The Last Elf

The Last Elf by Chocolate is about the whole history of Kath. This story is made entirely by the imagination of the author, and any similarities to real life is to be considered a coincidence.
Warning: This story may contain uncomfortable content, such as mild gore. Mature. 
== Prologue ==
"Look outside, far and wide. What do you see?" Pandora looked at her son.
"Mom, I'm too old for this. I KNOW, that there's an Elf Forest out there with all sorts of MAGICAL CREATURES," mocked Zeus. "I mean, why did you name me Zeus? You really believe in all that god stuff? You are named Pandora, after that idiot."
"Don't be rude," Pandora raised her voice a bit.
Ugh, why is the whole family so obsessed with fantasy? the eleven year old child thought as Pandora left the room. He stared at the symbols on the walls. Really. Why do they dress me up in these horrible clothes?
Zeus decided to go take a snack. Although it was forbidden to eat a snack in the middle of the night, he made this a routine every night. He tiptoed down the stairs, looking up once in a while to see if his mother was there. Finally, he reached the kitchen. Zeus opened the cupboards and saw jars of biscuits and a mysterious blue thing in a jar labelled 'Do not eat'.
"Do not eat?" he asked himself out loud. They should have known that 'Do not eat' would make him want to eat it more. He curiously opened the jar and ate one, before falling on the floor, left in his dreams.
He woke up in his bed, and heard someone calling his name. "Zeus, Zeus..." 
"Wh-Who?" 
No reply. 
He saw a pair of giant eyes. "Gaaah!" he shouted, sweat pouring down his face. 
He woke up. It turned out it was a dream, but that was what he thought, before he saw a note on top of his body. 
Zeus. Help us. 
== Chapter 1 ==
Grendor's Diary
Monday
Dear Diary,
Remember Leo, that annoying elf I mentioned? Its been a long time now, and I think I changed my mind about him. Today, we met again in a garden and he confessed to me. I mean, what are all the odds? It went like this:
"Dearest Grendor, I confess."
"Confess what?"
"I stole all your chocolates."
Okay, maybe you were expecting much more than that. But no, but NO! Haha. Well, my mum's calling me right now. Bye, see you in a few minutes.
𝔑𝔒𝔒𝔒𝔒𝔒𝔒𝔒𝔒𝔒𝔒𝔒! ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔶𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰. 𝔐𝔜 𝔐𝔘𝔐 𝔄𝔊ℜ𝔈𝔈𝔇 𝔗𝔒 𝔐𝔄ℜℜ𝔜 𝔐𝔈 𝔚ℑ𝔗ℌ 𝔏𝔈𝔒! My hands are SHAKING right now!
(NOOOOOOOOOOOO! I am yelling while writing this. MY MUM AGREED TO MARRY ME WITH LEO!)
My mind is off in different directions:
My devil side: NO! I FORBID THIS FROM HAPPENING!
My delicate, beautiful angel side: Maybe, it isn't so bad. Mum says its to protect our treasure, since he's a prince. Maybe I can escape the house.
My middle side: Stop fighting. Too late for BOTH OF YOU! I already signed a contract.
Right now, I have to sleep. Not like I will be able to.
Tuesday
We had our wedding today. I prefer 'The Loss Of Life day'. And I. Hated. It!
I was forced to say a bunch of words, and the fairy that was running the whole thing was like, "DO YOU AGREE TO HAVE THIS MAN AS YOUR WIFE?"
Oops. Got a few things wrong.
I wanted to say "NO! I WANT TO STOMP HIS HEAD OFF!" but I couldn't, since at that moment mum was giving me one of her deadly glares.
So I was forced to say "Yes".
== Chapter 2 ==
"Wake up, Kathleen," said her mother, pulling Kath out of the bed.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaat?" Kath yawned, stretching her arms.
"The Queen told the whole Elf Kingdom to come to her palace," Grendor explained with a frown.
"Again?" Kath retorted. Why does the Queen tell everyone to come to the palace when a little problem happens? She shouldn't be a Queen!
"Dress into your dress and come outside," Grendor replied, ignoring the question and went out of the room.
"Fiiiiiiiiiine," Kath said. She fell asleep on the bed for a few minutes, before hearing her mum's voice come into the room. "Kath! What's taking you so long?!"
"NOTHING! I AM JUST SEARCHING FOR A PERFECT DRESS TO WEAR TO THE PALACE!" Kath lied, and sat up.
"Kath, I already put a dress on the cupboard for you to wear," her mother remarked.
Kath went to her cupboard and looked above it. There was a ridiculously puffy dress with silver sparkles all around. 
"Ugh." 
She had argued with her mum before, and Grendor always won. There was nothing she could do but wear the dress. 
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