Kaitlyn's P.O.V.
I ran up the stairs, tears pouring down my face. My heart pounded in my chest. I stepped on my dress and fell face first. I laid there on the floor. I cried onto the wooden tiles. I couldn't think straight.
Somebody's arms wrapped around me. They pulled me up and guided me to my room. I was so upset that I didn't pay attention to who it was. My mind was just thinking about him. I was laid onto my lacy sheets and comforted by the material. I remember seeing a glass of water being placed on my table. Then those arms wrapped around me gently, and I sobbed into a soft blue shirt. "Goodnight, my princess," was whispered into my ear as I fell into unconsciousness.
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Heyy:) this story is based in sort of a England setting. Please vote and comment. I'll update the first chapter soon. Check out my other story, A Save for Amy. Thxx:) ~meggiebearz
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Goodnight, My Princess
Teen FictionKaitlyn is a royal. Her three year older sister, although, is to take the thrown. Nobody really recognizes that Kaitlyn, too, is a princess. Except for the waiter and service man of Kaitlyn's floor. Every night, he blesses her, "Goodnight, my prince...
