Playing with Death

Day dreams - If only

I picked up my bags and walked towards a door that I thought was the closet. I then set the bags down and opened the door. Inside the closet one of the walls had shelve covering it, and on the wall across from it had railing so that I could hang up everything. Both wall already had many types of clothing stored away. But the one thing that caught my attention was the back wall, which was covered entirely by a mirror.

I stared at my reflection as if daring it to move and looked over myself. My skin matched the color of caramel, ohh I want some caramel! No, stop getting distracted. I shook my head and continued studying myself. My eyes were violet cat eyes. The color I hated because of its history. My hair was curly, green, and down to my waist. In my hair my crown was resting on top of my head and I was tempted to rip it off and throw it against the wall. I then felt fire start to lick up my arms.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The fire had disappeared. I then turned around quickly and slammed the closet door shut violently. My anger was the one thing that was always hard for me to control. When I was younger I set about eight of my mentors on fire. What a fun childhood.

I stretched my limbs and walked over to the bed. Sitting on the bed were three envelopes and a box. I picked up the envelopes and looked over then. One was gold and I set that one back on the bed. The next two each had a name on it, Dawn Monroe and Jaxton Cyanide.

I walked over the bed side table and placed them in the drawer. I then returned to my original spot and opened the envelope.

Dear Queen Lilah Renegade Cyanide,

Welcome to my castle. There will be a welcoming ball and dinner at seven thirty. You will be announced at eight. Also the box on the bed was left by your mother and father.

Dreading this ball,

Dexter Monroe

I looked at the time and it was six. I walked to the bathroom and stepped inside. The entire bathroom was black and gold. There was a glass shower in the corner. I then got prepared for my shower and hopped into it.

After my shower I put on my robe and stood in front of the counter. I decided to braid my hair at the top so it circled my hair like a crown. I then decided to just quickly do a natural eye look and put on bright red lipstick. This will do.

I walked back into the bedroom.

I turned and looked at the clock above the tv. Seven. I cursed and ran into the closet to find something to wear. My eyes widened as I realized how bad I and at this.

I turned quickly and started chanting a summoning spell. When I finished the spell a door about the size of my hand emerged in front of me.

I knocked twice, "I am in dire need of some assistance. Would you so kindly lend me help from Rosalyn and Marigold?"

The door opened and out popped two fairies that I haven't seen in years. Rosalyn was wearing bright red while Marigold was wearing a fiery orange.

"Hello queen how may we help you?," said Rosalyn.

I nodded and sat on the bed," the welcoming ball starts in thirty minutes and I have no clue what to wear."

They both smiled and darted into the closet as fast as their tiny wings could go. After them arguing for what seemed like hours they both came out with a purple dress.

"Put it on and don't say a word."

I sighed and slipped on the dress. When I turned to them they both gasped.

"It's beautiful b-," Marigold started.

"But the color won't due," Rosalyn finished.

"Many of the females will wear purple because they think you will, so we need to change the color." Marigold started pacing in the air.