The sun shone through the window alighting the two princesses asleep in bed. Georgeanne was the one to wake first. Blue lay curled in a crescent moon on the other half of the bed. Georgeanne slipped out of bed and stood before the window taking in the warmth of the sun's rays. Her eyes then drifted to the mirror, something about it she couldn't let go.
"Georgeanne," Blue called from the bed, and her sister turned from the mirror and window to look at her. "You okay?"
She let out a breath she had no idea she'd been holding, and her body relaxed some. "Yes," she said. "I'm fine."
There was another answer. She knew it. She felt it in her bones.
Devon walked in, saw Aggie playing mother hen and asked if anything had happened. "Not yet," she said though she had a feeling something would happen and soon. She watched her daughter, thought of the two little girls somewhere in the castle, and prayed that nothing bad would happen. But her daughter had come back changed somehow, and this part of her own little girl worried her and also frightened her some. She tried not to fret on it too much. It twisted her insides making her stomach ache.
But still, she couldn't help but feel she needed to prepare for something.
... before it was taken away from her.
She thought of her girls which filled her with a light that warmed her soul. But then the girls brought memories of her - the woman that took them away from her - and that light grew dim until it extinguished into something black and bitter.
Her body twitched and tensed until an angry heat jerked her awake.
"Georgeanne," Blue called from the bed, and her sister turned from the mirror and window to look at her. "You okay?"
She let out a breath she had no idea she'd been holding, and her body relaxed some. "Yes," she said. "I'm fine."
*******
The Queen stood before her mirror admiring her reflection as she was wont to do. She had dismissed her ladies after they had finished dressing her so she could be alone. Recent events spun through her mind with no logical answer as to why they had happened. On the surface everything appeared to have a resolution, but the explanations did not sit well with the Queen.There was another answer. She knew it. She felt it in her bones.
*******
From someplace unknown, Aggie sat watching her daughter as she slept. Her emotion from the night before, although genuinely felt, worried her. There was an underlying rage that she had never know her daughter to have before. The heat of anger emanating from her grew almost to the point of scalding. They managed to calm her down, and eventually she grew tired and they put her to bed. Aggie herself couldn't sleep after seeing her daughter in such a state. Eventually she just got up and watched over her all night.Devon walked in, saw Aggie playing mother hen and asked if anything had happened. "Not yet," she said though she had a feeling something would happen and soon. She watched her daughter, thought of the two little girls somewhere in the castle, and prayed that nothing bad would happen. But her daughter had come back changed somehow, and this part of her own little girl worried her and also frightened her some. She tried not to fret on it too much. It twisted her insides making her stomach ache.
But still, she couldn't help but feel she needed to prepare for something.
*******
Her dreams took hold. Nothing solid - more feelings mixed with a smattering of images. She caught glimpses of her life from before...... before it was taken away from her.
She thought of her girls which filled her with a light that warmed her soul. But then the girls brought memories of her - the woman that took them away from her - and that light grew dim until it extinguished into something black and bitter.
Her body twitched and tensed until an angry heat jerked her awake.
