User blog:Iseabail*the*Passenger/The Lady in the Green Dress

= The Lady in the Green Dress =

Prologue
''A man leads his son and his wife through a long hall, completely covered in portraits of young men and women. The man is too interested, the son not enough, and the wife is in her own world at this point.''

''The son and wife start again from the beginning of the stone hall, but the man stays behind, gazing at a portrait of women with piercing green eyes, pale skin, and grayish-brown hair. He gazes at the painting, recognizing the woman, her dress, veil, and crown. Trouble was, the dress was torn and now it was pristine. The woman was dead and the painting was new.''

''A single tear slips down the man’s cheek. He collapses on the floor, as the servants rush to their king’s side.''

The mourning bells sound throughout the kingdom, and wails of grief carry on the wind.

''The autumn gales carry the sounds to a mother and daughter, coming home from the fields. They stop and smile at each other, then keep walking.''

Chapter One
Packed between odiously large trunks, bags, and the occasional mannequin, a girl about seventeen smiles to herself, her green eyes glinting. After all, she, Ava Lily Marsi, was the subject of the portrait that the king himself died in front of.

Going over a rut, the wagon bounced, and sent an antique stool flying at Ava. She dodged quickly, and the stool whooshed past her, out of the wagon, and shattered on the path. The wagon horse behind hers spooked at the sound, bringing the caravan to a screeching halt.

Ava climbed out of the wagon, and gathered up the pieces in her apron. "Looks like Lyly's," she said, examining the design.

"They're not going to be happy about that," James, her wagon's driver, said.

"Does this mean we can stop for the day," Ava asked hopefully.

"Hey! We're stopping for the night!"

"Thank Amalthea!"

"Now come on, you have to help set up the other people's tents." James started unloading some furniture from Ava's wagon, which was basically the luggage wagon at this point. She had five bags, so all of the extras that didn't fit as chairs and tables for the other candidates in their wagons were shoved in hers.

"Why?"

"You don't have a tent, and you know the only reason you managed to pay your way here was working as a maid, so start working."

Ava sighed, and then began setting up the furniture and tents with James.

Chapter Two
Coming Soon!