It was almost like they were trying to convince me I had a choice when in fact I infact did not have any choice. "Yeh, she's decent, come in Pescal. It's alright," Gisaelle said. My lady in waiting turned me around to face Pescal as she laced the back of my dress up.''Hello Pescal,'' I said. Pescal bowed to me, he made sure to maintain eye contact with me. "Princess before you welcome home the sailors.
Yeh father would like to see you in the throne room," he said. I thought to myself. This is the perfect opportunity to confront my father about the war he has been hiding from me. Gisaelle spoke up from behind me, "alright I am done." I nodded at Pescal, gesturing that we could leave. We approached the throne room.
I started to feel like I may throw up but I needed to do this. My father had lied to me.. He had been controlling me this whole time, I am sick of it! When I entered the room, my father was seated upon his throne. My father rose from the throne quickly. "Where did you go last night?"
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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...
