“Charlotte what did mother tell us? You have to bow to your superiors.” The grand hall was full of guests in outrageous dress again, Anne was trying her best to be presentable, but her younger sister was not so worried about her public appearance. “Why though they aren’t taking any notice of me!” Many heads turned to face the outburst, so Anne tried to smile and pretend that she was happy but after the quests turned back, she silently kicked Charlotte with the heel of her right shoe. “Thank you so very much, if you weren’t here then I would have a much better public appearance and maybe people wouldn’t avoid me.” Almost immediately she knew she had made a mistake even though Charlotte tried to hide it, she ran from the room in tears not caring about the murmuring that she had caused. Charles tried to chase Charlotte down the many corridors but soon lost her in the labyrinth of passageways. He called out “Charlotte, where are you?” but there was no reply, he decided that it was not worth him getting out of breath for, so he strode back into the ballroom. “Anne, what did you do?” He said with a hint of anger, “Charlotte was really upset, and wouldn’t listen to me.” Anne replied, “I’ll talk to her when everyone’s gone home.” Charles could tell that Charlotte was angry, so he walked over to a woman in a pink ballgown which billowed out from her unnaturally thin waist and a heavily powdered face. Charlotte locked the door of her huge bedroom and sighed “Why do I have to follow these stupid rules?” Something startled her, a voice, a voice as sweet as syrup, that she recognised but did not know who’s voice it was. “I know, but I could erase them if you came with me.” The mystery in the woman’s entrancing voice dragged Charlotte to follow the woman. Before she knew it, she was falling down an unusually long hole. Landing next to the woman she took that opportunity to study her, she had a stern face with the top half covered in white paint, the woman was wearing leather trousers and a cloth shirt and Charlotte admired her style even though it was very unladylike. The woman smiled which did not suit her face at all and explained “My name is Daiyu, and I’m the enchantress of this forest!” Charlotte thought about her lessons in foreign languages but then remembered “Daiyu means Black Jade, you’re the Black Jade, the great enchantress from our history books!”
ugh, idk if this is good Re-write! “Charlotte! What would mother say if she saw you now? These last words sent shivers down charlottes back. Moon
