The royalty king

Mary prince ellen

I looked around, everything was fading into the dark, it felt below zero I felt nothing but it was a good dream.

It felt like I had escaped reality so soon.

I was standing on a cliff with flowers and bright green grass everywhere it looked, and all the mountains in the view as a beautiful painting. 

I was in a fancy blush white ball gown and I had silent tear streaks down my face. 

Birds surrounded me everywhere I went like I was their favorite thing. 

And I saw him just before my eyes, he looked familiar like I had seen him before. 

He had brown hair and rose lips and blush cheeks and he was holding a small sunflower. he came closer to me and I stood still. wherever he was sunflowers filled the area at the cliff we were at. 

He gave me my sunflower then took my hands. 

He was about to reach out and take my waist for some dancing, but suddenly everything was fading and colors that looked like my royal bedroom. 

suddenly I woke up. 

It was fake, I had no prince, nobody loved me. cold sweat began to rise up on my face.

I looked around, I lived in a castle my room was a blush pink color and I had a hundred beautifully made ball gowns in one of my biggest closets. I had an expensive mirror in front of me with a desk I had expensive jewelry, I had everything my parents ever could buy me but something in my life is still missing to me. 

i stood up and looked around feeling something is watching me but just then the door burst open and one of the maids came in.

Her name was amelia and she was one of my favorites maids, I loved her so much as if she were my second mother.

She had short brown hair and rosy cheeks and red lips and she also supported me in any decision I made. 

"Oh good to see you awake my dear, though you would sleep for until I would wake you up" she chuckled. 

"Thanks, I just wanted to wake up early" I lied quickly. 

I felt guilty that I lied I would usually tell Amelia everything about my day but not today it looked like.

"Anyways, princess you would better get ready The queen wants you in the great hall early for some reason, she wants to discuss something with your father and sister," she said as she picked up ball gowns from the floor. 

"what for?" I said quickly with a nervous glance

"oh I don't know," she said with a shudder. 

"Quick, you better get changed then go to the great hall," she said and she went off. 

I picked and changed into the white-teal dress that my personal fashion designer picked out for me.

I went down to the great hall and sat in the royal dining room where my sister Elizabeth lance was sitting. 

My sister was like a miss perfect for my parents, my parents adored her and not me. 

They gave her everything she wanted and she had a bigger bedroom than me and more expensive stuff. 

And when I asked my parents why she gets a bigger bedroom than me they said, "because she needs more space and privacy, young lady" but she was younger than me!

MY mother never did not judge her or say anything bad about her but she always said something bad about me like 

"Sit ladylike"

"Don't be a wimp"

" Elizabeth is better than you"

"Why did I ever give birth to a daughter like you!"

My sister was sitting neatly until my mother and father (the king and queen) came