Hi this is the start of my first ever wattpad story!!! I know my spelling and puncuation isn't that great and i'm really sorry!! Please help me to get somewhere with my writing i know its not very good but i love writing with a passion! I know the starts a bit slow moving but there is more chapters to come if you just bear with me!!
Ella!X
Chapter 1
It started like a normal day for princess Lenna she woke up at half 7 on the dot she go up and took off her pretty princess nightys and put on her, pretty princess gown. Her pretty princess tiara and her pretty princess shoes. She brushed her long silky pretty princess hair and brushed her pretty princess pearly whites!
When princess Lenna was done she went down stairs and said hello to the butler” hello smithers" she gushed "how are you on this fine morning, well I hope"
"Yes your highness" the butler replied politely "very well your highness, and so I take you are also well?"
"Of course I am smithers you would know if I wasn't!"
"Ever so sorry your highness, please excuse me to make deliver the queens tea"
"Of course Smithers" the princess smiled widely” I am sorry I held you up"
"You did nothing of the sort your highness" Smithers said smiling "good day!"
The princess walked gracefully down the stairs and made her way to the dining room where she found her father King Peter and brother Prince David feasting upon some marmalade and toast. "Morning Father" Graced Lenna "sleep well Davey?"
"Good morning Lenna, have some toast" He smiled lovingly at his daughter as he rang the bell signaling for the butler's services.
"Morning Le Le" prince Davey shrieked and he jumped up to give Lenna an affectionate hug.
Lenna hugged him back, she was about to say something back when she interrupted by the opening of the dining room doors.
In walked the most beautiful woman in world she had long flowing curly red hair, she was tall and dressed in undeniably the prettiest gown in any kingdom, she was Queen Amanda the 3rd ruler of darekinseed wife of King Peter and Mother of Prince David and... Princess Lenna.,
Princess Lenna almost choked on her toast in shock, her mother never ate with them, she never left her chamber until half past 10 it was a rule not to disturb her any earlier. She said she needed her beauty sleep but Lenna argued she was already beautiful enough and if anything it was Lenna who needed beauty sleep, but of course this was not true Lenna was just a beautiful as her mother some would even challenge that when she becomes her mother’s age she WILL be maybe even more beautiful. But already at the age of 15 her beauty shone of her like dew on the early morning grass, she had long silky curly blond hair and a beautiful figure when she entered a room all the allegeable bachelors couldn't remove their eyes from her. Lenna was striking so was her mother.
"Well are you all going to sit there or greet me?" Queen Amanda questioned?
King peter was the first to recover, "ahhhh yes sorry my dear its-its-i-ts just h-ha-half past 9 in the morning very early" he jumped up and escorted her to a seat next to himself and the princess
“You need to know when I wake now do you.” The queen questioned “so you can have people follow me”
“Of course not” her husband laughed “I was just making Lenna some marmalade on toast would you like some?”
“Yes dear” The queen replied.
‘mummy mummy I got a new car and mummy mummy its red” Davey broke the tension,
“That’s nice dear, why don’t you run along and play with it your Daddy, sister and I need some adult time bye” she waved him off.
I wondered what it was she wanted was she going to send me to boarding school early I wondered, my thoughts were interrupted.
“So Lenna I just not of the telephone, are you planning anything tonight” she spoke.
“Nothing exsept the flight" I said reffering to the horse show i was attending in New Zealand the next morning.
“Oh well as I said I was on the telephone it was to my old friend Barbara, you may remember her?” she asked expectantly, I kept a blank face “maybe this will jog your memory” she smiled “she has a son…”
my father held up a hand in apolpgy “I'm sorry I must excuse myself” he said as he trotted off in the direction if his office.
“Um his name” I questioned
“Marcus, he went to your prep school and you were his friend I think”
It was slowly coming back to me now I distantly remembered a cute little brunet boy in year 1 but I mostly remembered his mother, loud and obnoxious! “Yep Marcus I kind of remember him”
“Oh that’s good dear because Marcus and his parents will be staying for the remainder of the holidays, and I expect you to look after them” she smiled pleased with herself
“But Mother I to have a life and I do NOT want to spend my holidays running after a rich spoilt little American boy” I’ll admit that did sound very snobby with my English accent and 4 maids but I didn’t care.
“Lennamarie you most never speak like that about someone you don’t even know I brought you up better than that” she stormed out of the room leaving me dinning by myself. Typical.
