Be my wings

Born without wings

17 years ago, 18th March 1867
In heaven, a bright kingdom sits upon the soft clouds. All the subjects scurry around in a panic. Every corridor was flooding with voices "it's happening!!" an angel screeches in excitement.
"Someone write the date down, this is a big day!" spoke an old and frail man wearing a long robe and the royal badge upon his chest.
With no time to lose, midwives begin flying to the queen's chambers.
A midwife floats over to the queen landing beside her bedside "your majesty" the young midwife gently takes the Queen by her hand and begins to try and calm the queen down.
"everything will be alright"
As the midwives help the queen, the king just stands there, frozen in place with no thoughts on what to do, how to help.
The queen looks over at him and demands "Don't just stand there! Comfort me!"
Panicking, the king floats to her side taking her free hand.

Two young angels are sat waiting outside The queen's room, nervous yet overflowing with excitement.
"Can you believe it, we're getting a new baby brother or sister!" Says one of the young angels. She jumps with delight. She's wearing a beautiful white and blue dress with a pretty tiara that sits upon her head, she's no older than six. Her long blond hair falls to her knees and her big golden eyes glisten with love and joy.
The other sits quietly, he's a bit older than his sister, around the age of eight, he's wearing a smart dark blue suit with a white shirt and a crown upon his head. His hair is a beautiful light blonde and his unique eyes, one gold and one blue, look to the outdoor world.

Back in the queens chambers, 30 minutes have passed and they finally have the baby. The queen looks up with the remaining of her strength and asks "so.. Is it a girl? a boy?"
The midwife smiles "let me see, it is-"
The room falls quiet.
Panicking the queen looks at all the midwives distraught faces.
"Wh-what? What is it?! Is my baby okay!?" The queen began bombarding the midwives with questions.
A midwife spoke "sh-she... She has no wings.."
The kings eyes widen with pain in his eyes as the queens eyes flood with tears.
The king says in utter shock "our baby is... Flightless"

Present day 29th of February 1884

The rising sun begins to creep through the Windows filling the room with a bright golden light. It shines on a huge bed where a young Angel was sleeping.
Slowly, her beautiful big blue eyes begin to open as her snow white eyelashes shimmer with sunlight. She mumbls "what day is it?"
With little strength she lifts her heavy arm up and grabs a small calender on her bedside table. Barely awake she reads "Thursday, first day of ball"
"Its the ball today...IT'S THE BALL" she shouts as she springs from her bed and races to her wardrobe her long white curling hair flows behind, the light shine down on her pale white skin. She starts taking out dress by dress sending them flying across the room.
"No, no, no, aha!" She pulls out a beautiful white and baby blue dress that falls to her ankles . She quickly gets changed, does her make up and puts her hair into a bun with a strand of hair that falls next to her face. She runs out the room and down The hall as maids and butlers look at her in shock.
"Stop!" A voice calls from behind her. The girl freezes and looks behind her.
" you had me there for a sec Bella" the girl giggles.
Bella replied "be lucky it was me and not that moody old fart of a maid you've got. If she found you running you'd be flattened" Bella has long brown hair that falls past her knees, her golden dress fits around her chubby hips and body.
The girl looks at her and smiles "you look amazing"
Bella blushes a little "Oh stop it Ana! You look great too!"
Anastasia (Ana) smiles "we'll thank you"
Bella smirks "soo are you ready to meet your Prince charming" she holds her hands together and makes a kissy face.
Anastasia blushes and pushes Bellas face away "pffttt stopppp, I don't think I'll meet someone especially considering the fact people look down and me because I don't have win-"
Bella grabs Anastasia by the shoulders and starts tagging her back and fourth "uhm HELLO have you seen yourself!? So what if you don't have wings and you've been looked down upon your whole life as a disgrace who can't do anything right because she's a nervous klutz who can't even walk in a straight line and is born wingless and everyone says you're a curse. You're kind and your pretty that's what matters"
Unable to understand if she should take it as a compliment or an insult Anastasia replied "thanks... I guess. Anyway I have to go if I'm late my mum's gonna kill me... See you later Bella!" She runs off waving.
Bella sighs "and she's back to running"