WARNING: This is a very old story, written over a long period of time so it isn't the best and it has discrepancies but I wanted to keep it up as it shows my writing development. Thank you.
Who would ever have guessed that the sister of Isabella Sw...
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Chapter 106 - Christmas Eve
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Attarah made her way down the stair case of the castle. She was feeling much better, almost back to her normal self and she was very much appreciating good health. The girl had sent off the Christmas presents to Charlie and the Cullen's a few days ago and was hoping they'd like them. She'd put a lot of thought into each and every one. She was currently making her final round to the ballroom to drop off the last of the guards presents.
She was excited for Christmas, it was a magical time of year for her. She wished that her sister and father were there to celebrate it with her but she understood why they were not. She was currently wearing a white dress, the top was long sleeved and whilst the front was plain, the back had a sting of silky buttons down the center and silver embroidery with little flowers. The skirt was simple and fell to her knees in a flowing fashion.
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The beauty reached the ball room with her arms full of bags and placed them gently beneath the tree. A few other people were standing around as well and she smiled at them before heading back down the hallway. She wore no shoes but had frilly white socks on her feet.
Attarah finally found herself in the bedroom of Caius, she was so bored and made her way to his office, she peeked around the corner of the doorway and saw him speaking violently on the phone to someone in Italian. He seemed very angry and she took a moment to lean in the doorway and appreciate that he never had that anger for her. She was still yet to speak to him about the masquerade ball so maybe that luck would change. When the king finally slammed down the phone, he huffed in frustration and turned to face where she stood with her eyes widened.
