Dear mariposa
Grnnnnggggg
There was a sharp rusty sound from the far end of the walls like two metals grinding... maybe indeed are... but it was the open of an old door...
Kimberly bowed in respect of the lady who walked out...the lady was dressed in one of her old queenly attires...there were diamond rings in her fingers except her pinky which held a rusty looking golden ring....a dusty veil covered her face but she didn't seem to mind... perhaps already used to the dust creeping in from the desert near by
" how are your parents Kimberly...?" the old lady was asking... patting her on the neck like she wished to take a sip of her blood...there was this creepy grin on her lips like she was hiding a titter in her mouth....of cause she was... queen Monica was a pain in the ass, a torment one would wish to escape from...slaves had no parents...how could she certainly keep asking this girl about her parents just to tunt her....?
Kimberly didn't say a word...she swallowed down hard and kept as quiet as could be
Queen Monica burst into laughter shaking the rusty soil of Mariposa....a land of metal and heat.... hiding from the desert yet in the desert
" oh please get me my daughter you peasant slave"
Kimberly immediately rushed in through the door to avoid anymore ridicule from the old witch...she only wished she had enough courage to hold a knife and stab this woman until even her spirit dies.....
There were chains around her feet as she walked down the metal floor heading for princess Natasha's room.... princess Natasha's slave... Melissa was sitting outside on the floor...she looked up to see Kimberly approaching...a frown quickly crawled into her face and her lips tightened
" what in heaven's name are you doing here Kim?" Melissa stood up... having equal chains as Kimberly around her feet...the two ladies wore a frown...they certainly had issues managing the relationship between them
" as much as you don't want to see me... likewise do I...I'd never wish to cross your path if I didn't work in the royal house... and ofcause for the lady... she wishes to see her majesty" .. Kimberly explained...there was contempt in the way she looked at Melissa...
They heard the sound of the rusty door opening up...they both bowed their heads... princess Natasha walked out gracefully and passed them without a word or as little as a look at them..... Melissa followed but left a space of two feet between them... Kimberly waiting till they disappeared into the Hall way before following...
Her royal majesty princess Natasha only walked into the throne room...she bowed and then placed her sandaled foot on the red carpet leading to the throne where the Lord and lady...her parents say watching her...
On getting to them.. she knelt , took both their hands a placed a kiss
" you ought to be in bugland my child" queen Monica smiled down at her... motioning her to rise but she seemed resolute... obviously she had a plea... Monica's smile narrowed " we understand we betrothed you without your approval child..but you are a princess...she should have been married by eighteen... now you're twenty and you expect us to let it slide?" Monica continued....her eyes narrowed and her brows contracted...her face was gradually turning red but she seemed to be managing her temper...she wasn't a woman of patience.
" father... mother..spare me this last year and I'd marry... save me the agony and let me spend more time with you" Tasha was saying.....
" shut up child... what are you even talking about... every young soul craves for bugland because it's a land of freedom...you get to rule along side your prince. .you are allowed the freedom you so desire....why do you linger here in Mariposa...who holds nothing but the heat and dust from the desert .. agony and despair!!....I wouldn't want to here another word from you Natasha...quit this dispute and go to bugland" Monica was on top of her voice now. ..
The slaves who dared not enter the throne room could hear....her voice echoed through the rusty metal walls and down the palace halls ... but backed up with a quick sweet silence... Monica was panting now
" pack your things Natasha....you leave for bugland tonight" king Phillip finally spoke in something like a whisper.... Natasha's skin burned. ..she rose to her feet in rage and stormed out the throne room slamming the door that had never been slammed before..