Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE CRYSTHALIAN CHRONICLES; From Lost to Hidden: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

---Merida’s POV--- I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I knew it was bad. For all these girls were wearing really high-end clothes and jewelry for young ladies on a simple day. Plus, there is the fact Maniac attacked one of them and I could see the other girls in the middle of a fight for what was taken out of the rooms. So, some showed signs of bruising or torn clothes, or worse broken jewelry. It didn’t look good for us, as I knew technically, we didn’t have standing, but we were guests of the king and had been staying here. But if it was proven that these girls didn’t know that the rooms were occupied then they could be excused but what about the damages? *What about Maniac?* *Dad won’t let anything happen but we need the girls to confuse to going through our stuff.* Nadia explained as she surveyed the scene. That’s when I noticed a maid glancing out of the room Miguel was staying in. No way any girl would say that boys’ things belong

---Merida’s POV--- I really didn’t notice when Mi guided me into my room or started cleaning up. That Jessenia girl really tore through all my new clothes and the packages. I just sat on my couch and snuggled Ladybug and Maniac as Mi and the others gathered in my room. Some helped Mi clean up my room while the others cried over their ruined belongings. Cora was cradling a necklace or what should have been a necklace, as the string was broken, and the pieces were loose or broken. Knowing from the state of my room, that theirs are probably just as bad. Then again, I know all of Mi’s clothes were on the floor in front of his room, but those can be replaced or washed. Cora’s necklace, Jayla’s outfit, or Sarah’s dress can’t be fixed. “Sarah I’m sorry about your dress. Jayla are you ok?” There was more to look over but right now I was just dealing with what I could at the moment. “Meri that was one of my dresses my mom sent over for

            ---Sarah’s POV---            Today was the ball and I was really upset. Because of my family’s standing I had to attend the ball, but my mom promised I could leave after the first dance. What my mom didn’t know was, I was going to skip out during the first dance. No one would notice me or even care, though that meant I would miss the first hour or so of the beach party.            Meri did a really good job on the party and put a lot of work to make this year great. The staff were really excited, and I didn’t blame them, as I was excited too. I even had my other outfit hidden downstairs by Lucinda. Though she also was hiding spare clothes for Jenn, Jayla, Cora, and my brother. Except I don’t think my brother is going to be able to leave.        &

            ---Sarah’s POV---            The night dragged on as I waited for my chance to run but I didn’t know what had been planned. The king making his appearance almost a half an hour after the ball started or that he ended up picking me as his princess for the night. A total shock and it also meant I had to dance with a few councilors or their sons.            My mom kept appearing in my line of sight and telling me to smile. I would have punched that last son in the face, if Ericson hadn’t approached and stole me away.            “Are you better now Sarah?” Ericson whispered in my ear. I tried really hard not to let the shiver run down my spine. But I just couldn’t help but fall for him. Nodding my head as I just knew my voice would cra

            ---Zander’s POV---            It’s been a year since I left the coven and found my new home. This restaurant and these people. I really shouldn’t get comfortable but looking around the table at everyone, I just want to live in the moment. This right here is what I want. And I’m hoping to never go back to that hellhole.            “Hey Zan, you ok?” Ma asks me as she passes the green beans to me.            “Yeah, I’m perfect Ma, just realizing it’s been a year since you took me in and gave me a home.” I said as I took the green beans from her and placed them aside. Then turning back, I hugged her. “Thank you!”            “Oh Zan, your welcome.’ Ma choked out. I knew she