Author: mitraofawesomeness

I sighed. As we approached the throne room, Nye wrapped one arm around me; trying to comfort me. The king, well, we had met him. He was sweet and powerful.  He cared about his kingdom more than most people. We looked into the coffin but I couldn’t stand it. I buried my face in my brother’s shirt as he comforted me. We walked away briskly, our family staying behind to speak with others about the world and it’s works. I frowned as I trotted off with my brother. Looking down at my shoes, I stumbled into someone. Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying. The boy next to her as well. They looked up at me and my jaw dropped. He looked nearly identical. From the expression on Nye’s face, she must’ve looked like me as well. We studied eachother for a minute.

“A-are you alright?” I asked, my eyebrows furrowing together. She stared at me coldly. Now I understood why my best friend called my eyes crystal. Hers were gemstones, a beautiful blue. But her expression made it obvious I shouldn’t have said anything. Or even thought a thing.

“No!” She growled. “I want to be an ordinary girl. It makes me so… so… angry!” Only then did I guess who she was. A beautiful dress, fancy hairstyle, tears. Who wouldn’t have guessed. The princess. Princess Evangelyn. Her father had died. That’s why she had cried and why she was angry.

“We could… maybe… become you?” I suggested. Evangelyn raised an eyebrow. “Like, wear your clothes and you wear ours. We live out your lives in the palace and you would live out your lives in ours. On a farm.” The princess looked at her brother, her eyes pleading with him. They discussed it quietly. In the end, they agreed. The princess handed me a mirror she had been holding.

“This is a magical mirror. My family and I use them. They help use keep in contact. Just speak my full name, Evangelyn Dark. Or Evan Dark. One of us will answer.” Evangelyn explained. I nodded and they led us to a few bathrooms to change.

As I emerged in the long, red gown, I immediately felt overdressed. As my confidence drained, I looked over at the fake me. Evangelyn looked lovely. One more thing though. I ran over to her, with a wet wash cloth in my hand and pressed it to her eyes, removing her makeup. In retaliation, she picked up some white powder and coated it onto my eyelids. Now, we could start the experiment.

Life sure is funny, eh? One minute you’re an awkward farm girl, the next a queen. Oh, i’m sure you’ve heard a story similar to this one before, but not one just the same. My name is Niara. Niara Light. Stupid last name, I know. I live in a family of four children, all teenagers. The king of the kingdom just passed on. It’s an upsetting time for all of us. His wife is doing well on her own but his son is going to have to take over duties soon. The kingdom is a nervous wreck. Not a literal wreck, though. Trust me. My family and I decided to pay our respects today. As we approached the palace, my eyes swept the place. My eyes are crystal blue, like my mom’s and my sister’s. Well, that’s not my words. It’s my best friends – she thinks my eyes look like crystals. My sister’s name is Noque. My other sister, and Noque’s twin, is named Narine. My brother is Nye. Narine and Noque aren’t technically my siblings. Half siblings is what they are, in truth. They can be a real handful as well. But I don’t usually mind. My eyes searched the castle as we headed inside. I thought I noticed a strange blur of movement in a window, but I guess I was wrong as no one else had noticed. I shook my head as I heard Nye calling my name.

“Niana. Finally, you look at me. What was going on that you had to stare at the castle for so long?” My eyes bore into his chocolate brown ones but I just shook my head.

“Nothing, nothing. I’m fine, really.” I smiled at him awkwardly. He gave a little nod and we continued walking. I looked to Narine and Noque. Narine was primping her yellowy blonde hair, complaining about how the sunlight reflected off of it. I scoffed at her, as if we had a say in that. She acted as if we were rich, rather than, well, poor. She glared down at her dress. She had hoped to get a brand new one. For a funeral. Narine’s hazel brown eyes were coated in mascara. As if Noque was any better. Noque’s hair was so blonde, it was practically white. Her skinny, aqua eyes are constantly glaring at people. Judging them. She took whatever she wanted whenever she wanted it. On the uncommon days when she spoke words, practically none were released from her lips. She wasn’t that kind of person, I suppose.

Nye was different. He was constantly joking about, messing with my mind. I barely payed attention to his looks. His hair was like my own; shaggy and brown. His eyes were chocolate, like our father’s. He didn’t care about his appearance, but rather, his personality. I wanted to hit him, basically always. But neither of us mind. We enjoy wrestling. I suppose it’s a past time of ours. But we were the closest of the Light kids. Today was an important day for us. The death of the king was awful. He helped protect each and everyone’s homes in the kingdom. The family owed their lives to him. Which was why they were here today.

Hey, babes! I’m Andromeda. Or, that’s what i’d prefer you call me. So, i’m still deciding what to do with this here site. I’m a terrible cook and I don’t want to disappoint so probably not that. Maybe makeup but i’m not a fan of sharing my face so I may get some models. Probably art, though. I like art. And basically just day to day life. You guys will be like… my virtual diary. But I hate diaries. You can already tell this is going to go great. Notice the sarcasm. Okay, see you later.