"Isabella dear come help me with dinner" said Anayira, my mother. "As you wish mother," I replied. I walked down to mother and got all the ingredients for Arni Souvlakia (Lamb on Skewers), a traditional meal from where we come from. "Mother when I am done preparing, may I go see Damien?" I asked hesitantly, knowing how my mother acted. "Of course darling, I want you to get as much fresh air you can so you can be healthy." My eyes widened at my mother's response. "Why thank you mother, I shall be on my best behavior." As soon as I was done helping, I went to see my best friend. I knocked on Damien's door and waited for him to answer. When Damien opened the door he looked surprised to have seen me standing there. "Why do you look so surprised Day?" (Day was a nickname that I gave Damien.) "Well Bella any man in his right mind would be surprised to see you," Damien said sarcastically, "Everyone in this realm knows who your mother is.""Hey What's that supposed to mean?!" I asked defensively. "Nothing bad, it's just that your mother is very protective, that's all." Damien and I talked while time flew by, soon it was night and I was ushered back into the house by mother. "Dear Isabella you know you can't stay out too long, who knows what's out there." Said Anayira, with genuine concern and worry. "Don't worry mama I was only out with Damien, and I know he would protect me from anything bad." "I hope your right." Said Anayira. We sat in an awkward silence eating our meal, and after we were done I went to my room, laid down and wondered how life would be if I lived in a different realm. All that thinking made me tired and I dosed off into a deep sleep.
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The Princess Warrior
FantasyIsabelle was born to be the queen of Salina, realm of warriors, but when she was a month old her parents were murdered. Isabella had to go live with her aunt who had moved from Salina years before she was born. Isabella's aunt, Anayira, took princes...
