My dance teacher, Mrs Ponsonby, called in sick today. She is very strict, but she moves with such grace and fluidity I have never asked for a replacement. She has a thick British accent which is very hard to understand but after a while, I am finally able to understand her, mostly. Given my extra free time today, I finished a book that was shipped in from the States. It was about a girl who's mother told her she was sick her whole life, and she met this boy and she risked her life to be with him. But she found out she wasn't really sick, her mother had lied to her, her whole life. I don't know why or what but I feel my mother, Queen Ophelia Anne Montcroix, is hiding something from me. Our conversation during our tea time today was about the weather, It is normally about our people and the Kingdom. She avoided this topic however, I feel something big is happening that she is keeping from me. When I asked my father, King Cornelius Angelo Montcroix, about it at dinner, he avoided the topic and excused himself earlier than usual.
Yours Truly,
Princess Amelie Ingrid Montcroix of Silveris.
PS: My least favourite teacher is Mr Lucius Lyndon, my etiquette teacher.
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Yours Truly, Princess Amelie
RomanceHello, to whoever finds this. This is my diary, the diary of a Princess trying to find a way to make a change in her kingdom. I am Princess Amelie Ingrid Montcroix of Silveris. Silveris is a small kingdom off the coast of Italy, and if you're re...
