Prologue - Haunted

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She ran towards the marble bridge connected to Gold Tower.

The wind blew through her hair, blowing sand into her like a thousand little needle pricks, but it didn't stop her from running. Running for her life, trying to escape her attacker.

She lunged onto the bridge, and the second she stepped foot onto it, it crumbled beneath her.

She was falling. But since she fell from that plank in Mermaid Lagoon her reflexes had gotten better, and she grabbed the the crumbled ledge.

She gripped the ledge tighter, and hoisted herself back onto the balcony.

She gazed across at Gold Tower, and the gap beneath her, and it. It was to far to jump. She bit her lip nervously, looking down at the sharp rocks below her. And it was to far to fall.

She could hear harsh footsteps behind her.

She whirled towards her attacker, and felt the necklace of pearls and shells ripped off her neck with force. Her hand grasped her neck in reflex.

She heard the pearls, bounced against the ground and break one by one.

"Have I nice swim, Flippers," her attacker laughed.

And just like that, she was falling.

Agatha jolted awake, wet with sweat. Her panting echoed through her chamber. She slowly calmed herself, taking deep and strong breaths.

There was sunlight peeking through her shut blinds ever so slightly. She turned towards the spiral steps.

In Agatha's chamber, a spiral staircase led to a lookout at the top of a thin tower. Tedros has given her this room because that tower had the best view of the ocean.

She slipped out of her bed quietly, and wrapped a scarf around her body. She tiptoed up the spiral staircase.

When she was halfway up, her legs got too tired to go one. The tower wasn't high up, she had just had very little sleep last night and her trip from Mermaid Lagoon to Camelot yesterday was long and exhausting. So, instead of going all the way Agatha settled for the view from here.

The spiral staircase had various windows that stretched from the floor to the ceiling, so Agatha sat on one of the marble steps and dangled her feet over the edge.

Agatha hadn't gotten good sleep last night, because, today she was meeting Tedros's father- of course she had met the king before, but that was under rather unpleasant circumstances. She didn't know what Tedros had told him about her. She wasn't even sure if he told him that she was the same girl that he tried to kill. She swallowed hard. Arthur had barely looked at her when she had her tail, maybe he wouldn't recognise her at all.

She closed her eyes and let images of her dream flood in. She had seen her attacker so vividly in her dream, but now that she'd woken the image was gone. Agatha had a dream like that before, the one with her on the plank. Although it didn't happen exactly the same as it did in the dream, it still happened.

She balled her fist. But, this dream wouldn't come true. She'd make sure of it.

This was her Ever After and no one could stop her from being with Tedros, now and forever.

She could taste the salt in the wind as it blew through her dark as night hair.

Slowly, she opened her eyes. The sun was rising, sending out beams of pink and yellow across Camelot's golden towers.

The light hit the water perfectly, twinkling like a thousand stars.

It was always comforting to know that no mater how far from Mermaid Lagoon she strayed, she and Sophie would always being looking at the same ocean.

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