Royal blood

6. the royal ball dance

(not proof read)

I woke up today and found myself in bed. I was sleeping strangely in a 'U' shape as my hair scattered around me.

Wierd. Mabye i fell asleep in the storage room or something..

I got out and found a crowd of maids approachng. One took me by the hair and started brushing it, and one washed my face, and one dressed me up in the same victorian dress from yesterday's fitting, they made my hair in a large neat bun, they dropped me in high heels and finally they let me look in the mirror.

I wasnt me. Im someone else.

"who is this?" i asked pointing at the mirror.
"this is new you." said queen emillia out of no where.

I got out and saw the ball tastefully decorated, with ribbons and glittery flowers, food served on large tables and the largest cake ive ever seen-which is as high as the ceiling- was awesome!

I couldnt help but drool at the amazing cake. I went over to all those pasteries and sweets and started eating like crazy- stuffing my mouth with whatever it could fit. I ate, i nearly cried because i cant express how they taste in words.

"no no no no no no" said queen emillia quickly.

I glanced at her glare and gulped. This can be the last second i live.

I cleared my throat and rubbed my feet against the floor shyly.

"umm...excuse me" i said looking at the floor.

Queen emillia sighed and rolled her eyes.

I went away as oudo cleaned the mess.

Im such a dork.

I stopped in mid step, then turned back.
"why is this dance held anyways?" i asked in stupidity.

"because its prince alex's birthday, we must do something special." she said and i nodded and went.

I sat with my laptop on my laps (obviously...i mean its called a 'lap'top...ugh never mind)

I opened sites and closed and browsed on google, the news, i openned some dress-up games, and my g-mail. Then my phone started ringing. I answered.

It was a grumpy male voice.
"hey you, yes you! You will pay it. You are going to pay the price!" said the man and hung up before i can answer.

This is too much! I get so many threats. I have to figure out what is that. Just. Stay. Strong.

Oh my god. Im scared!

Suddenly, queen emillia took me by hand and made me sit on a chair in the throne room.

" rule one-"

"there are rules?!" i cut her off incredelously shaking my head.

"yeah- rule one- no fancy dancing. Just slow and royal., two, remember your manners when you eat. Three, sit up straight, four, curtise and dont talk unless you are talked to. I dont want you to mess anything up" she said and i cursed under my breath.

Here we go again, no freedom.

This is so annoying. She is treating me badly-though im her grand daughter- and i also want to be free, i want to enjoy the party like others get to.

I felt my face turn red, i know what that means, im so angry.

"you dont tell me what to do! Why cant i enjoy the party!!! Dont think im a walking party destroyer!!" i shouted and she gasped. I gut up from my chair and ran to my room.