I peek my head inside and see lights sparkling and shining in every direction. People are twirling and dancing around the room. I was crashing someone's party. Closing the ballroom door quickly. I hurried down the hall, the castle had not been a functioning estate for about 200- hundred years. Someone grabbed my hand and pulled me by my wrist.
It's Sydney, she's wearing a beautiful long Victorian style ball gown in the shade of delft blue. She hands me a Rose colored dress and directs me to put it on. I have a million questions running through my mind and that's when I realize we are in the princesses room but it looks entirely different.
The walls are not the pink color they usually are and the bedding is not even close to the same and that's when I notice the furniture looks about a thousand years younger. I said to Sydney " where are we?" When Sydney looks at me that's when I know she doesn't know where we are or what is going on and that scares me a million times more."
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
FantasyAzalia 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...
