Usually on a Friday, my dad would wake up early in the morning. I would get ready while my dad would prepare our special lunches for the day, the special part was usually a mini strawberry cake. Those memories were some of my favorites, spending the whole day exploring the island trying to find all the treasures the castle kept hidden.
All these months I had been working in the castle. I had never realized the castle was much the same as all those years ago with my dad. The ovate gray cobblestone floor that had walls matching the stone walk-way. Candlelandras hung every couple feet apart on the wall. I slowly climbed the stairs turning left at the top.
I walked into the Princess's Room which hadn't been inhabited since roughly the 19th Century.. The castle sat perfectly as if someone was coming back any minute. I laid down on the bed and stared at the large white canopy that surrounded the whole entire bed. The bed was so comfortable, just as I was about to I heard a floorboard creek startling me.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
Viễn tưởngAzalia a nineteen year old girl who has had a relatively normal life so far, start's to face some difficulty when she has to start saving up for college. Azalia does the unspeakable work for the most hated man in her city, Ben Razalia the owner of t...
