Blue ran from her room and headed to Georgeanne's room where she found her sister sitting up in bed, a single candle on her nightstand lighting the bedroom. Her back pressed up against the door, she stared at her sister from across the room. "You felt it, too," said Georgeanne. Blue nodded unaware if her sister could see her or not. Slowly she peeled herself from the door and crossed the room to the bed.
"What was that?" she asked.
"I don't know," said Georgeanne, "but it felt... angry?" She tilted her head in thought. "No. That doesn't seem to be the right word."
Blue leaned on the wooden frame at the foot of the bed. "Yes," she agreed. "It was angry, but it was also something else."
"Whatever it was, it was strong," Georgeanne stated.
"Agreed." Blue rounded the bed and sat beside her sister. "Do you think we should be worried?"
"Why?" she answered plainly. "I don't even know what that really was." She paused in thought a moment before asking, "B?" Her sister looked at her. "Were you scared?"
Blue thought a moment. When it had happened, it had woken her, and she felt the need to rush to Georgeanne to see if she had felt the same thing, but as to it scaring her? "No," she replied. "I was scared at all." Thinking on it some more, she added, "In fact, I felt-."
"Loved," said Georgeanne completing her sister's thought.
"Yes," said Blue. They sat in silence a moment, wondering how something so angry could also make them feel so loved. Georgeanne was about to say something when the door opened. Both princesses turned to find the Queen standing in the doorway.
"What is going on here?" she asked eyeing both girls suspiciously.
"I had a bad a dream," said Blue.
"A bad dream?" repeated the Queen.
"Yes," she answered. "And I came to Georgeanne to seek comfort."
Her wary eye turned to the other girl. "Is this true?"
"I had been soothing her nerves for the past few minutes before you arrived," said the princess.
"Indeed," said the Queen. "Are you feeling better now?" she asked Blue.
"A little," she said, "though I was thinking of sleeping here tonight if it was all right with Georgeanne."
"It is all right with me," said Georgeanne patting Blue's hand. They both turned to the Queen, and she couldn't help but ask, "Is that all right with you?"
The Queen stood, staring at them both. Feigning as sincere a smile as she could, she said, "Of course it is." She reached for the knob and said, "You two let me know if you need anything." The girls thanked her, and the Queen wished them pleasant dreams before closing the door. Back in the hall, she mulled over the conversation immediately disbelieving every word that had come out of their mouths.
Something was afoot. She could feel it in her bones. And she needed to find out what it was and soon.
"What was that?" she asked.
"I don't know," said Georgeanne, "but it felt... angry?" She tilted her head in thought. "No. That doesn't seem to be the right word."
Blue leaned on the wooden frame at the foot of the bed. "Yes," she agreed. "It was angry, but it was also something else."
"Whatever it was, it was strong," Georgeanne stated.
"Agreed." Blue rounded the bed and sat beside her sister. "Do you think we should be worried?"
"Why?" she answered plainly. "I don't even know what that really was." She paused in thought a moment before asking, "B?" Her sister looked at her. "Were you scared?"
Blue thought a moment. When it had happened, it had woken her, and she felt the need to rush to Georgeanne to see if she had felt the same thing, but as to it scaring her? "No," she replied. "I was scared at all." Thinking on it some more, she added, "In fact, I felt-."
"Loved," said Georgeanne completing her sister's thought.
"Yes," said Blue. They sat in silence a moment, wondering how something so angry could also make them feel so loved. Georgeanne was about to say something when the door opened. Both princesses turned to find the Queen standing in the doorway.
"What is going on here?" she asked eyeing both girls suspiciously.
"I had a bad a dream," said Blue.
"A bad dream?" repeated the Queen.
"Yes," she answered. "And I came to Georgeanne to seek comfort."
Her wary eye turned to the other girl. "Is this true?"
"I had been soothing her nerves for the past few minutes before you arrived," said the princess.
"Indeed," said the Queen. "Are you feeling better now?" she asked Blue.
"A little," she said, "though I was thinking of sleeping here tonight if it was all right with Georgeanne."
"It is all right with me," said Georgeanne patting Blue's hand. They both turned to the Queen, and she couldn't help but ask, "Is that all right with you?"
The Queen stood, staring at them both. Feigning as sincere a smile as she could, she said, "Of course it is." She reached for the knob and said, "You two let me know if you need anything." The girls thanked her, and the Queen wished them pleasant dreams before closing the door. Back in the hall, she mulled over the conversation immediately disbelieving every word that had come out of their mouths.
Something was afoot. She could feel it in her bones. And she needed to find out what it was and soon.
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