Ella Enchanted: Breaking the Curse

Chapter One: Saying Goodbye

The balls went on without a hitch. My plan worked perfectly. On the last and final evening I arrived, and Char was waiting for me, telling me that he wished to spend the whole night with me. Lela, that is.

We danced many times and vowed our eternal friendship to one another. Then it came time for him to sing:

"Well," Char said with a sigh," I guess it's now or never. Lela, you are in for a real treat tonight—you get to see your future ruler disgrace himself in front of the entire kingdom." He smiled ruefully at me.

I returned his sorry excuse for a grin, laughing merrily. "Oh, come now Char," I said, "you can't be that awful—not if you were taught in Ayortha.

With that, Char went up to sing. The song was beautiful, and for a moment, I was afraid that it held some hidden meaning that he had realized who I was. But that proved to be wishful thinking. He only knew me by the mask I wore—that of Lady Lela.

Immediately after he sang, Char was surrounded by women who all told him how wonderful he is . . . as if I didn't already know that! Not surprisingly, Hattie was among them.

Once Char finally rid himself of those sorry excuses for flirts, he rejoined me. I had been watching from a corner.

"One could certainly fault you for not recognizing a Prince in distress and rescuing him when you saw him," he said as he approached.

"And ruin the fun I had watching the spectacle, I think not!" I replied.

Char laughed. My heart ached. I remembered that, after tonight, I would not be able to hear that laugh forever. Forever is a strange word. It is so all-encompassing and yet hollow at the same time. At least, hollow without Char there to laugh at me.

The rest of the evening passed very quickly, and before I knew it, it was time to say goodbye. I had been dreading this moment from the beginning of the balls, the moment I had to say goodbye to Char forever.

"Lady Lela, thank you so much for coming to these balls and providing me with some obscure form of sanity in the face of such utter madness," Char said elegantly.

"Prince Charmont, it was my absolute pleasure," I replied. "I wish you a pleasant evening."

As I prepared to leave, Char called out to me.

"Lela, will I ever see you again?"

"I hope so Char. Goodbye." He turned away. "I love you," I added in a whisper.

Fare thee well
My own true love
Farewell for a while
I'm going away
But Ill be back
Though I go 10,000 miles

10,000 miles
My own true love
10,000 miles or more
The rocks may melt
And the seas may burn
If I should not return

Oh don't you see
That lonesome dove
Sitting on an ivy tree
She's weeping for
Her own true love
As I shall weep for mine

Oh come ye back
My own true love
And stay a while with me
If I had a friend
All on this earth
You've been a friend to me

--Mary Chapin Carpenter, 10,000 Miles

(For all of you wondering, this song does come from the movie Fly Away Home)

AN: so what did you think? Should I continue? I don't know if it's any good, so please give me the yea or nea. . .