Odette awoke to the sound of knocking at her door. "Princess?" A soft voice called from the other side of the door. Odette kept silent, closing her eyes. Perhaps if she pretended to be asleep she could get out of going. Last year had been her first year to visit the prince and she wished it would be the last. Neither Odette nor Derek took a liking to each other, but it wasn't up to them. Their wedding had been promised before she was even born. Queen Uberta was a dear friend to Queen Aline Swan, Odette's mother, and the day Derek was born the two Queens decided to make a plan. If Queen Aline gave birth to a girl she would be betrothed and their lands would be united. When Odette was the tender age of three a darkness had fallen over their …show more content…
"You must wake up, Princess." Bridget, Odette's handmaiden, gently shook her shoulder. "Oh, I see a smile. Princess, are you pretending to sleep?" She chidded, giving the princess a poke on the nose. Bridget had been like a mother to Odette ever since her mother had passed away. "No." She replied, with a giggle. Bridget stood back, placing ehr hadns on her hips. "Now. You behave like a princess and get up." Odette opened one eye and looked her handmaid. "I don't want to go." She whimpered, hoping her sweet maid would take pity on her and let her fake having chicken pox. She didn't. She let out a huff of frustration and hurried over to Odette's closet opening it to reveal the billions of glorious dresses. SHe was clucking her tongue as she scanned them. Odette sat up and rubbed a hand over her eyes. "Bridget?" She said, softly. The hand maid stopped her clucking and turned around to face the princess. "Yes?" She watched as the child infront of her bit her lip and her troat bobbed as she swallowed. "Have you ever been inlove?" She asked, her tiny fingers reaching up to play with the end of her braid. Bridget had to look back to the dresses when she replied. "Yes, Princess. I
However, forgiving not only her mom and dad, but herself has allowed a new queen to take order, August. When her father finds out where Lily’s been hiding all this time, he goes to take her home, “I looked into his eyes. They were full of strange fogginess. ‘Daddy,’ I said. ”
The castle is as inviting to her as it had been to her father. The Beast is welcoming and not the ogre that she had originally thought he would be. Slowly as time goes by, they develop a bond of companionship...
From the very beginning, Anna's first impression on Caro was a positive one. Caro had been through so much in the past several months that she appreciated every little thing Anna did for her such as dusting and cleaning her room, changing her sheets and bringing her a linen cloth with her meal. Unlike Harriet and Rose, Anna went out of her way to get to know Caro on a...
Here, Alyss learned that she would need to live up to the real world responsibilities that people have to live up to everyday. Once in England, she was staying with a family that constantly tormented her about her claims of living in Wonderland, which caused her to lose faith in the place where she grew up and had to treat her beliefs and childhood as if they did not exist in order to live a normal life. Alyss even said, “Yes, it was a solution… Become just like everyone else.” (148) She began to accept the life of a normal girl and took on responsibilities like getting married. “If she’d had time to think about it, Alice might have stopped herself, considering the idea too whimsical. But the words had a force of their own, and only after she said them aloud did she realize just how appropriate the idea was. ‘Let’s have a masquerade.’” (172) At this point in time, Alyss Heart, or Alice Liddell, had just begun to take on the responsibility that any young adult would take at her
"From behind the maid who opened the door darted a lovely little girl of nine who shrieked ‘Daddy!’ and flew up, struggling like a fish, into his arms. She pulled his head around by one ear and set her cheek against his.
...cts of the mother and the descriptions, which are presented to us from her, are very conclusive and need to be further examined to draw out any further conclusions on how she ?really? felt. The mother-daughter relationship between the narrator and her daughter bring up many questions as to their exact connection. At times it seems strong, as when the narrator is relating her childhood and recounting the good times. Other times it is very strained. All in all the connection between the two seems to be a very real and lifelike account of an actual mother-daughter relationship.
Her pale, bloated face wore an expression of imbecile happiness. Every now and then her eyelids closed, and for a few seconds she seemed to be dozing. Then with a little start she would wake up again杦ake up to the aquarium antics of the Tennis Champions, to the Super-Vox-Wurlitzeriana rendering of "Hug me till you drug me, honey," to the warm draught of verbena that came blowing through the ventilator above her head-would wake to these things, or rather to a dream of which these things, transformed and embellished by the soma in her blood, were the marvellous constituents, and smile once more her broken and discoloured smile of infantile contentment.
...alized that “a girl was not, as [she] had supposed, simply what [she] was; it was what [she] had to become” she was starting to admit defeat, and then finally when she begins to cry, it is here that the narrator understands that there is no escape from the pre-determined duties that go along with the passage of a child into being a girl, and a girl into a woman, and that “even in her heart. Maybe it (her understanding that conforming is unstoppable) was true”
She illustrates,"The baby frets. The maid sulks." It ignites an atmosphere of worry and concern as Didion's mood of an ominous darkness thickens.
“Arrows Of The Queen” is a story that teaches us many lessons. In “Arrows Of The Queen” the author uses the motifs Abuse, Friendship, and Duty. A motif is a recurring theme, idea, or subject in a literary work. These motifs help readers connect and learn life lessons.
But as soon as Sethe understands who Beloved is, Beloved's claim on her is total. Sethe no longer goes to work; she attends to Beloved's wishes. Denver - who once was the most important person in Sethe’s life - tries to make claims on both Beloved as a sister and Sethe as a mother, but she is gradually shut out of the relationship. Sethe doesn’t want to tell much about her past to Denver, but to Beloved she tells nearly everything. “It became…incomplete reveries.” (p. 58)
Imprisoned in the “cardboard world” for a long time, Antoinette feels so lonely. “Long ago when I was a child and very lonely I tried to kiss her”(Rhys 180). She thinks of her childhood, and she does not remember many things. Undoubtedly, she becomes more abnormal. “One morning when I woke I ached all over. Not the cold, another sort of ache. I saw that my wrists were red and swollen”(181). Something bad has happened to the poor woman. “Grace said, ‘I suppose you’re going to tell me that you don’t remember anything about last night’”(181). Grace’s words imply that Antoinette often forget about something. A submissive wife is changed by her husband’s indifference-- she endures loneliness, coldness and despair.
Since the beginning of her life, Louisa isn't allowed to express herself because her father continually stresses the facts. Mr. Gradgrind suppresses Louisa's imagination and all she can do is wonder. One example of Louisa attempting to view the unknown occurs when she and Tom peep through a loophole in order to see a circus (8). This is the first time both Louisa and Tom have seen such a sight. When asked why they were there, Louisa curiously answers, "Wanted to see what it was like" (8), a response any normal child would have. Her "starved imagination" (8) is curious and needs some sort of avenue for release. As Louisa blossoms into a young lady, the young Miss Gradgrind enchants one particular suitor. Her father thought that it was time for Louisa to marry and had a suitable companion in mind. When Mr. Gradgrind asks Louisa if she would like to be Mrs. Bounderby, all Louisa can utter is, "You have been so careful of me, that I never had a child's dream. You have dealt so wisely with me, father, from my cradle to this hour, that I never had a child's belief or a child's fear" (63). Mr. Gradgrind interprets his daughter's words as a compliment to him and his strict belief in teaching only the facts. But Louisa means she has not experienced life and has never been given the chance. Her childhood has been murdered by her father's strict insistence on the perpetuation of facts only. Although Louisa realizes she has been enslaved by the theories of fact, she willingly enters yet another bondage to Mr. Bounderby allowing the process of her suppression to continue.
She goes on to tell her mom about a dream she had and how her prince would take her away and care for her forever. She says, “Prince Charming rules life for us now” (Page 64). Her mother gives her a hard time and tells her that she is a foolish child. Sibyl laughs and really doesn’t care about the reality of the situation because she is in love and that is all that matters to her. She is living life like she is on stage and rehearsing for the marriage scene. Sibyl really thinks she loves Dorian and tells her mom, “I love him because he is like what Love himself should be” (Page 65). Sibyl’s mom reminds her daughter that she doesn’t even know his real name, but Sibyl is very naïve and innocent and although she knows very little about who Dorian really is, she doesn’t really care. She knows he is rich and she knows he is beautiful and she is hopeful that he can save her and care for her. These fantasy-based ideas are obviously not founded on real
Mary, the kitchen maid, stood behind Mrs Broadbeam the cook in the kitchen. His Lordship wants to see me? Mary asked, looking at the cook's broad hips and behind. That's what was said, Mrs Broadbeam replied, rolling out pastry on a huge table. What's it about? Mary said. How would I know, the cook said, I'm in no position to ask that. Mary wiped her damp hands on her apron. Steam rose from pots on the stove. Who asked for me? Did he come down himself and ask for me? Mary said, standing beside the cook, looking at her worriedly. No, his Lordship didn't, that new nanny, Miss Spingle, came down. Said it was to do with the child, Miss Alice, the cook said, giving the maid, a hard look. You best get up and see his Lordship, I need you back here; there's lots to be done. Mary felt a cold finger run up and down her narrow spine. It wasn't her fault the child had crept into her bed the other night, it wasn't her fault that the child had asked her to be her adopted mother. The child must have spoken. Unless someone had seen the child leave her room the other morning, or saw her creep into he room during the night. Mary felt nauseous. She was done for. Out of a job and home. Who'd employ her after this? Shall I go now? Mary said anxiously. The message was for you to go see his Lordship as soon as you were back, the cook said. There was an annoyed tone in her voice. Mary hesitated, looking around the kitchen as if for the last time. Go on then, the cook said firmly. Mary wiped her hands as dry as she could on the apron. Am I all right as I am? Mary asked. His Lordship wants to see you about something, he's not taking you out to dinner, the cook said. Mary limped out of the kitchen reluctantly. The corridor from the kitchen to the stairs up t...