Behind the Mask

Kidnap

Elizabeth’s pov

Eight years later

I love looking out of my window. Looking out and seeing all the stars or watching the guards walking around, protecting the castle, or watching the maids busy at work. They have pretty normal lives compared to mine. Being royal has its challenges. Attending balls for political gain, the endless wars that we never know how the start but always ends with peace and gain land or allies out of it. With a sigh, I closed my window and locked it. I went over to the bookshelf I had in my room full of my favorite books. I picked up one of my all times favorite books. I sat on my large bed, and as I opened the book, there was a knock on my door. I closed my book with a sigh and said, “ you may enter!” loud enough to be heard through the door.

The maid opens the door and tells me, “ Princess Elizabeth, your parents would like to see you.” after she told me, she cruised. She wore a black dress with a white apron, and her dark hair was in a loose ponytail.

“ Thank you, please tell them I will be there soon.” she cruises and closes the door behind her. I get off my bed and look in the mirror. My dishwater blonde hair was in loose curls, and My dress was silk, royal blue, and white it hugs my waist perfectly. It was simple, but not too simple. My ladies in waiting do have good taste. The dress almost matches my eyes.  I closed my door and headed to the throne room. I was lost in thought about what my parents could want  when all of a sudden, “LIZZY!” My older brother Charles scares me. 

“Charles! You know how I hate being called Lizzy; it makes me feel like a little kid.” give agave him a punch in the shoulder, which hurt my hand because he is really strong. He sits there and laughs at me. I glare at him. I always wondered why he was single ( besides, when he gets likes this, then I understand why), but he is a good-looking guy. He shared my blue-green eyes. His brown hair is always short and well maintained. He is tall and strong and has always been protective of my sister and me. 

“ HAHAHA! You should have seen your face. It was priceless!” He continues to laugh at me. After some time, he managed to calm down and asked me, “ What were you thinking about?”

“ Mind your own business, Charles!” I said to him, sternly. “ And don’t pull I am the future king crap because I am allowed to have my own thoughts,” I told him.

“ Well, I could always make a royal decree that you must tell want you are thinking,” he said, kind of chuckling.

“ well, let me save you a few steps. I think it would be a waste of power just to see what your sister is thinking.” I said with a smirk 

“ Whats a waste of power, and why do you guys always leave me out of stuff? It is not fair! I will tell Mom!” My annoying 10-year-old sister Alexandria screams at my brother and me. 

I rolled my eyes, and my brother spoke up, “ Alex, we were not leaving you out of anything. You came late in the conversation.”

“Well, don’t start talking until I am there! Because who knows, you might be talking behind my back.” Sure Alexandria, we will wait for you NOT. Ugh, how much you want to bet mom and dad called us here because of her. It would not surprise me one bit. Alexandrea skipped to the throne room. I gave my brother a knowing look of what I was thinking, and he just gave me a shrug.  The doors open for us. 

“ Queen Victoria and King Nicholas, Your son Crown Prince Charles of Golden Rose kingdom and your daughters Princess Elizabeth and Princess Alexandria.” The announcer said to my parents.

“ Thank you, you are dismissed!” my mother says from her throne, which she does not look thrilled she wore a purple and white dress that hugged her waist perfectly. She had blue-green eyes, and her hair was a dark brown with gray. She looks like my sister, just older, and my father was scary quiet like he always to me; he always looks half-crazed. He wore a deep red robe with a gold circlet on his head, and his hair was to the point which you could never tell if it is blonde or grey. When the announcer left, my mother snapped her head to my brother. “ Charles, why do you think it is ok to stick your tongue out at your sister Alexandrea!” I giggled a little bit because it was so pettie for my sister to tell on.

“ Elizabeth, this is no laughing matter! Your brother is the future King and needs to start to act like it!” she scolded my brother and me. “ The more I see you, Charles, the more I think we should give Alexardea the title.”

“Sorry, mother, it won’t happen again,” he said with seriousness on his face. Of course, my mother and father would choose Alexandria because she was their favorite. They tolerated Charles, but they hated me. My brother spoke up again, “ Is that all you called us for, Mother.”

“No, Elizabeth, you will be going to join us in court tomorrow your old enough. Just don’t embarrass us.” She said in a sigh.

“ But Mother,” my brother said, which shocked me. I thought he believed in me, but before he could finish his sentence, my mother cut him off.

“ Charles, it is not for you to decide! Elizabeth is 20 years old. She can handle it. I don’t want to hear anything more from you! You are in enough hot water as it is. Don’t make it worse!” My mother yelled at him, which made my sister smirk. “ you will make sure Elizabeth is ready tomorrow morning; you can handle that, Charles, or should I get someone else to do it?”

“ Yes, mother, I can handle that,” he said with a frown. 

“ Good, now you two can go. We are going to talk to Alexandria alone,” she said, which made my sister smile even more. Great make her head that much bigger.

My brother and I left the throne room. I asked my brother, “ You don’t believe in me?”

“It is not that it is just I don’t think it is safe,” he said deep in thought.

“ When do you think it will be safe?” I asked him

Really quietly to where I barely heard him “ when I am King.” 

“ What?” I asked to make sure I heard him correctly. 

He gave me a side hug and said, “ Nothing for you to worry about. I will see you in the morning.” he smiled at me, and I smiled back at him.

“ Good night Charles.” and we went our separate ways, and I couldn’t get over what he meant it wouldn’t be safe until he is king. I opened my door and saw my window wide opened and the candles all out. I was going to scream, but just then, a cloth-covered my nose and mouth. The scent of it made me dizzy.

“Too bad you weren’t stronger like your brother.” the voice said coldly, and then darkness took over. Oh, Lord, help me!

Authors note 

Hey, Guys, thank you for reading my story. I am looking forward to more chapters Ahead :D

Amy