The future Queen // Book 1

The week before our 16th birthday - Day 1

My mother called me Rose and Jasmine into her office in the library , she told us that she had some important news  .

While running down the big staircase of our castle I felt like a child again , running to her mother with excitement in my emerald green eyes and a smile fixated on my face . The library was on the right wing of the castle and we were in our bedroom which are on the left wing . As we were running I saw the windows getting cleaned , It felt like the warm summer wind playing with my long black beach wavy hair . I looked nothing like my sisters , they looked like my mother , blue eyes with a hint of grey and straight long blond hair . I myself looked like the spiting image of my father .

My mother has always loved her garden , she would sit there for hours and observe the beautiful nature . So she decided to name us after her favorite flowers  . She also used to dress us the according color to our flower Rose in red , Jasmine in White and me in Purple .

But now it has all changed Rose likes yellow and loves dressing in blue singing and dancing are her hobby's , Jasmine likes Pink and again loves dressing in it she inherited our mother's hobby for flowers but she also loves dressing up and hosting a party . And last but not least me I have never fit in . I like green which is considered to be more of a masculine color I like reading playing chess and painting is my spare time .

Our mother has made sure that we get a proper education , so we have "school " from Monday to Friday . It starts at 9am and finishes at 3 pm , I have always liked going to school , learning new stuff like being thought our history , reading  and writing , but we also had to be thought how to be a lady like which spoon to use , how to dress , how to act and how to dance .

What can I really do about that it's not like I can rebel against it , it's what is expected from me . Those were my thought while running towards the library .

I stoped standing in front of a big wooden classy looking door , we arrived after a few minutes of running . The guard opened the door to let us in , there were always two guardes around our mother and step father , to prevent anyone to injure them or even worse kill them .

As we were walking down the big room filled with hundreds if not thousands of book I felt happy , safe . This is where I spent majority of my spare time  , I am pretty sure I read almost three quarters of these book .

As we walked through the door of my mothers office hidden behind a big shelf filled with books I looked around , we were never allowed into the office it was quite dark compared to the rest of the castle . There were old paintings of people I didn't recognize but three our father , grandfather and grandmother . That's when I realized the portraits were of our ancestors . The walls where dark brown and so was the floor almost to no windows , and the ones that were there , were covered with a think black curtain . The only light sources where coming from the candles , it send a shiver down my spine . Our castle was bright , friendly and welcoming . With white walls and light flooring , almost no windows had curtains and if they did they where thin and a light color in spring they were yellow , in summer pink , in fall orange and in winter white . There where always rugs on the floor , the paintings were happy and again bright , and this was the exact opposite . 

As I looked to the desk at the end of the large room I saw our mother sitting there with her helper behind her , she told her to pull the curtains away from each other so the light would be abel  to come through and then open the windows to get fresh air into the room .

She stood up from her office chair and put on the warm smile , she told us to sit down as so we obeyed her .

As her helper removed the curtains and opened the windows the room got a lot less creepier , and it actually felt quite cozy .