Black Sheep

Prologue

Behind brown eyes;;

My whole life... I've been different in my family.

I look nothing like them, and they don't care for me as much as my other siblings.

Why must I be this way?

I'm the eldest daughter of the Fawx Family. I'm supposed to be the one who takes the throne.

But now, I'm not.
The twins get to share it.

Their appearance was correct, while mine was not. I'm a burden to the family. I taint our history in this castle.

My dad was the prince, and is now the king. Through out all the lines in my family, you should be blessed with your pure white hair, and electric blue eyes.

My mother is now the queen after my father had proposed. And she has a close enough appearance to fit right in.

Her storm grey eyes, her long, pure blonde hair.

Who wouldn't want to marry her?

When I was born, I had been hideous. A disgrace.

Cursed with jet black hair and deep brown eyes.

Everyone pitied me. They thought it was a witches work, a curse.

I wasn't aloud to go to meetings, and rarely received training so I could take the throne some day.

Until my mother became pregnant once again.

And of course, she was blessed with two perfect twins, two boys.

They had the white hair, they had the blue eyes.

And now, they get to take the throne together.

I was stripped from my place, and now I'm just a shadow in this family. I'm not pampered. I'm not treated like royalty.

I'm treated like an outcast.

I question myself, do my parents really love me?

Do my brothers actually care?

I give up.