I've told you thousands of times to not scare me! I'm stuck in the bush, so help me out." He pulled me up by my arms, and as soon as I was out, I brushed myself off. My Harry Potter shirt and black jeans were now dusty. I looked up at the culprit, but I couldn't see their face since the sun was shining right behind him. As I squint my eyes up to him, I could only make out some curls, and I knew then who it was. "Haz, you know how I get when people scare me!"