The Tyrants Queen

The day shit hit the fan

The annoying sounds of the birds woke me up unessarily early as usual. Maybe, its because I'm not used to them.
One minute I'm living in a rented apartment building in the slums . The next I'm some chick named Evilin Marquis ,the princess of some fancy pants near medival looking land.

I sat up in the big unfamiliar pink fluffy bed.That was in the middle of the huge room, opposite the door. I rubbed my eyes .Im so tired. "Those shitty and their stupid chirping".I mumbled as I climbed out of the ridiculously huge bed.

The room was pretty dark but still light enough for me see which meant it was like five-ish in the morning.I wasn't certain,the grand clock in the town square was the only way to tell time here.

It chimed every two hours and the number of chimes would depend on the time. (Oo that rhymed🤭) .

The number of chimes would be half the number of the hour . For example if it was 4 o clock it would chime two times. These chimes went on from 6 am to 10 pm because how would we get sleep with all those dings and dongs.

Now lets get down to the real issue. This crazy thing happens when everyone has to get up at 6 am on the dot,6 AM in the morning! This means nobody is allowed to oversleep.

Like are these people crazy and its such pain in my butt.I have to haul myself out off bed everyday at 6. ITS HORRIBLE!

I talked to Aishil and she heard from the other maids that it's been going on for like decades without reason and everyone just gets up! personally i would just sleep till noon but alas i cannot with me being princess and all.

I stood next to the bed glancing out one of the two big windows. this one was was to the left of the bedroom opposite my bed. The window looked very different to the modern windows i was used to back home.Its been making me get all artistical and shit. It was big and looked kind of like a short pointy coffin.Unlike modern window that were usually square. Through the coffin window im going to call it ,the sun was just beginning to rise which gave the sky a kind of dark green-ish color .it looked like one those silloutte pantings especially with the tall trees in the distance. It was very beautiful.

Luckily tonight was one of the cooler nights of the month so I got a pretty decent rest. Ephasis on DECENT meaning it wasnt bad but it wasnt great. Atleast it wasnt a nightmare like the night before last. It was so hot and dry even with both the windows fully open.it felt like i was being turned into a raisin.

I was standing on the fluffy rug next to my bed which was warm against my bare feet. I yawned as I began to stretch my legs and arms like a kid in a primary school pe lesson.

Beleive it or not there is such a thing as a bed that's too soft, which is the one in this room right now, and this pudgy monstrosity is giving me back problems.

Once I was done stretching I inspected the room in absolute disgust it's so pink it look like one of those toy barbie dream house play sets. Its like if pinky pie caught influenza and went all barf-tastic.

Everything !

The pillows,rugs even some of chairs were hot pink and fluffy. I like fluff but this is is way too much fluffy-ness.

I mean I have nothing against pink and fluff. The first time I saw it I was like sure I can vibe with this but

nah uh!
Not anymore!
No motha frikin way!

It got really old really fast
Summers here are ten times hotter than in new york so imagine sleeping in a bed that is a hundred and one percent fluff its a nightmare.

Absolute hell!
Purgatory !
A bane!
Misery!
Other synonyms i cant think of right now.

My point is this this whole thing is just too much!
ITS TOO MUCH! ITS EXTRA!