“This is it.” I thought as I approached the farm. It looked so much more run down than I recalled. They must have gotten along terribly after everything happened…
“Hello! Anyone home?” I called out.
The young lady swept her hair out of her face as though in deep thought. “No, I’m sorry. My late husband and I bought this place from an elderly woman, Ms. Donalds about two years ago. Never knew anyone else owned it.”
“That’s kind of you, but I should be going. Thank you for your help.”
“Mama! Mama! I caught myself a fish!” He yelled proudly.
“That’s wonderful, Charlie! We’ll have us a real feast tonight.” His mother praised. It was then I realized just how poor they were. Just a widowed mother with a child on the way, it must be hard to make end’s meet. If one fish caught with nothing more than a little net was a feast, I’d hate to know what their every day meal was like.
He beamed up at me and said thank you and I nodded.
“That was very kind of you, Mr. Richardson. I think it’s just about the greatest gift he’s ever received.” His mother thanked me with grateful tears in her eyes. “Before you go, I just remembered, there is a new princess in Uceda by the name of Liesel. She was close to poverty when the prince asked for her hand. Maybe she’s the one you’re looking for?”
As I rode away from the old farm, I couldn’t help but worry. If that was Liesel who married the prince, there was no way she was happy with him. I certainly hope she’s not married….
Next part coming soon! 😀
I stroked the nose of my favorite horse and smiled at her. She was my only comfort during these days. The prince and I still weren’t in love and I couldn’t see myself ever falling in love with him. He was nice, but hardly the type of man I wanted.
I was startled out of my thoughts by the sound of voices coming from around the back of the stable.
“It’s about time. I’ve been waiting for this ever since I got her out of prison.” I gasped and quickly placed my hand over my mouth. That sounds like Frederic!
“You did a good job. If I ever need anything else, I’ll let you know.”
That voice was unmistakably the prince.
That night during dessert, I cleared my throat softly to get the prince’s attention. “Jeremiah, I have something to ask you…” I said hesitantly.
I looked down at my food and didn’t say another word.
Oooh…. What could be happening? 😉
Next part coming soon! 😀
Okay, everyone settle down so I can begin this post! XD
I bet you’re all super happy to see this, huh? I got a splurge of inspiration today and finally figured everything out for the rest of this story! I’m SO excited to get the rest of the story posted and I hope you’re all just as excited as I am! 😀
For the previous part, click here. I just wanna make sure you’re all caught up 😉
As I walked through the streets that warm summer day, I found myself lost in deep thought. Why did I ever leave? Yes, I was terrified, but couldn’t I at least have confessed? Couldn’t I have confided in her?
“Please don’t go, Edmund.” Her pleas rang clear as a bell in my mind. “I don’t want to, but I have to.” I had said. “But why? Can’t you just tell me?” She asked of me as tears filled her striking green eyes. “I can’t. I’m sorry.” Was my vague and ridiculous reply.
“Remember me.” She requested just before she turned to leave. I’ve always remembered you. But did she still remember me? Did she even spare the slightest thought for me, even after all these years of being apart?
“Hello, Nicole.” I greeted, forcing a smile. She was my friend, but I wanted to be alone for the moment.
“Is something wrong?” She inquired.
“It was wrong of me to leave her that way. It’s high time I face her and make up for my mistakes. I thought I could beat this on my own, but I realize I need her now more than ever.” I explained, my heart heavy.
Oooh! I wonder who Edmund could be….? ;D
I hope you liked this part! We’ll get to Liesel in the next installment
Wait, what? Two photostories in a row? I can’t even remember the last time I did that! Well, you are about to find some of my deep, dark secrets… Okay, not really, but you will find out something you’ve been dying to know 😉
Riven-Delle casually looked over to where the guy was sitting. She guessed he was an older teen. Maybe 16 or 17? He seemed kind of suspicious- mostly cause he was wearing a black leather jacket.
“Uh, I don’t think you should do that, Delle. He’s obviously not a good guy. It’s not safe.” said Elijah. Riven-Delle didn’t listen, though.
“You talking to me?” He inquired as he turned to face her.
“I need to help my friend. He’s sick.” He informed.
“I told you to wait for me.” Riven-Delle scolded.
“Actually, I’m not, kid. My friend really is sick.” He stated.
And that was the last word they heard him say.
“I hope we see him again. I just need to touch that hair. How does he get it to stay up like that?” Eli wondered and Riven-Delle just laughed. She hoped to see him again, too, mostly because she felt sorry for him. She hoped he would turn from his wrong ways…
YES!! I MADE A BOY DOLL!! I’ve been planning to make him for months now, but I was finally able to do it today! I’m just so in love with him. He’s so amazing!! 😀
I’ll be posting pics soon of the customization process 😉
Do you want a boy doll? What would you want him to look like?
P.S. I also apologize for the first few photos. The lighting in my room is terrible….
“…and then half an hour later, I saw Samantha dusting AGAIN! I’m telling you, she cleans way too much.” Lana observed, though Jess didn’t seem to notice her talking.
“Humph! I’ve been sitting here doing all the talking while you just sit there staring at nothing! I’d rather be talking to Josefina – even if she always blows her top with me, at least she would respond!” Lana grumbled, and still Jess didn’t say a word.
“Oh, yeah. You live across the street from us, huh?” Jess asked.
“Yeah, I’m still kinda new. We moved there in January. Uh, so, do you mind if I sit with you?” The girl wondered.
“Sure, it’s fine.” Jess replied.
“I’m Jess. How old are you?” She asked.
“Oh, I’m 14.” Jess answered, turning her head away.
“They did, but it was too late.” Jess answered.
“It was nice to meet you, too, Leia. Maybe you could come over sometime?” Jess offered.
Hiii! I felt like making a photostory today and YAY! Now Leia is introduced! XD I know, it took me forever to introduce her, but I had other plans for her, but then things changed so I was able to make her introductory photostory at last! ;D
I hope you liked it! Have a great day!
You’re all probably doing this right now – *rechecks title* Does that really say photostory?
Yes, yes, it does! I’ve finally made a photostory! YAY!!
Annika will take over now
Sometimes when I stand by the door to the backyard and I feel the cool breeze sweeping over me and hear the birds chirping, I just feel called to go outside. That’s what happened to me today. It was so beautiful outside I just had to go out and be surrounded by the fresh air.
I smiled gleefully as I watched them. They were so adorable, it killed me.
Awww…. I love my horses, but I hardly ever use them! It felt good to give these little ponies some attention
Have you ever pet a pony?
Hi everyone! I got to thinking how it’s been a super long time since I’ve made a photostory, so today I set aside some time to make a short photostory for you all. I hope you like it!
“Well, okay.” Eli agreed and strummed a few notes on his electric guitar.
“Yeah, come on, Dal!” Eli urged him.
When Eli heard him, he felt sorry he had encouraged him to play. He just knew Lana was going to pick on him, but when he looked at her, she seemed to be smiling. He wondered if perhaps she was enjoying it.
“That was the worst thing I have ever heard in my entire life. I can’t believe mommy wasted her money on a guitar for you! You can’t even play! She should have spent that money on something that could actually be played well by somebody. Like a piano for me!” Lana said full of disgust.
“Well, look, you can’t expect to be the best guitar player ever after just 5 minutes of playing. And that goes for anything. If you’ve never done it before, how could you know how to do it perfectly? Just give it some time. Keep practicing and some day you’ll be so good that Lana will wish she had never said what she did.” Jocelyn said.
Arent the guitars so cute? I got them at The Dollar Tree a few weeks ago! I think they’re perfect for dolls, but I just wish they could hold them more realistically. Oh well, it still works great!
Do any of your dolls play the guitar?
2 weeks after the proposal of marriage from the prince at my front door, I found myself walking in the palace, my palace gardens with a wedding ring around my finger. How was I supposed to refuse such a generous offer? All I had to do was marry him and my mother and I would be saved from poverty.
Any normal girl would feel delighted and honored above all to be a princess, but not me. I didn’t love the prince and, though I knew he was trying, the prince didn’t love me either. All I wanted was to return home with my mother and for everything to go back to the way it was before Frederic began to interfere with our lives. But at least my mother was taken care of. That was the important thing.
He motioned for me to come to him, so I did. “Are you alright, Liesel?” He inquired. I stared at him a moment. I could tell him that I was miserable and felt very alone, but I didn’t. Instead I simply said, “Yes.” Jeremiah raised his eyebrow with concern. “Somehow I feel like that isn’t true.” He said skeptically.
That concludes this installment of Masquerade! The next part will be up soon! 😀
I returned home from prison the day Frederic told me I was free to go. Although I was glad to be free, as I walked home I still felt like I was in a prison. All of my usual friends who would stop to at least say “Hello”, didn’t even give me a second glance. They walked right past me. They were shutting me out because they finally knew who I really was.
As I walked into my home, I saw a strange sight.
My mother wearing some old clothes, her hair up, and an apron around her waist. What was really strange though, was that she was looking sadly at a pile of her best dresses. “Mother?” I said to get her attention.
“Oh, Liesel! I’m so glad to see you. Are you alright?” Mother inquired, quickly looking over me, probably checking for any scratches or bruises.
“Yes, I’m fine. How and what are you doing?” I asked, glancing over her shoulder at the table.
Mother went back to her work and looked at me with sad eyes. “I’m sorry, Liesel, but I had to sell all your clothes and other belongings.” She apologized.
“You have no reason to be sorry. I’m the one who should be apologizing. It’s all my fault that everyone knows about Father.” I said full of guilt. “Oh, Liesel, don’t blame yourself. Your-” Mother was interrupted by the sound of knocking on the door.
I stroked her purple striped dress and admired the embroidery done on it. I felt so awful that my mother had to give her lovely clothes away and I wondered if we would ever be fortunate enough to have such luxurious gowns again.
“Oh, my. I – I – forgive me, but I am afraid I couldn’t possibly allow my daughter to do that.” I heard my mother saying to whoever was at the door.
“Mother, what is it?” I inquired.
Mother politely excused herself and said in a whisper, “The prince is here. He heard about the debt we are in and said he has been in search of a wife, but can’t find the right one. He says his father has been pressing him about the matter and now the prince says he would marry you in order to please his father and save us from going into poverty.”
That concludes part 6!! Look for part 7 coming soon! 😀
The palace guards had caught me red-handed with the Rainbow Stone and dragged me down to their deepest dungeon. I was to stay there until further notice. I worried terribly about my mother who would wake up the next morning to find me missing and discovering that I had been sent to the dungeon in Ethenia.
I felt like I was awake all night, but knew it wasn’t so when I woke up to a gentle voice saying, “Liesel. Liesel!”
I opened my eyes and saw my mother standing on the other side of my cell wrapped in her golden shawl and carrying an old folded up blanket. “Are you alright, darling?” My mother inquired, her voice quavery.
“No, I’m not, but I am better now that you’re here. Mother, I’m so sorry about all – ” I began, but Mother interrupted me,
“It’s alright. Here, I brought you a blanket to keep yourself warm.” She said as she handed me the blanket through the cell bars.
“Thank you.” I said gratefully and wrapped it around my shoulders. “Mother, truly, I am so sorry. I should have told you about my meeting with Frederic, but I was scared. I thought I was doing the right thing by keeping our secret, but I ended up getting put in jail. I’m so sorry.” I apologized as a few tears entered my eyes.
Mother wrapped her hand around mine and said, “I know, dear. And it’s okay. We’re going to work this out.”
“Times up.” The jail guard said and mother looked back at him sadly.
“I have to go now, but don’t worry. I’ll be back soon. I promise.” Mother said sincerely. “Goodbye, Mother. And thank you.” I said and watched her go with an aching heart.
The next morning, I lay on the floor of my cell sobbing. I missed my mother, my home, and I absolutely hated being locked in the dungeon. I was beyond miserable and completely depressed.
I heard footsteps stop at my cell and looked up, expecting to see my mother, but instead was disgusted at the sight of my visitor. “What are you doing here?” I inquired angrily.
“I’m here to give you the good news. I’ve spoken with the king and he has agreed to let you go.” Frederic said with a broad smile that made me suspicious.
“Why are you smiling?” I asked suspiciously.
“Oh, maybe just because I know that you’ll end up poorer than a lowly servant before long.” He replied with a grin.
“What? What did you do?” I demanded of him.
His face grew serious. “You didn’t get me the Rainbow Stone and now you never will. Therefore, our deal has fallen through. I told several people back at your home kingdom the truth about your father and by now the word is spreading like wild fire. Before long, you and your mother will be in so much debt that you’ll be forced to sell your home and all your belongings. You’ll be living on the streets!” Frederic finished with a merry laugh.
I turned away and said, “No…”
Frederic began walking away, but he said over his shoulder, “You really should thank me. After all, I just gave you back your freedom!” He may have given me back my freedom, but now my life and reputation was destroyed.
To be continued in Part 6!! 😀