My forehead crease when I saw my mitéra Rhea—the Queen of Greece, keeps on walking in front of me. Watching her makes me dizzy.
"Mitéra stop walking!" I hissed while pinching the bridge of my nose.
Tumigil naman ito pero iyon nga lang nakatanggap ako ng malakas na hampas sa braso.
"Don't talk to me like that! I'm your mom!" singhal nito dahilan para umikot ang mga mata ko.
"Whatever," I said then continue reading.
I'm currently in our castle's library. I'm reading about Kings and Queens, as usual. Wala namang bago sa routine ko. Kung hindi magbabasa, a-attend ng magarbong salo-salo.
I'm the one and only heir of the crown but I don't want it. I wanted to be a normal person not a son of the King. I'm not saying this because I hate my parents, it's that exact opposite of that. I am so
