Playing with Fire I Chapter 1

by Venus in a land of broken dolls, bronze sunsets, and hearts that always loves true

CHAPTER 1

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No useless plot can be determined without strength of will, dedication  and..... "Princess Katherine?" Startled I dropped my quill and turned.  There standing was Jorge, the butler. "Uh, yes?" I asked trembling  slightly. "His highness Ren, would like a word with you." proclaimed  Jorge without blinking, or moving, or giving at least one think to the  words that flowed from his mouth. "Yes, of course." I curtsied clumsy 
and filed out from my large bedroom.

The throne room was ways down from my bedroom on the Cardinal Wing -  Father, King Tingeneral, thought it would be funny to name each 'wing' 
of the castle after a bird. The throne room was in the Blue Jay Wing.  It seemed only a few days since Father died. He was sort of man who 
knew what was happening every time of the day, and if there was a problem he was the one to ask. My sister, Odelia, was lucky enough to 
come upon his resourcfulness. Sometimes I wish I had that sense. Mother was peasant from Western Quiere. But some say she out-shined 
stars and was born to be a Queen. Mostly I believe this....yet it was another tragety to add to my list. She died in the crossing from 
Eastern Quiere. It wasn't her fault - it was the horseman's, if you wanted to choose the blame. But the real point is that Odelia is in next for throne, but the Snake, is always out for the kill, I say, and if you were to ask me, Odelia queen, is never going to happen. Who is the 'Snake' you may ask? My dreaded uncle, taking throne until Odelia is ready for her royal duties, his name is Ren.

I stood outside of the throne doors, waiting for Guestomi Twins to  open the doors and roll out the velvet red carpet. It was not proper for a princess to walk on anything but red carpets. It`s all a bunch of rubbish I say. Oh I`m sorry! Proper english... I wish that I could have any other life than this one. Though some would die for the chance to be royalty, nothing is ever what it seems.

It seemed like forever when Guestomi One opened the door and Guestomi Two rolled out the carpet. I walked along the carpet almost perfectly 
except for my many trips along the way...... I walked with my head hung, as princesses should properly walk - as Madame Beauford says. 
For she is our - Odelia`s and mine - etiquette teacher. When I finally got the chance to raise my head, I saw Odelia, standing regally next to Ren.

  Her blonde ringlets hung in braids that circled, and formed a bun at the top of her head. Odelia's cheeks were always a rosey pink, and her lips were always a pale pink. Her skin had a sun kissed glow. Look-wise we were night and day.

I had black hair, but like Odelia's, mine were ringlets too. I had bloodred lips, and pale skin. At first glance some have sad I look almost dead, like a body you find at a funeral. But I had another thing in common with Odelia, I had the rosey pink cheeks - that is what I an proud of sadly......

"Katherine?" snapped Ren. Breaking through my thoughts of contrast between of Odelia and me. "Oh,yes?" I answered half-heartedly. "We -"  started Ren. "have a problem on our hands!" interupted Odelia with her brow furrowed. This derserved a dirty look from Ren, and a muffled laugh from me.

"Yes, well what is it?" I questioned in my thin Western Quiere accent that I inherited from Mother. Odelia gave Ren a quick look of fear, and then she turned to me and took a deep breath, "The Black Star is rising!"

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