Royal Reject

Leaving behind

Maze P.O.V

My world changed. I didn't know who I am. How could I be a descendant of Royalty; I knew that I wasn't their daughter, But to be related to the Royals. There wasn't any history of the prince having siblings or a mistress. I get snapped out of my thoughts my mother;

 "Honey, It'll be alright." 

I know my mom was trying to make me feel better, but I just couldn’t. I knew from the start I wasn’t their child, but I didn’t think my real parents were related to the king and queen;

    “I don’t know what to do. I mean I love living here and being with you; and I hate the elites, but It’s my future and I can’t change it.” I was on the verge of tears.

    “Honey, we’ll always be here and you’ll enjoy being there. I promise.” She said comforting me. 

As much as I hated to admit, I knew I had to go. As the headmaster said, it’s my destiny. I should try and adapt. Although, my sister is going to be there as well. I can’t believe I’m stuck with her again. At least I get to see Ashley during work.

When we got home, Rebecca began to whine; 

 "It's not fair, I should've been a descendant, I'm the prettiest one out of us both." 

Honestly, I couldn't care about talking back and feeding her ego. 

 "Whatever, at least I get to be next to the queen as my job. Soon that'll be me."

I rolled my eyes and began to go upstairs. I started backing getting my bags back and dealing with Rebecca’s sing about how she’s going to become a queen. 

                                                                          ~The Next Day~

I couldn’t sleep last night, I was too worried about the move. I go downstairs and see my family. 

 "My little girl is going to be living royalty," said Dad dramatically.

 "Dad, I'm still going to visit. This will always be my home."

We enjoyed classic dove family breakfast; My sister making her annoying remakes, my brother's jokes, my parents cooking, and my talkative points. I'll miss this, but I have to go through with this; I go back to my room and start going through a box of old memories. I guess it would make sense why I had a mind for strategy. 

I hear a car driving into the driveway. It was a black government-grade vehicle, with tinted windows. I see two men get out of the car, dressed in guard uniforms. I guess this is it. I get my bags and start to head downstairs.

 "You'll have contact with your children after the first week via letters delivered by the castle guards." Said the first guard.

I felt the attention turn to me once I entered the room. I could see my mom trying to hold back her tears. The guards spoke; 

 "Miss Maze, my name is Robert and this is James, we will be your escorts to the castle. We'll take your bags to the car."

As they left, I said my final goodbye. I hug my mom as I'd never see her again. My dad was very emotional. Who wouldn't be, your children leaving is the hardest thing for anyone to go through. I overhear my sister saying,

 "Goodbye ugly house, I'm headed to the Royal castle." as she skipped down to the car. 

 "Mom, help me?" I said pouting.

 "Just be there four each other, I know It's going to be hard, but I'm sure you guys can get through this." 

 "I love you and I always will," I said hugging her.

 "I love you too," she said.

I grabbed my backpack and head to the car. I'm gonna admit, It was nice, but still way too much for a simple pick up. I get myself seated and look at my house. The house of my childhood and all the memories inside of that house. The car starts moving and I see my parents and my brother waving goodbye. It's official, my life as a common person ends, and my royal life begins.