The Caravan of Hope

Chapter 5: Jarred Riniv

Thank you to the six people who have consistently read this book so far! But if you can, it would really help me if you could comment, vote, or recommend this to other people well you know are on Wattpad. Thank you! Oh, this is super long by the way, but full of surprises! I was thinking of naming the chapter "surprise", but I decided that since Jarred it's a really important part of this chapter, he should get some recognition. (No matter how evil he seems.)

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My name is Bella, pronounced BEA-YA. I told you it's pronounced the other way so that the kingdom won't figure out where I am.

I guess it all started when I was born. This was nineteen years ago, when Wald was still a country where magic was illegal.

And then I came along with my twin sister, Belle. Yes, I am the first princess of Wald, and no, I hated it.

That's when my father, the king found out that I had magic and decided to make it legal for magic. So yes, I am the reason why magic is allowed in Wald; you can thank me later.

I hated growing up in the palace. People were always expecting me to be proper because I was a girl or heal them just because I could do magic.

That was when I met Jarred.

I was 6, hiding in the stables from anybody who wanted me do something I never wanted when Jarred saw me. He was a new page boy, taking care of someone's horses. When he first saw me, he started to bow and call me "your highness," which I found to be very cute.

I took that as an advantage. I ordered him to call me by my name, which was the first order that I had ever given anybody. Next, since I was on a roll, I asked him to be my friend.

Take this into consideration: I was six. I didn't know that the page boy and the princess shouldn't be friends. He wasn't that much older, and we didn't know too much about royalty status.

And so we were friends. He kept saying that princesses and peasants shouldn't talk to each other, but I didn't care because I never understood that rule, and still don't. But then again, he told me that I had pretty hair, and called me Rouge a lot, saying that it fits me perfectly.

Take another six years and I'm twelve; Jarred thirteen. It seems that he was such a great page boy that he got into squire status a year early. After that, we didn't see each other much. But when wet could, he taught me sword fighting. I didn't even have to command him anymore to get something that I wanted. I think that I had a crush on him, which seems ridiculous now.

After four years years of that, it all changed.

Jarred was seventeen, I sixteen. By then, he started dying his hair permanently blue. He wanted me to see something at his hut that he had on the castle grounds. But when we approached it, we discovered it burned to the ground.

Jarred fell to his knees. I found a note. It said:

I know what you are doing Bella. Stop being friends with a peasant and accept your position as a princess.   -your Father

It was my fault that his house got ruined. It might've been his body if we continued on that way. But my story isn't over yet.

He, in a dazed expression, started to walk away to the gates. He said that he was going to go far away from this place. I tried to stop him, but he grabbed my arm and said that it was my fault that he didn't have a home, since his parents died earlier.

I then yelled at him, saying that I never wanted to be a princess; I wanted to be a normal girl who could make her own choices that weren't for "the benefit of the kingdom".