The Lost One Book 1: When Destiny Calls

A thousand years ago she was cursed and disappeared from memory and time. She returns to the Kingdom with darkness in her heart. Feared by the Light, sought by the Darkness. A forgotten past from long ago comes back to haunt her. Can she change her fate or is she doomed to the Darkness forever? Magic always comes with a price. Will she be willing to pay it?

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3. Where Am I?

“Are you sure she’s going to be alright? She hasn’t woken up yet.”

 

“She will wake when she’s ready. I’m not surprised she hasn’t woken up yet. Her belief isn’t as strong as it once was. The spell took a much bigger toll on her than it did her sister. It was a good thing the Lord and Lady let us borrow the  mirror to pull her through. I doubt we would have been able to do it on our own.  She’s going to have lots of questions when she wakes up and I doubt she’s going to be very happy with Mr. Burnett in the part he played. He best make himself scarce for awhile.”

 

“Agreed. I don’t think any of us were expecting him to fall in love with her. It would explain why he asked to be taken off the mission. I feel so bad for him. He was ordered to get close and gain her trust so bringing her here would be easier but lost his heart to her. It’s even sadder that they fell out of love. I suppose we all hoped that he was her true love. But she changed him. She opened his heart.”

 

“True but they have fallen out of love from what he told me so perhaps it will soften the blow at least a little”

 

“True. Well we best leave her to her sleep. Yen Sid will want to see her when she wakes up.”

 

The voices left and all was quiet. I didn’t want to believe what I heard about Owen. But...in a way it made sense. Owen had always been very secretive and it would explain why he left often. But instead of feeling anger at his betrayal, I just felt a grim sort of acceptance. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would.

 

I opened my eyes and found myself in a different room than the one I went to sleep in. For one it wasn’t that hideous shade of pink but was elegant in designs of gold mixed with cream and blue. It looked like a room fit for a princess.

 

I looked down and wasn’t in the oversized t shirt I had gone to sleep in, instead I was in some sort of old fashioned nightgown in a creamy color with lots of lace.

 

I got up and had to lean on the bedpost for support from a head rush. Once I was steady on my feet I went over to the window and opened the curtains and pushed the windows open. Once my eyes adjusted I found myself looking into a beautiful garden filled with flowers and fruit trees. There was even a trellis next to my window with gorgeous rose of various colors and shades.

 

I did need to get out of here and figure out where I was. And going out the door might not be the best idea since I don’t know who is out there. For being in a new place I wasn’t freaking out like I thought I would be. Instead I felt...like I had finally come home.

 

I reached out for the trellis but stopped short when I saw my hand and arm. It looked..animated. I went over to the familiar looking mirror in the corner and had a look at myself. I was animated. I touched my face and the reflection mimicked. Very odd. Was I dreaming? I pinched myself and immediately flinched. Nope. Not dreaming.

 

I spotted some slippers by the bed and put those on before climbing up onto the windowsill and swinging onto the trellis. Alright I could do this. Just one foot after the other. I managed to climb down with only a few scrapes and tears in the nightgown as well as some small cuts on my hands from the thorns. Now to find out where I am. And hopefully not get caught. I had to keep a level head. Freaking out would not do me any good.

 

“Oh I just can’t believe you just did that! You coulda hurt yourself sugar!” A loud voice with a Southern drawl yelled from behind me.

 

So much for not getting caught. I turned around and came face to face with….Charlotte LeBouf? What the?

 

She came forward and took my hands in hers. “And look what you’ve done to your pretty little hands! Oh don’t you worry sugarplum! We’ll get you all fixed up and in a new dress! You can’t go wandering around in your nightclothes! The very idea! Yoo hoo! Aurora! Ariel! Lookie who I found wandering around!”

 

….What?

 

Before my eyes Ariel and Aurora walked into view. They smiled as they walked towards us.

 

“Hello Desmoira. It’s good to see you awake. You had us worried for awhile.” Aurora said as she smiled.

 

Ariel stepped forward. “I’m sure you know who we are and we’re so happy you’re finally here! Oh there’s so much to do! There’s dresses to make and so many other things!”

 

“Ladies there will be time for that later. Right now I’m sure she has plenty of questions. Why don’t you go and have something prepared for her to eat? I’m sure she’s starving.” A voice spoke from behind us.

 

There was no mistaking the man who walked towards us. It was Yen Sid.

 

The others curtsied and left.

 

Yen Sid sat down on one of the benches and motioned me to sit beside him. I sat down and stared at my hands.

 

“I see you escaped your room out the window. Quite impressive I must say. Now I suppose you’re wondering why you are here. There’s no easy way to say this...but you Desmoira are my granddaughter. The parents who raised you found you as an infant on their doorstep. I do not know who your parents are but I can tell you that you look exactly like your grandmother...Mab.”

 

I couldn’t believe this. How was this all possible? I couldn’t understand it completely so I did what anyone would have done. I fainted.

 
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