The Magic of her Beauty
"I never itended for her to find out I lied, but of course, you can't always get what you want."
Evedia pushed her shining black bangs out of her eyes.
"It doesn't matter, though. I still have her captured- everything will work out."
Jamson and Lemii walked up to Evedia, cackling, while showing of their huge muscles, and flipping their long black hair.
They were flirting with her- they both crushed on her so hard.
"Come on, men. We'll march down the castle," Evedia joined their rutheless laughing, as she turned to her 17-year-old minions. "Gather the others. We must hurry."
Then Evedia ripped me out of my barred cage.
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They marched me up to the palace, while I pretended to be under her spell.
I held my head high, like I had done when she had tricked me with her lies, getting me to go to her lair.
Then the memory earasing. Ugh.
I was only six then, but now I was eight. Much older and wiser.
I had done that beauty's bidding, thinking she was my mother.
Now, I had figured things out, and she knew.
She always knew.
Evedia's brown eyes, beautiful brown eyes, saw straight into my head.
They were focused on something else, but I didn't push my luck.
I kept my brown eyes, so similar to Evedia's, fixed on Hicka's head.
The scrawny 14 year old boy was the soldier ahead of me, looking powerful with his untidy brown hair past his shoulders, and a long branch in his arms.
Suddenly, we were there.
Evedia charmed the male gaurds with her voice, it was her magic.
Delighted by her beauty, they leaped down and marched with us, admiring her indigo dress and bun.
They were so captivated, they fought of any female gaurd they saw.
I was almost impresed.
The thrown room was full of female gaurds, who must've heard the news.
But Evedia could even charm them.
And me.
"Help," I rasped, but the effects were taking me.
King and Queem, my mom and dad, stared at me.
I waved, and they gasped.
They were so funny! Couldn't they see this was better?
"Give me the crown or the girl dies," Evedia snarled, to smart to try her mind games on the king and queen.
Deep within me, my heart screamed no as I watched the king pick up his crown, ready to throw it.
"No, dad!" I screamed, the voice working through my lips.
Then, I shook my head, smiling gleefuly.
I wondered why I had called him dad- Evedia and Welsi were my parents.
Welsi, oh poor Welsi! Killed by that evil king.
That was why Evedia must rule- she is the best of everyone in the land.
I cheered with the others as the crown fell at Evedia's feet.
To Be Continued