A Name

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All I could think was How? How had this person I don't even know mistake me for a princess. I'm NOTHING like a princess. Mater fact, I should be DEAD right now. So why am I not?
With all these thoughts racing through my head I hardly noticed once the figure stepped out of the shadows.
The difinition of perfect in every normal teenage girls mind. In front of me I saw a blond-haired, blue-eyed masterpiece. I admit, if I wasn't scared half to death right now, I would fall for him too. Somehow though, when he stepped out of the shadows it seemed more creepy then cute.
He smiled at me, obviously used to girls fainting at the mere sight of him. I didn't. I couldn't. So instead I asked the question that's been nagging me since he uttered those faithful words a small while ago.
"What makes you think that I'M a princess? I'm nothing special. I should be DEAD right now. Do you understand that? DEAD!!"
"You were never meant to die, your soul was always meant to return to us. To lead our kingdom and guide your loyal subjects" as he bowed I could hear him practically whisper another sentence. "You have her eyes"
I was so shocked someone was actually kneeling before me, as if I were someone special. Someone to behold. I have to admit, I didn't just smile a little. I blushed and had the biggest grin ever. But it was replaced once I remembered where I was. A place I had no idea about.
"What do you calk this place?" I asked.
His head shot up. Eager to answer my question "your land, is name FlyAwy. And it's all yours"

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