Fairy Tale

Music: You're beautiful by James Blunt



Well yesterday I promised a happy story, so here's my attempt at a fairy tale.

Princess Emma ran through the woods, leaves and branches broke and stuck to her flying brown hair. Mud slashed onto her skirt, but she kept running. She heard the dragon crashing behind her, as it flew through the trees. She glanced back behind her then slipped.
Prince James pulled back on his reins. His horse, Albert, reared back.
"Whoa, Albert." James slipped off his saddle and walked back to were he saw something in the woods off the path he was riding. He walked over and saw a beige dress with brown hair. He tapped, what he assumed was a woman's shoulder. "Miss?" She didn't respond and James assumed the worst. He turned her over. She was pretty, though she had a nasty cut on her forehead. James knew she needed medical help so he picked her up and put her on Albert. He then led Albert back to his palace.
Emma opened her eyes, and was immediately filled with questions. Where am I? What happened? Who am I? Suddenly an elderly, kind-looking woman appeared in front of her.
"Oh good you're up. I'm Ms. White but you can call me Dana."
"Hello Dana," Emma said. "Where am I?"
"You're in King Matthew's castle. Prince James found you in the woods."
Emma was puzzled, she couldn't remember it at all.
"Honey," Dana said, looking quizzically at Emma. "You look puzzled."
"I_I can't remember it at all."
"You don't? What do you remember?"
"Nothing," Ally replied.
Dana closed the door behind her. Poor dear, she thought. The bump on the girl's head must have caused more damage than they had thought. She couldn't even remember her name. Prince James came up.
"How is she?" He asked.
Dana sighed. "Not good James. She can't remember anything. Not even her name."
"Well, we'll help her get better, then we'll see if she remembers."
"Of course. Have you told your parents yet?"
"No, they haven't returned from their trip yet."
"Oh yes."
"Dana, you have helped me in my sicknesses, can you watch over this girl through hers?"
"Of course."
Dana would be more than happy to help the poor dear.
Emma looked at herself in the mirror, wondering who the heck she was. Whoever she was, Dana was right, she did look good in this dress. She followed Dana downstairs to the dining hall.
"It'll be just us, tonight. You, me, and Prince James. The King and Queen won't be back until two weeks from now."
"Oh. What is Prince James like?" Emma asked.
"He's very kind, smart, funny, and passionate. Lady Elaine is a very lucky woman."
"Lady Elaine?"
"She is the woman who he very well might marry."
"Oh."
They walked into the dining hall and Emma spotted Prince James. He was very handsome to say the least. Emma felt very jealous, all of a sudden, of Lady Elaine.


Ahh isn't that wonderful. The Conclusion, shall have to wait until tomorrow.