The Cursed Beauty (On Hold)

Chapter 1

                        ~17 years ago~

Queen Clarissa has just given birth to her oldest daughter princess Alexandria Marie Song. The Queen and her husband King Charles were so happy to finally have a daughter, they already have four sons- Prince Thomas, Prince Nick, Prince Marcus, and Prince Corey- they were so happy until, the King's ex wife came storming through the doors of their castle of the day the little princess was born. Since the day King Charles has left her, Lady Mary for the Queen she has turned to dark magic, once Lady Mary found out that the King and Queen were expecting a baby girl Lady Nary has made a curse for their daughter that any man that was to look at her that wasn't of her own blood would fall in love with her, but as much as it seems she is doing the princess a favor the curse gets much worse, once she kiss a man he will collapse at her feet as if stabbed in the heart with a dagger and die with just one kiss. And any man that had the same blood as her would hate her as if she were the enemy. And once she turns eighteen she would go to Lady Mary or their whole kingdom will be cursed with death if they refuse to hand over their daughter and wherever she is   lady Mary will find Alexandria. The King and Queen were sky frightened eBay they locked their only daughter in the farthest and darkest tower of their castle where nobody would be able to see her and they decided to tell the kingdom that the princess had died during birth and the only prism allowed to see her was her Mother, Queen Clarissa.

                    ~17 years later~

" Alexandria. Alexandria it's time to wake up. I've brought you your favorite breakfast." Queen Clarissa said opening the locked door to my tower. " Mother? Oh Mother I'm so happy to see you!" I said coming from from behind the curtain I use when I get dressed. I was  wearing a red dress with ruffles on the shoulders with white on the skirt down to my feet and on the corset where my chest was. I had put daisies in my blonde hair that goes down to my waist. My Mother brings all types of flowers when she visits me-which is everyday. Even though I haven't left my tower except for when I have a fever I'm still treated like a princess although I have never met my Father or brothers who live in this castle, I still get to talk to them and I get what I want although the one thing I really want is freedom. But my brothers and Father are still kind I just never seen their faces only my Mothers and my two little sisters. They are twins but I live then so much. I okay with them all the time. Mother had them in secret do that evil witch wouldn't curse them like she cursed me. "Oh my! You are beautiful child." Mother says and she clearly means it. I love her and j believe everything she says except when she says I'm beautiful, I know I am that's why I'm in this stupid tower! I simply just say, "Thank you, Mother." and I curtsy. It's been like this my whole life. In my tower I have a balcony but when I go out there I wear a cloak so nobody can see me.

I go out to the balcony sometimes when it's really late and I know people won't see me without my cloak and its looks so beautiful. I watch the way the woman act around men and children and with with all my heart that will happen to me.

   One night 1 month until my eighteenth birthday, I had just gotten into bed wearing only my nightgown with my long, blonde hair down with nothing in it hanging loose I had just drifted off when I hear footsteps on stone. I just thought it was the guards chasing after a thief or my little sisters chasing each other or even the servants running around, but then I hear something from my balcony, I sat up grabbing my dagger from under my bed, my oldest brother Thomas gave it  to me for my fifteenth birthday in case I needed to protect myself. I quietly lifted myself from my bed after grabbing the dagger and quietly,and slowly tiptoed to the balcony door. I saw a shape and I knew there was somebody out there, I didn't know what to do, I've never had an intruder before and if I called someone up here it would take too long and if it was a man to come here to save me he would fall for me-
  My thoughts were interrupted by the balcony doors swinging opened and closing just as fast.There was a stranger-a man in my tower! I'm frightened out of my mind that I drop my dagger and it lands in my foot. This stranger hears it go into my foot somehow and before I could Yelp in pain he quickly turns around and covers my mouth with his hand so I won't make a sound. He stares straight into my hazel eyes. I could feel a tear leaving my eyes and it touches his hand and I immediately feel embarrassed but the dagger in my foot hurts too much to care. This handsome stranger looks down to where slim looking at my injured foot and his eyes widen and he realizes the dagger in my foot he puts his index finger yuk his mouth silently telling me be quiet and I realize that he going to move his hand away. When he does j bite my tongue so I don't scream. The stranger picked me up by putting an arm under my legs and another under my back carful not to move my feet to much. He sets me on my bed and searches my room for a cloth he finds one by my bucket of water that I use to freshen myself in the morning. He grabs the bucket and cloth. He rips a piece if my sheet to wrap around my foot. He places the cloth in my mouth sink won't scream. I'm confused at first until I realized that he about to pull the dagger out too late. My scream is muffled by the cloth tears streaming down my face. The stranger grabs the cloth from my mouth and dips it in the water to cleanse my foot and wraps the torn sheet from my bed on my foot. When he's done he whispered "I'm so very sorry for frightening you and making you drop your dagger into your foot." I nod in understanding " It's alright I was just frightened that you would harm me." I whispered. He bows and introduces himself, " My name is Blake Wolfe, and what might your name be." I swallow embarrassed that I can't stand up to return his bow, but I just do a curt nod, " My name is Princess Alexandria Song, and if you don't mind me asking what were you doing on my balcony." I asked still whispering. Blake stands up straight ignoring my question, " Princess, eh? Well then how come the kingdom doesn't know about you? And what are you doing in this tower any way? It's farthest from any of the royal chambers?" I look away from his green eyes " I would rather not say." I quietly say. Blake's fingers catch my chin making look at him " Well it looks like I'll be here for awhile so why don't we get to know each other." K loo at him confused, I jerk my chin from his grasp,   I sigh but decide to tell him. " Well my parents are the King and Queen, I am their oldest daughter, but my Fathers ex wife cursed me I the day I was born because she was angry at my Father for leaving her for my Mother. So she thought the best way to hurt then was to curse me..." I looked at Blake to see him interested in my story of my curse. He nods his head and says "What was the curse about?" I close my eyes and sigh but continue, " Any man that looks at me will fall in love with me and when  we kiss...he will...he will d-die." When I open my eyes I see his green ones wide open. "That's awful." He says now looking at his hands. "What else? He asked looking back at me. " When I turn eighteen the witch that cursed me will get me. Meaning I will be hers." His green eyes not filled with pity but with anger and this confused me. Why is he angry? We only met an hour ago. "when?" Blake asks th righ clenched teeth startling me from my thoughts " Oh um... I'll be eighteen in one month exactly." I grab a staff next to my bed and use it to hell me walk. "Where are you going Alexandria?" Blake asked standing up and rushing to my side, surprising me with how much he cares " I'm just going to get some fresh air. This is the only time  I can go outside without a cloak." Before my hand can even touch the door I drop my staff from Blake picking me up the way he did when he carried me to my bed when I'd injured my foot. " Blake! Put me down. Right now!" I whisper-shout. He lays me on my bed  and falls on top of me. His face a breath away from mine. I lose al breath I had and I'm staring at his eyes and he's staring at me, he's staring at my lips like he wants to kiss me but he can't but I can see in his eyes that it's not me- it's him.