I shook Frances hand and introduced myself "Lia, You can call me Lia." The man slightly bowed and then said "Princess." I couldn't help but blush. Frances was the conceptualization of every single guy I had fanatised about in my favorite novels. My dad came up to the group of us, everyone bowed except for me. "Your majesty," the group said in a collective tone.
The King spoke "Sir Thomas." My father made eye contact with my dance partner. "Sir Frances' ' my dad said in an off putting tone. I saw you dancing with my daughter keeping things proper I hope.. "Azalia," my father said with a nod of his head.''Ms. Sylian, '' he said next. Frances addressed my father "No disrespect sir.
Aye hope yer havin a wonderful night king William." My father did not smile or respond back to Frances at all.. "Azalia, may I speak to you. I hope the rest of you enjoy your night" my father said. My father and I walked away from the group over to another part of the room out of ear shot of people.
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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...
