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I woke up at 5 a.m. Looking through the window, it was still dark outside. I have always been an early bird due to the traditions at home. "Ouch!" I mumbled as I shifted in bed, feeling a slight cramp in my leg from all the walking we did yesterday.
I stretched and sat up, taking a deep breath. The room was quiet, and the only sound was the gentle rustling of the curtains as a soft breeze blew through the window. I decided to get out of bed and explore my new room a bit more.
As I walked around, I admired the elegant decor once again. The moonlight streamed through the large window, casting a soft glow over everything. I noticed a small writing desk in one corner with a sleek, modern communication device. Curious, I sat down and decided to make a video call to my mother, the Queen.
After a few moments, the screen lit up, and my mother's face appeared. "Catherine, my dear, is everything all right?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.
"Yes, Mother. I just wanted to tell you about my first day at the Royal Academy and how beautiful my room is," I replied, feeling a sense of comfort at seeing her familiar face.
We talked for a while, and I shared the details of my day, from meeting Lilibet to exploring the academy. My mother listened attentively, offering words of encouragement and advice.
"I'm so proud of you, Catherine," she said. "Make the most of your time there and remember that we are always here for you."
"Thank you, Mother. I miss you, Mum," I said, feeling a bit emotional.
After ending the call, I decided to ring the bell to call in my maid. Within moments, there was a soft knock at the door, and the maid entered, carrying a tray of tea and biscuits.
"Good morning, Miss Catherine," she said with a warm smile. "I thought you might like something to help you start your day."
"Thank you," I replied, taking the tray from her. "That's very thoughtful."
She nodded and left, closing the door behind her. I placed the tray on the small table by the window and poured myself a cup of tea. As I sipped the warm, soothing liquid, I felt a sense of gratitude for being here at the Royal Academy, surrounded by such kindness and beauty.
After finishing my tea, I felt a bit more awake and decided to step out onto the balcony. The morning air was cool and refreshing, and the first light of dawn was beginning to break. I leaned on the railing, lost in thought, wondering what adventures awaited me in the days to come.
As I stood there, a faint rustling sound caught my attention. I turned to see a small, magical creature peeking out from behind one of the potted plants on the balcony. It had large, curious eyes and shimmering fur that seemed to change colors in the early morning light.
"Hello there," I said softly, extending my hand. The creature hesitated for a moment, then cautiously approached, sniffing my fingers.
"Are you my magical pet?" I asked, smiling as it nuzzled my hand. The creature made a soft, purring sound and hopped into my arms, settling comfortably against my chest.
I decided to name the creature Luna, after the light that revealed its presence. Holding Luna close, I walked back inside and set her gently on the bed.
Realizing it was almost time to get ready for school, I began preparing for the day. The Royal Academy had a tradition of different uniforms for each day of the week, each more elegant than the last. I selected the uniform for Monday—a deep blue ensemble with silver embroidery that represented wisdom and strength.
As I dressed, I felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness about my first full day at the academy. By the time I finished, it was nearly 7 a.m., and I knew the car assigned to nobles and royals would be waiting for me.
Just as I was putting the final touches on my uniform, there was a soft knock at the door. It was the maid, coming to escort me to the car.
"Your Highness, your car is ready," she said with a smile.
"Thank you," I replied, giving Luna one last pat before heading out.
As I walked down the hallway, the anticipation grew. Today would be the start of my true adventure at the Royal Academy, and I was not ready to embrace whatever challenges and opportunities that may come my way.
I stepped outside and saw the sleek, elegant car waiting for me. The driver, dressed in a crisp uniform, opened the door for me. I settled into the plush seats, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.
The car ride to the academy was smooth and quick. I marveled at the beautiful scenery, the lush gardens, and the grand buildings that made up the academy grounds. Soon, we arrived at the main entrance, where other students, nobles, and royals were also arriving.
I stepped out of the car and took a deep breath, ready to face the day. The academy buzzed with energy as students hurried to their classes, their uniforms a rainbow of colours representing the different days of the week. Funny how, the Royal Academy made it so easy to differentiate between Royals and nobles, although Our Uniforms are the same, the aura we Royals radiate can easily be detected through our energy level.
I followed the stream of students into the grand hall, where the day's schedule was posted. My first class was Magical Theory, held in one of the oldest and most prestigious buildings on campus. I made my way there, feeling a sense of awe and anticipation, knowing all my life having always been home-schooled by One of the multiple Royal advisors and of course private Tutors online. But it feels all different here.
As I walked into the classroom, I found a seat and settled in, eager to start my journey at the Royal Academy. This was just the beginning, and I was still not ready for whatever lay ahead.
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Catherine( The Chosen One)
Fantasy"Being a princess is not as easy as some may think, especially for Catherine Walker. At 17, she was admitted to the Royal Academy, a prestigious school reserved for royals and nobles. Having spent her entire life hidden behind the castle walls, she...
