THE LIFE OF A PRINCESS
" Every morning, the same routine" Don't get me wrong,I love being of the royal family. Though they aren't my biological parents, they adopted from the orphanage when I was 7 years old.Now am 17 years old,and waiting to see what life holds outside the castle walls.
As I stood up I signaled my maids to give me some privacy."Your highness,we are not through styling your hair" jevria said."I will complete the styling myself "."Yes,my princess " vera replied.One by one they strode out.
As I played on my bed,I thought about how me and mum looked nothing alike,I had long blonde hair,while she had hazel coloured hair,I had blue eyes and mum had brown ones.
Mum always read me stories before bed when I was younger,her favourites where the stories where the princess met her prince charming.she always said one day I too will find a loving prince who would marry me,and shower me with love but i never dreamt of a prince charming.i always wanted to be independent. "Your highness,his majesty the king and her majesty the queen require your presence at the dining table" one of the maids called out to me."I will be there in a minute"i replied.
As I walked down the stairs,I wished for once I could leave this royal cage.As a princes my every step and breath has to be very polite,very cutesy and very demure. As I approached the dinner hall,I greeted "Good morning father"i said as I flashed a smile."Good morning, princess"