Disclaimer: The characters of Eric Brady, Bo Brady, Greta Von Amberg and any other character assosciated with Days of Our Lives are property of Ken Corday and NBC. No infringement is intended. For entertainment purposes only.
The day was bright and sunny. The rays of the sun penetrated the thick
curtains of Chateau des Reves making it seem lively instead of gloomy and
scary. Greta, the princess of the castle, opened her eyes to the beautiful
spring day. She smiled inwardly and outwardly after realizing that she was
not alone.
Eric, her best friend, was seated at the edge of her bed with a flower in his hand.
"Good morning Greta," Eric smiled, handing the lily to her. Greta pushed herself up into a seated position. She took the lily from Eric.
"What's this for?" Greta asked. She attempted to smooth down any possible stray hairs.
"It's a clue," Eric said mysteriously. He enjoyed seeing Greta anxious.
"Oh come on Eric! I'll never guess," Greta cried out passionately. The only reply he gave was a guileful grin. He then exited her room with a bounce in his step. Little did he know how much Greta loved seeing that smile. What could it be? Greta wondered. She cradled the flower between her cheek and hands.
He walked out of Greta's room with the same grin on his face. The only difference was he was thinking about kissing Greta, not making her guess about his surprise. He blocked out his impure thoughts about his *friend* and began thinking about his plan. This afternoon has to be perfect, he thought, Greta has been through so much... it is time that she had something to look forward to. He raced to set up his next idea.
"Kurt!" Princess Gina cried. "Kurt! I need you!" Her cried were futile; the thickness of the stone walls and solid oak doors of her "bedroom" rendered all inside sounds non-exsistant to the outside world. She paced the length of her room muttering to herself about the upcoming ball. She walked over to the desk and picked up her lighter and cigarettes, however, before she could destroy anymore of her lungs she heard the click of the door unlocking. With a squeak the door swung open as Kurt gracefully slipped in, despite his disablility. He carried a tray of food, fresh flowers, and hand cream.
"It is about time Kurt. Are you aware of the time I have been waiting for you?" demanded Princess Gina. Kurt limped over to her.
"I am sorry your Highness, but I had to fetch eggs for the hens today," Kurt explained. He placed the silver platter on an antique desk. Princess Gina analyzed his explanation before sitting down to eat her breakfast.
TO BE CONTINUED..............
