Your Pov

You sigh as you stare silently out your bedroom window. It's snowing outside, and you're relived you aren't the one causing it. Hearing a laugh, you look down into the castle courtyard and see your little sister Tessa. She's outside, and you watch as she tosses the cool, white powder into the air. She laughs with sheer joy, and more than anything you wish you could be there with her. But the frost coating the window pane underneath where your hands are reminds you again why you can't. Unable to watch her attempting to build a lopsided snowman, you tear your eyes from the window.

Flopping down onto your bed, your eyes begin to water as you pulled the f/c blankets over your small body. As you allow yourself to sink into your cloud-like mattress, you start to think.

Your parents, King Lukas and Queen Veranda of Iscia, tell you all the time that you're special. You believed them but still...

"So special that I have to be locked away in your room 24/7" you ponder, bitterly.

Then again, it was kind of your fault. You remember the traumatizing incident like it was yesterday...

You, a seven year old princess, were showing four year old Princess Tessa of Iscia a new trick with your powers. The younger princess adored your ability, and glued her eyes to your hands, which were swirling with magic. You created an ice disk which sort of resembled a Frisbee. It was lightweight, and easy to catch, and the soft, fine edges had no jagged points either of you could get cut on. The first few minutes of tossing it around were of pure bliss. Villagers started to gather at the gates watching you play. At first, both of you missed catching it as it soared above your heads, but after a while you began to get a hang of it. Throwing faster and faster, the ice disk flew between you two, staying briefly in your hands before it was off again. You excitedly snatched it from the air and flung it back towards your sister as hard as you could...

SMACK! The ice disk slammed straight into the center of the four year old's head, shattering. You gasped in pure horror as Tessa collapsed in faint, landing on the grass, which was luckily still coated with a thick covering of snow. The gathered crowed gasped with shock, and panic ensued.

"TESSA!" you screamed, running to the limp body of your sister.

"Someone help her!" the baker's wife screamed, rushing forward. After that, everything was a blur, people running and hands grabbing at you and Tessa. You remember few hysteric cries of the others.

"Get the king!"

"Someone fetch the queen!"

"Where's the medic?!"

Your parents came running out of the castle, lead by some of the villagers. Suddenly, the world becomes fuzzy, and your vision dots. Your couldn't tell reality from fantasy, and after that, you met the ground.

I am SOOOOO sorry about the cut off, but I do luckily, have a reasonable explanation. I'm actually trying to re type this from another fanfiction site called Quotev, and it's been a pretty slow process, with school, hw, and the other various junk in my life right now. But I PROMISE you I will work on it every study hall in school I get. I love writing this, and I want to get chapters out as quickly as you all want to read them. My writers oath:

I, Isabella _ (if you don't mind, I'm not sharing my last name, stranger danger xD) solemnly swear to work on at least one chapter per study hall.