Angel and Demon, Princess and Prince, Slave and Master (FINISHED)

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I sat in the golden tub, the hot water relaxing my muscles after a long day of war versus the demon realm. Yeah I’m an angel. The princess of all angels actually. My name is Angela; I have long blond hair that reaches my mid back and a few electric blue highlights same color as my eyes. I am 17 today, I know right? Nice way to celebrate my birthday. Sign. I dipped my head into the water and rubbed with shampoo to get the blood and sweat out of my hair. Once I felt clean, I got out of the tub and rapped myself in a soft, white towel. I walked towards my mirror which had a golden border and crested with different sized diamonds. I closed my eyes and focused on my wings, I opened my eyes and slowly my soft, white wings started to appear on my back. I can make my wings appear whenever I want. I walked out of the room and slipped on a long flowy white dress with a touch of gold and some glass high heels. I put my long curls into an updo on top of my head. I slipped some golden bracelets on my arms and a heart locket and chandelier ear rings. I shouldn’t forget my golden tiara incrusted with diamonds. Suddenly, there was a knock on my door.

“Come in” I said. One of my maids walked in.

“The majesty the king asks for your presence in the dining room” she said with a bow.

“Thank you Arlene” I said with a smile and got up. I checked myself one last time in my vanity mirror to make sure everything was okay. I nodded in approval and walked out of my room, and into the dining room. My mom and dad were already seated waiting for me to arrive.

“Angela” my dad said in a respectful tone

“Father” I said with a little curtsy

“Please, sit” he pointed to the chair across for him. I sat down and heald my held high. My parents are very old, they don’t have much patients.

“Angela, you know that you are soon to be queen?” my father asked

“Of course” I said while glancing at my mom.

“I and your mom are getting old darling, soon we will not be there and you will have to rule the kingdom for us” he said in a trembling tone.

“Me? But Aaron is older!” I exclaimed

“Yes, but we don’t trust him as much as we trust you” my mother added. I nodded

“That’s all I needed to say, let the feast begin” my father said and the doors opened and in walked some maids carrying our food. We don’t eat meat; it’s against the law to kill innocent animals to get their flesh. We eat fruits handpicked from the royal gardens.

Once the meal was over I walked back to my room. I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes. I didn’t even notice I fell asleep, until I heard screams. I sat up on my silk bed and looked around to see where the scream came from. There was more screams it came from outside! I jumped out of bed and walked towards my balcony. I opened the white curtains, then the white French doors and walked out. The site I saw brought terror into my eyes. I covered my mouth to prevent me from screaming.

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-Bianca