1 October 2012
Princess? Princess Freya and Prince Lampton? So the journal was mine?
The girl was watching me intently. "Are you ok, Miss Freya?" She asked.
I gulped down the lump in my throat and nodded before going back to the stables. Lampton was waiting for me. He was waiting for me.
"It's me." I told him. "This princess is me, Lampton"
Things were starting to piece together. I was remembering who I was, my parents, Aurora and Lampton. Sweet Lampton and all things that were written in the journal were my words. They were my thoughts and feelings.
Lampton nodded. "That would make sense" He replied.
"Would it?" I asked.
He nodded again. "I guess so. I would remember if a Princess was in love with me"
"But I am a princess!"
"Yeah?" he shrugged.
"What's wrong wit-" I stopped short. The look on Lampton's face, the look of indifference, told me he knew.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"You was so wrapped up in the house. You was getting so excited that I didn't want to ruin it for you" He grinned.
I shook my head. "I haven't been excited for this house since we got here."
"Exactly"
"What?"
His grin grew wider. "Exactly" He said slowly.
"You are making no sense, Lampton" I was practically shouting now.
He shook his head, his eyes on me. Then he started to shrink, actually get smaller. I couldn't believe my eyes. His teeth grew apart and became very sharp. Whiskers grew from his cheeks, as his nose turned into one of a cat's, and the rest of his face transformed into one of a frogs.
"Hello, Princess" He croaked
Accidental Princess: Part9 • Opuss № I