C3 Chapter Two

Cyanne had went to selena room, to help pack the clothes, and do the laundries. Cyanne was actually scared of her. She met the king and queen there.

"Greetings, your royal majesties"she curtsied.

"Hey,"the queen muttered under her breath.

King carlos didn't even bother to respond to her greetings.

"What do you want, you witch daughter!"Selena asked rudely.

"I actually came to take the clothes for the laundry"she answered meekly, trying her best not to annoy the king and queen.

Selena pointed the wardrobe, Cyanne got them and went out.

She took them downstairs, the castle premises changed so much, perhaps it's because of the preparation going on.

Terra was soon getting married, the engagement had been done some months back. And the real wedding is in a week time.

Cyanne began the washing of duvet and other stuff, she was never tired of the job, she felt that it was what she was born to do and had to do it with happiness and liveliness.

The only thing she hated about the world, was the name people called her.

'Witch?' What was that? Why did everyone hate the sound of that, why do people run away whenever her name was mentioned.

All these left a scar, in the heart of the little girl.

She wished her mother would come to take her, but she would have to ask mother why she left her alone.

Cyanne longed to see her mother, every other kitchen maids talked about their mother and it made her feel bad.

"My mom is the best, she helps me a lot" they would say.

And she doesn't have a father as well.

How unfortunate,

She finished the laundry, and decided to go to her basement, and paint.

She loved painting since she was a child, and often used different colored flowers as a paint when ever she finished her drawing.

Cyanne room was full of drawing and painting in all the wall.

She often draws a picture of her self, hugging her parents, sometimes going with shopping with mom.

Today was actually her fifteenth birthday, and she have to draw a picture of her self.

But not in her tattered dress.

She drew the painting of herself wearing a long ball gown, she drew a woman standing closer and they both wear a crown.

Cyanne clutched the ohoto closer to herself, and promise to show it to her mother, whenever she found her.

Outer the castle.....

King carlos was seen standing outside with his guards and was talking to a general, a parasol was above his head to protect him from the scorching and blazing sun.

A dark purple smoke engulfed the turret of the castle, no one seems to noticed it, because it's only at one part of tge castle turret,

The smoke became thick and was entering a hole.

Cyanne was just done with her painting, she placed the picture on the wall.

"Come here my dear"she heard a very thick voice from inside the wardrobe.

She had never opened the wardrobe, in her life the king warned her sternly not to open it.

"Who is there?"she asked meekly.

"Come"the voice replied.

She didn't want to move, but she found herself walking closer to the wardrobe, and at last, she opened the wardrobe door.

There inside, there was a young looking woman, wearing a dark purple cloak. She was tall, and had three shiny violet color on her forehead.

"Hi, who are you?"Cyanne asked.

The woman came out of the wardrobe.

"Oh my my, i was asked to protect you"she answered.

Cyanne was confused, "protect me?"

"Yes, come on, i am allana and you must be cyanne"she began.

Cyanne was shocked.

"How did you know me!?"she asked bewildered.

"Well, don't question me, i was sent to look after you, dearie" she answered.

Cyanne was confused the more.

"Who sent you to me?"she asked.

"You will know soon, just follow my orders, I'm kind and honest, I will just look after you"

Cyanne sighed, she looked at allana face, she is quite beautiful with dark brown eyes.

"Okay, but there is no convenient place for both of us"she said.

"Don't worry dear, everything is alright, Happy birthday"

"Thank you allana"Cyanne smiled.

"I have a surprise for you, ta-da" allana brought out a beautiful designed package.

Cyanne opened it, and behold it was a new dress, a violet colored silk dress with a matching sash.

Cyanne didn't know whether to accept it or not, she barely knows this lady, who seemed to know much about her.

"Take it, it's yours"allana urged her.

"Thanks"she smiled nervously.

"Don't mention it dear. All you have to do is trust me, i won't hurt you"allana smiled.