Erin's chest constricted and tightened her heart until it began to ache. Her chest heaved when she laid her eyes on Lola's body, which lay motionless and submerged in the water, while her red dress floated on the surface. "What did you do?" Erin's voice shook as she darted into the bathroom and dropped to a crouch beside the filled bathtub. Her hands trembled as she plunged them into the cold liquid, desperately pulling Lola's head out. Erin wrapped her arms around Lola's pale shoulders, crying, "Wake up," as she gently tapped her cheeks.Lola's eyes remained closed, and her chapped lips were slightly open. Erin was devasted, but there was still hope since Lola wasn't turning blue yet. In a panic, Erin screamed, "Help!" dragging Lola's body out of the tub. Erin winced when Lola's limp feet hit the tiles with a light thud. "Help!" A shrill sound flew out of her lips as she pulled Lola's body out of the bathroom. Managing to place Lola on the bed, she placed both her palms on Lo

Duncan's heart leapt into his throat when he manoeuvred his way around the trees and sighted a girl in a red Cape sitting on the floor with her fingers clutched around her ankle. Fresh blood oozed out of the wound, which still had an arrow sticking out of it. "Me and my big mouth," she said with a soft voice as she covered her mouth with her palm, glancing furtively around the woods. It was difficult to get her facial features because the oversized hood of her cape covered her face.His heart twitched, and he pressed his back against a tree, becoming visible once again before he stepped out from behind the tree, but the girl still appeared to be oblivious of his presence. "Hello, are you alright?" He started, inching closer to her as remorse washed over him. "Do not come any closer," she rasped, fear oozing out of her skin, and she tried to stand on her wounded foot. "I am here to help," he said, and then proceeded to add, "I promise." He got closer to her, but his nose itched w

Erin's rushed steps reduced to sauntering when she approached some maids, and a train of, "Good evening, my lady," followed each other, which she responded with a small smile. Once she was away from them, she increased her pace, taking the right turn that led to the twin staircase. Various paintings of generations of kings hung on the wall. An empty spot beside her father's painting caught her attention, and she stood in front of it, reaching a hand to feel the smoothness of the wall which was coated in navy blue paint. Someday, when she is crowned as Queen, her painting would be occupy that space. Her heart was constricted in her chest, and her breath caught up in her throat when she thought about all the responsibilities that came with ascending the throne as Queen. Her stomach churned, and she recoiled, pulling her hand back and holding it to her chest. "Why does it feel like the weight of the world will be on my shoulders when I turn Queen?" Erin asked herself, rubbing her shou

Duncan Mirthon"Yeah," Duncan moved to the side, quietly inviting her into his room. She walked into the room, tilting her head down in sadness. Duncan closed his door and rubbed the back of his neck, eyeing her. "How are you?" Duncan asked, and she shoved her hands into the pocket of her parka, hanging her head down. "I am not doing fine," she started in a shaky voice. "I feel like throwing up," she stated, pulling out a hand to place on her forehead. "And I-"Hilda halted in her tracks, and Duncan's eyes enlarged when he saw her sway a little on the balls of her feet. He rushed toward her and held her waist, gently placing her to sit on the bed. "Are you okay?" Duncan inquired in a worried murmur. She shook her head before her cheeks became full, and her eyes bulged. Her hand flew up her face to palm her mouth, and she jumped off the bed, dashing to the bathroom. Duncan went after her and caught sight of her crouching before the toilet and wrenching out her gut. He walked clo

Erin Grendel "What are you talking about?" Amelia questioned, puckering her forehead into a frown of confusion. "You know very well. Why have you been stealing portions from Aunt Kayla's portions?" Erin requested an answer. "It is none of your business," Amelia hissed, returning her gaze to view Aunt Kayla. "I am sorry, but I promise to take permission next time."Feeling insulted, Erin tightened her dental bone, getting a knack of a faint headache."Amelia, watch your tone. I am your elder sister and heir to the throne. I will not tolerate you talking to me in such a manner that not even our parents use," Erin warned Amelia, drilling a hole into her sister's forehead with her eyes. "Girls, girls," Aunt Kayla began, stepping in as a mediator. "There is no need to fight, I have already sorted everything out. There, there, Erin."She patted my back, thumbing my chin and angling my head to view her. Erin was a tad taller than Aunt Kayla, but Aunt Kayla was thick like their mother and