Chapter 67: And what about you?

Princess Beatrice was only three feet away from the iridescent free flowing stream of matter. She was pulled towards it in a way she had never been pulled towards anything before in her life. Her feet wanted to keep going, but her logical mind told her 'no'. She didn't know what this was, or the effects that could have on her. Was this a good idea? In hindsight, no.

She had let her emotions get the best of her and she had acted out because of her anger. She was sure bailiff would probably frown and growl at her for his mistress instigating the entire thing. Underneath it all, it truly hurt Beatrice. She felt like she was not wanted on Earth, or here in hell. No one liked her.