(still under edit)
Quinn's POV
Leaning against a towering bookcase, lined with books from floor to ceiling, of various thicknesses. I was reading, "The burning light" the sixth time.
I turned the book. It was old, and its dusty smell gave it away. The words on the back cover were barely visible as the dust hid them; I wiped it with my hand. The summary of the book became clearer as I cleaned some parts with my thumb. I smiled once I read the name of the main character.
"Quinn", was a normal girl living her freedom to the extreme. She lived in a small house next to a big flower field. Reading books every day under a big almond tree.
I read the summary quietly, my lips moving as the words reached my eyes. Enjoying every moment of peace, I tucked my stray ginger hair behind my ear, continuing to read until I heard footsteps.
I frowned down at the book, as I started understanding the first part. My eyes lifted up again. I straightened my shoulders, looking behind the books on the ledges peeking through to the other side. I caught a glimpse of the black coat that made its way to the shelf I stood close to.
'Concentrate' I told myself as I rushingly looked back at my book. With each step, my heartbeat fastens, thudding against my ribs. I grasped the edge of the book hardly.
The room filled with a mint scent with every step and heartbeat. I stood there quietly forcing myself to continue reading my favourite part. The footsteps stopped, making me want to look in between the shelves again. My tutor stood right in front of his wood desk looking down at a big encyclopedia. I refocused my gaze on the book in my hands, rehearing the steps coming closer. Until I felt a presence in front of me. He stood quietly there watching me, as I turned the first few pages.
I stared at the blank white page, unable to read. I sighed, shutting my eyes.
I gaze up at him, holding the book tight to my chest after closing it. My eyes reached his green ones as I inhaled a deep breath. He instantly broke eye contact, looking down at my book smiling making his white teeth appear behind his cherry lips. I drifted my eyes back to the book in my grip.
"Princess Quinn Wasen this is a formal invitation to the King Henry Wasen's office and he wants you immediately."
My body tensed up at his words making me look at my tutor's tall beaming figure.
" Umm, I-I'll be on my way. Thank you for informing me, Mr Lane." I said forging a smile.
He beamed once again and turned around on his heels hesitantly before making his way back to his desk.
I strolled away to the centre of the library. Leaving my favourite book half-open on the large wooden table irritated by the stupid and stubble announcement.
YOU ARE READING
Trapped under her spell (Under Edit)
FantasyQuinn Wason, princess of Luithant, holds in her blood half-witch and a half-royalty. For years witches were forced to be shut about their powers, or else they'll be banned from the kingdom. Her Father, King of Luithent orders her to conform to a ch...