Medevil Magic

                                                Dispair with a Twist

It was a fine day in Greenwillows Lokdan, Saturn. Dora leaned out her room window and sighed. She was to marry in two weeks. Normally this was a cause of great jubilation. In this case, it was not so. Dora was to marry the crudest, fattest, most repulsive man alive. Dora stood and looked at herself in the mirror, she wasn’t ugly. With her dark blonde hair, blue eyes, and small frame. She didn’t deserve to be that man’s wife, much less his twenty-third! How many wives does that man need?  Dora thought in anguish. She gazed at her wedding dress; it was, in a word; beautiful. It had white roses entwined down the sides. Dora had tried it on many rainy afternoons, day dreaming about her own knight in shining armor. She couldn’t be like Princess Brittany. Dora scowled at the thought of her. No one could be like princess Brittany. She wasn’t really a princess, but every one treated her like royalty. Just because she figured out how to make a bow. Dora thought disdainfully.

Dora was interrupted in her brooding by the cook, calling out the dinner call. Dora started down, and recalled when the whole adventure started. With one untimely visit from The Lord Briane himself.

It was a slightly chilly spring day. Warm enough to wear a sleeveless dress, but you still had to wear a wrap.Charels was visiting that day,Dora recalled, presumably looking for a new trophy wife.
'He must have gotten bored with the old one alreay.' Dora thought. Unfortunatlely,that was a bad year for crops. Charles knew that, for a certain price, a family will let them marry. which is why, when she heard the Lord Briane knowck on her door, her heart filled with dread. Her Dad answered the door.

"Well, Hello Lord Von Briane, How nice of you to visit us." Her Dad said, annoyance only just kept out of his voice. As lord Briane was well known for buying his brides, and even more well known to visit the familys before trying, and sooneror later suceeding, to buy his brides.

"yes, well. It wouldn't be very neighborly if I didn't call every once in a while.." Lord Briane replied in a voice positively dripping witth vanity.
"But of course." Dora's dad had said as polite as he could."Would you like something to drink ?" Her dad, again trying to be as polite as posible. It is not wise to displease a lord.
"Yes,Thank you. I will have a small something.