We traveled for many days and nights to the strange and unfamiliar land. I wanted to leave and go back home to Razalia Raven cove where life was simple, it wasn't filled with magical powers or sword fighting men who wanted to kill me. It was the place where I was just Azalia. A nineteen year old girl, who was saving up for college while I worked in an olden castle so I could save up money for college.
It was all conflicting. I knew the bonds I had created in Islaraven were unbreakable and my heart shattered at my own thoughts about the possibility of me leaving those people behind. I was feeling unsure about which direction I was supposed to travel. Was I meant to stay here in Islaraven or was I meant to go home to Razalia Raven cove?
Wednesday May 26th 1802
The months in Verdia went by quickly. We kept ourselves busy, maintaining our respectable positions at court. I was not the princess here in Verdia, I was a woman at court who had a high title and prosperity.
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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...
