Here comes my new story. Read the other one as well.
I'm sorry if there are some mistakes in it, but English isn't my first language. I'm trying to offer you a proper English but sometimes it's hard. Just tell me if it's unbearable.
THE STORY BELONGS TO STEPHENIE MEYER!
Enough for now. ENJOY!
It was a warm summer evening. A perfect day. Nothing showed that this would be the most terrible day of my life.
I'm Bella, Princess of France. My life has never been complicated. Never consisted of more than knitting, reading and learning languages.
There was just one thing that made my day. I was training myself to use a bow. I was pretty good by now although it is difficult to learn all by yourself. I had to do this secretly because my father, King Charlie, believed that this was nothing a girl, and even less a princess should do.
My father was a cruel king. I have to attmit that. He just wanted more and more power. He conquered other countries and didn't care for his people at all. I loved him as a father, but I hated him for his behaviour. I always praid that his actions wouldn't come back to us one day.
Regarding this it shouldn't have been so shocking what happened on that warm summer evening.
I was lying in my bed reading, when I heard people shouting outside my room. I opened my door just a little bit. What I saw nearly made me faint.
My guard was dead. Killed. Everywhere was blood. Everywhere soldiers. Fighting. Screaming. Dying. I was frozen.
I saw Daniel, one of my father's soldiers and the only one in this castel I believed I could call a friend, running toward me, screaming my name, begging me to go inside and hide. He desperatly tried to reach me. But he never would. He was stopped by a sword that went right through his chest.
"NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I tried to run for him. Heal his wounds, make him come back to me. I was stopped by a huge soldier I didn't know standing in my way. I looked up to be met with dark eyes that held no mercy. As my eyes travelled down the stranger I saw his sword.
"You monster." I sreamed slaming my fists against his chest "You killed Daniel. You bastard."
He grinned down at me. It made me sick.
"Wow. You sure have some spirit in you. I like that. I guess you're Princess Isabella?"
I just nodded unable to speak.
"Good." That was all he said before he grabbed my arm roughly and guided me through the fighting. He didn't even seem to notice that I tried to break free. I vaguely noticed that he was obviously guiding me to the Crown Room (I don't know what it is called in English. You know the room where the throne is).
Our way there I don't remember clearly. I remember the blood and the soldiers crying for me. Most of all I remember the feeling that took hold of me and wouldn't let go of me for a long time.
The feeling of loosing everything.
We entered the Crown Room. I just wanted to wake up from this nightmere. I wanted my maid Mary to wake me up and tell me that I would have to get up and get ready for my English lessons. But I didn't wake up. There was nothing to prevent me from seeing the horrible scene in front of me. My dead father at the feet of a man that looked so evil that it made me shiver just to look at him.
My feet gave out under me but the soldier who still held onto my arm tightly prevented me from falling.
"You can't give up just now, honey. You think this is bad? Just wait. You'll get to know hell soon enough." He whispered into my ear then he turned to face the other man and said louder this time. "This is Princess Isabella, Sir."
"Good. You can leave now."
The man nodded and let go of my arm and left the room. I fell to the ground unable to stand straight. I heard someone getting nearer and when I looked up I saw the face of the man who killed my father. He kicked me in the stomach. I cried out in pain and brought my knees to my face.
"Your pathetic." I heard his voice from above me. "You're father was a cruel man it's only right that he's dead now. He won't threat anyone now. And you'll have to pay for his actions Princess. From now on you're not a princess anymore. We will take you to England where you'll be my Prince's slave."
He brought his face close to mine.
"Your father killed my family. I'll make your life hell I promise. I'm James. Remember that name. Until we're in England I'll make you suffer for what you did to my family."
I hope you liked it. Please tell me.
I don't know how often I'll update. But I promise I will write this story until the end if you like it and review. I want this story to be good. It has been in my head for some time now and I just had to write it down.