Chapter 148: Ten Years Ago: Part One
Ten Years Ago
Evanna ran down the halls of the palace, her little shoes padding across the marble floors until she stopped and found the perfect hiding spot. Flinging a long ceiling to floor length curtain aside, she hid behind it, pressing her small body against the wall, her height not quite reaching the window above her. She covered her mouth, looking down at her shoes as she listened to the frantic call of her name and quick footsteps following down the hall she was now hiding.
"Princess! Princess Evanna!" Maggie called for her, the distress shown in her voice. "This is not funny! Please, this is not the day to be naughty!"
Her nanny’s scolding voice and words made the young princess bite the inside of her cheek in guilt. Evanna did not want to stress Maggie, but she didn’t want to be anywhere near Isabel, especially after she ripped the skirt of her favourite dress the day before. The one she wore now was a last-minute replacement for the day. She was dressed in a navy gown, the middle part of her dress golden and the sleeves flaring out from the pinned golden ribbons.
Her long raven locks were pulled back tightly into an uncomfortable bun, braided both sides of her head. Important day or not, she wanted to have some fun before playing happy families. Evanna shifted her weight after holding her tense position for so long and peeked her head around the curtains after the silence of the hallway remained after Maggie’s footsteps left earlier. She stepped out of her spot with a relieved sigh after seeing it was clear.
She skipped to the door that led to the servants’ quarters below the castle with a small grin. Descending the stairs, she watched as the servants rushed around both in excitement and stress. Evanna was probably the only one who wasn’t looking forward to the day, unlike her sister, who boasted about becoming good friends with the visiting crown prince.
"Your highness! What are you doing here?" A panicked maid rushed towards her, curtsying after her question.
"Is Ger here?" She inquired, looking up at the maid and making herself look as innocent and sweet as possible.
As always, it worked, the maid sighed guiltily. "He is in the stables, princess."