The beginning of this tale starts way back before I wrote a thing about it.
Centuries ago there once was a kingdom, the king’s son was unwillingly betrothed to a princess.
And then he carelessly fell in love with the princess’ lady-in-waiting.
When the King found out he confronted him.“You have shamed this family.
You are sworn to never to see that wench you call your love, and you are ordered to apologize to the princess before it’s too late.”
“What did you say to me boy!”
“I said no. I’m tired of not having a say to what’s said of me. If I can’t be with the one I love I won’t be with anyone else. And that’s my decision! Not yours, not anyone’s!”
“Then you’re not my son.”
The prince was caught by surprise at this and didn’t notice the palace guards walking in to escort him out and never in again.
Soon after this sad moment the King died from old age, or sorrow, or maybe even by the hands of his disowned son.
Months later the daughter of the late King, (the prince’s sister), was crowned Queen, and has been Queen ever since.
Here my dear readers is where this tale of mine began, because I might quiz you so……
Meanwhile, Iris in distress, was trying to comfort her hysterical mom. “Mom! Mom! Please calm down. I have no idea what you saw or what I heard, because there’s no one there.”
“But the royals were here, they were right……….”
Suddenly, she went dead quiet and stared intently out the window.
Iris was quite frightened by this and slowly turned her head to the window.
The vast sky went from the pink and purple colors of dusk, to the pitch blackness of midnight in seconds.
Utterly terrified, Iris slid from where she was kneeling on the floor and slammed the door shut.
“Mom what is going on?” Iris cried out in fear.
But her mom just sat there staring out the window with the blankest face and the emptiest eyes.
You are probably as frightened as Iris is and don’t want to receive any more of this frightening tale of mine.
So if are not brave enough to read on then I advise you to read something else.
Iris, in pure panic, quickly got up and bolted the door, then ran to the window to bolt it too.
As soon as her fingers clasped around the bolt, the window flung open throwing her across the floor hitting her head.
The last thing she saw before she fell unconscious, was a shadowy form silhouetted in the window.
Finally at dawn, Iris, head aching, vision blurry, and heart pounding woke up in the only room of her now empty house.
Panic struck her as she realized her mom was nowhere to be seen.
The frightening but strange happenings of the that night still flashing in her mind.
Slowly, she pushed herself off the floor to a slight wabbly up right position.
Tears started streaming down her face and her heart started hammering against her chest from all the anger over flowing inside her.
If you have ever have lost a family member then you would understand what Iris was going through at this moment.
What I mean by “lost” isn’t that person has passed away, but that they are missing.
She felt so much hatred towards the person that took her mother away from her.
She didn’t know where her mother was or where she was going or if she was even alive.
She was panicking so much about these three questions that she didn’t even notice the person standing in the doorway.
Basil, Iris’ best friend and the only boy who lived in the village, concernly looked through the door at Iris.
“Ummmm…… what happened to you and where’s your mom?” “Basil! Thank God! You need to help me find my mom, she’s been kidnapped!”
Now my dear readers I’m leaving you here, so be puzzled, be scared, and I’ll speak to you soon.
P.S To all you reading this you thought I was quizing you didn’t you?
To be continued…
Inspired by Lemony Snicket (also known as Daniel Handler)
Anna, age 14