My Bodyguard Is A Vampire

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 1

My name is Hazel. I am a princess, A princess with a different mindset.

Right from adolescence, I understand what life is. In life, not all your wishes come true. All my life, I have always wished to be a regular person, not too rich and not too poor, but none of it come to pass.

All in the name of been a princess, I don't dress myself up, neither am I allowed to do things regular people do. I hate the life I am living, I am not allowed to make friends with people of no royal status not even with the maids who attend to me every day. It is believed that the maids are categorized under common people and just happen to have the opportunity to work in the palace. Whenever dad reminds me of this I always feel angry but have no right to show it.

When I once happen to be in the yearly moon ceremony which takes place in a neighbouring kingdom. I was granted then to walk around town but not the way I wanted it, my dad had twelve guards follow me. I happen to be passing by a wishing well where a woman and her daughters are standing. "what would you like to o wish for?" .The woman asked her daughters with a smile. I stare at them as I observe the flow of the conversation between them. " I wish to be a princess like Hazel,and..........

"shhhhhhhhh, don't say it out or it won't come true".

The smile on my face disappeared as I carefully walk away. It seems this is every girl's greatest wish .

I returned back to the gathering where the other princesses are. I could hear them chatting in groups , it is obvious they are talking about their plan for the future. Some are talking about getting married to a prince and some are talking about being richer. And I am interested in none of that .

Morning king Collins,your breakfast will soon be served. A maid named Clara walk forward and announce. She does this every morning, to get us prepared for breakfast.

I slowly walk forward and greet my dad as usual, then a maid step forward to pull out a chair for me.

Looking at the way the maid pull out the chairs and the way they walk in to serve, it feels like watching the same movie for years, I feel bored but have no right to complain

Even though I have limited access to people which saddens me whenever I think about it, I still tried to make myself happy by doing what I like doing the most, I should say my hobby.

I love singing, I am very talented in the area of singing. By merely looking around me, I can compose a song and sing it. Singing helps me escape the reality of what is happening around me.

I feel comfortable, and everywhere feels peaceful whenever I sing, the melody singing brings takes me fer away from my sorrows.

One of my hand maids named Stella also loves singing. I have heard her singing so many times but I just smile from behind.

I have made so many efforts to talk to her but every thing was just futile. Often times when she comes to help me to dress up my hair which is every day, I 've never get a chance to talk to her .

It is believed that no maid have to he right to talk to someone from a royal family casually which I hate.

Early in the morning after eating breakfast and after taking my bath, Stella as usual walk in to perform her duty on my hair.

After taking a deep bow,she opened the the wardrobe and brought out every thing she need.

She proceed to dressing my hair. while she dress my hair I think of many ways to talk to her about singing. At a time I decided to talk but looking into the fierce eyes of the guards I decided to shut up.

The guards are always there whenever any maid is attending to me. And when no one is with me they stand outside the door. I can't stroll around the palace whenever I want.

At a certain point i thought of ending my life but I shake off the thought after concluding to fight for my freedom when I get to a certain age.

I have watched a lot of movies and seen in reality kids and teenagers free with their parents but I can't talk to my father. He is busy most times, he often goes to meetings party and gatherings by royal people .

And when he is not busy, I don't know the difference. He feels like a stranger to me. He believes I don't need to talk to him about anything. I don't know anything about him. Just like others he believes all I need is money, clothes and security which I have in essence. He sweeps my words under the carpet whenever I tell him about needing his fatherly love. No one cares about the loneliness behind the curtain which saddens me a lot. Whenever I think about it I feel like the world had turned it's back on me. In my mind I concluded that every one is the same they only care about care and fame.

Early in the morning. I could hear William's (My guard) deep voice asking if he should let Clara in. I wondered why she is here by this time. It is not yet time to dress my hair. Yes. I answered after a minute of thoughts.

Clara walk in slowly with Jack following.

Good morning princess Hazel. She greets with a full bow. Morning Clara.I replied as I rub my big sleepy eyes. How can I help you?. I ask coldly.

His Majesty said I should inform you that there will be a royal gathering in the palace today. My muscles suddenly weaken after hearing the news.

And he said you must not behave how you did the last time. I roll my eyes upon hearing this. He said I should come and dress you up in your most beautiful dress.

I know there won't be anything exciting in the gathering. It is just a replay of the same once again cause they will repeat the same thing they did the last time; talk about wealth, drink wine and talk about royal things.