chapter 3: THE LYBRANTH CASTLE AND THE HIDDEN DOOR

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something about his tone gave away the fact that something must have happened while i was gone. i sigh and gave up on trying to find out exactly what it was. i still can't believe I'm letting him take me back to the place i dread the most. the place i'd kill to get away from: the lybranth castle

as soon as i got sight of the castle, i felt the anger and rage burning up inside me. my Father the lybranth savior is absolutely a royal pain in a arse. i hate the way he tries to control every aspect of my life.

"mishka(a name which Luna is called by her dad) Darling, where have you been?" he asks. every since mother died he's been so over protective of me. i guess that's what makes me hate this place so much. i have guards looking over my shoulder to see what i am doing. even at night they stand in front of my door. the only time and place i can get away from this prison is when it's really deep into the night when the guards have fallen asleep. there's a small wooden door that leads to the west side of the castle. gosh words can not describe how much i love that door.the tunnel through the door takes me to the world most beautiful place ever the place where i can escape and forget every thing. no one knows about this door or the hill except for Harry.

now you're probably wondering who is Harry. well he's the head of all the guards. he makes sure i'm well protected when i'm outside of the castle walls. but the thing is i do't know why all this is necessary and why i need protection. i have this thing for Harry but i don't know what it is. i hope it's not love. oh god that's the last thing i need. it's forbidden in fact you might as well call it a sin. i personally think whom ever made up this preposterous rule is doltish. Harry is the only real friend i have the other well lets just say they talk to me and put of with me just because i'm royalty or just to get a glimpse at my brother Polaris. he's 18 next in thrown and he doesn't talk to me much and yes ever since mother died. i feel as is I'm carrying a curse not that many people talk to me . it's very sad actually . i'd rather have fake friends then no friends at all.

sorry for the late update i'm sooo tried still i had a dancething and that really bummed me out. like coment and READ!! ENJOY IT TOO TELL EM WHAT YOU THING AND YEAH TTYL

-FARAH(FIFICHAN)

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