Chocolates and Perfume

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_______Angela________

"After the ball", my mother said, where did you go?"

"I went straight to bed and promise I didn't even open a single gift." I vowed.

My mother's creased and she stared in my eyes. As if she could read my mind.

"Then where did all the gifts go?" she questioned.

"I err... gave them to hmm... Sara and Travis." I said cautiously.
She stared at me very curiously because it was very abnormal for a princess to give up all of the gifts to a half stranger/friend.

"Go bring Sara and Travis." she muttered to one of the servants with a little scowl.

An awkward moment elapsed between my mother and I.

I looked out the beautiful windows, watching the sun sparkle the snow. The snow glimmered and suddenly a gale pushed the snow near a an ancient tree. It was tallest than all the others and had a black fog surrounding it. The snow instantly turned black like a disease spreading through the pure snow.

"Travis and Sara, have you received any firsts from Angela?" my mother asked, trying to observe their facial expressions.
It snapped me out of my trance.

Both Travis and Sara came down with their robes on and looked half asleep. It was only six.
"Mmm... yes she gifted me chocolatey which tasted wonderfullo?" Sara slurred.
"And some cologneeee." Travis's voice echoed in the palace.

"What happened?" I asked carefully watching both Travis and Sara giggle at my seriousness which irritated me even more.

"Heeyyy you have beautiful eyess." He said barely looking at her but strangely at me.

"Wait," he hiccuped, "you have the eye color as - .."

He collapsed on the floor, inwardly shaking and wailing but fell asleep in a few seconds.

Meanwhile, Sara looked suspiciously at my mom and I.
"Are you guys drunk?" I asked apprehensively, watching Sara's face turn happy.

"Well, I do not think I am drunk but just a little more happy." she said, holding on to the chair.
I knew that the perfume and chocolate must of had something to make them both react this mad in front of my mother.

"Uhh, are you tired?" my mother asked immediately as she saw Sara look at Travis on the floor.

"Is Travis dead? I knew this is a big dream!, and yes I am feeling awfully tired." she said shutting her eyes. She fell to the ground.

Gracefully, one of the strong servants lifted her and Travis to the couch.

"Check if they are dead." I told them.

They found their pulses, so they were alive.

"Now good thing we didn't give you those chocolates and perfumes because you could be unconscious like them." my mother concluded.

For the first time in many months, my mother actually acknowledged me!

"Okay, so we should just stay awake tonight and let the Department of Emergency Help fix everything." I say hesitantly, watching my mother's eyes toward the king's throne.

Where in the world is my father? He was supposed to be here?!

"Where is father?" I asked lightly.
Her eyebrows shot up.

"Oh... he is terribly busy tonight and went to an another kingdom for a day to settle matters."my mother said, fixing her gaze on Sara's sleeping figure.

My mother sighed all at once and was about to say something but just then the doors fly open.

The Department of Emergency Help always came at the right moment to be as a detective or to arrest.

They found all criminals in the kingdom.

"Move.... move out of the way!" the department people yelled as they made it towards the bedrooms.

Sara and Travis, laid on the sofas comfortably, not caring about the ruckus the Emergency Help did the whole night while my mother and I stayed up just to see the criminal walk handcuffed.

"Here is the guy." the leader of the group said as he quickly tied the man's giant hands.

The worst part of it all was it was someone who held a place in my heart even though we acted like we hated each other.

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