I didn't see anything in sight."Gisaelle, excuse me.'' She came running at my beckoning call, "Yes, miss." she said. I was looking around the bathtub again to ensure I didn't overlook where the soap could be. " Where is the soap? '' I said. She looked at me rather perplexed as if I had spoken a foreign language to her, I may as well have been. " soap?" Gisaelle said back to me..
Having no soap to wash my body with was something I would never get used to. The weirdest thing was everyone smelled fine, rather normal actually, and not as stinky as you'd imagine. "It's alright nevermind, I am ready to get out" I said. She helped me out of the tub wrapping a thin towel around me.
I sat down on one of the carved benches and let myself air dry.. I reminisced about my home Razalia Raven Cove, tears fell slowly from my eyes. Raven cove was all I had ever known and I missed everything about it, especially my mother. I wiped away my tears that rested peacefully on my cheeks fearful that Gisaelle would see them.
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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...
