Novel excerpts: Fantasy
Chapter 1
The Turning point
The girl stared out of her rain covered window the wind howled softly against the panes causing them to groan and moan in their hinges. She sighed the rain was so beautiful and here she was trapped inside awaiting tomorrow for her forced wedding. She didn’t like being a Baroness especially since her father sought for her the best of everything in her life. The ten ponies and twelve horses she had been given from her father were to make her happy. But on the inside she really never was happy about her life.
A knock rang from the doors she turned to the large oak doors, carvings of a unicorn on either door was beautiful. She heard the knock again and got up and walked over to the doors.
“Who is it?” she asked as she leaned in to hear them.
“Your dream come true,” said a mans voice from the other side of the door, he chuckled, “May I come in to see my beautiful fiance?”
The girl opened the door there stood a man whose updo was midnight black and his eyes of a rich deep blue. He stared down at her then pulled her in to kiss her. The girl turned away from his kiss in time.
“What is wrong?” he said as he stared at her in worry that she might be sick.
“I’m fine,” she said, “Jaron why are you here and why now?”
“I can’t see you Night?” he asked as he sat down on her bed.
“No, you can, it’s just the night before we marry,” said Night as she walked over to her cosmetic dresser. She stared at her self in the mirror.
“I loved your black hair,” whispered Jaron into Nights ear, “It seems to be mixed with blue. And your eyes that are the purest blue are as gorgeous as the clear water in the pond of life.”
“I’m sorry,” said Night as she walked out onto her balcony, “but you should leave for being here now would be dangerous.”
“As you wish,” said Jaron.
Night listened as his footsteps faded away and the door clicked shut. Night folded her arms and leaned her chin against them and the railing. The rain had stopped and she could hear the sound of horses’ hooves hitting the cobbled street. A carriage with a lantern on either side bobbed into view. She stared at it curiously as the carriage stopped under her balcony. The young man jumped down off the seat in the front. He shook his head and hat as the water splattered to the ground. He flipped his updo back long enough for Night to see his straw blonde updo and clear blue eyes.
The young man walked around the carriage and
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