Royal Reversal ✔

01 Drastic Change

♥Alexandria's POV♥

"I've had this job for years and I still cannot figure out how to do this. Come on Marie, you can do this," I listened to the mumbling pep talk my punctual maid gave herself, my eyes refrained from opening as I was curious to see how she would wake me up today.

To my amusement it was with a feeble tap and soft whisper, "Princess, it's time to wake up."

The corners of my lips began tilting up as I slowly opened my all too common blue eyes, "Good morning Marie, no need to worry. I had no ninja dreams this time."

With visible alleviation, she replied, "Good morning Princess Alexandria, that's good to hear. Your parents are requesting your presence for breakfast today."

At this, my curiosity rose and gave me enough motivation to leave the cosiness of my bed. My morning routine was one; I could do in my sleep. Especially, when the royal designer chose my attire prepared in advance. This time it was a knee-length summer blue dress with silver pumps were selected.

After getting dressed, my favourite part of the morning came, when I could close my eyes and have Marie attend to the blonde burden called my hair.

Once the endless amount of brushing has was complete, the result of a side bun, seemed every second worth it. I thanked her with a smile and finalized the ensemble with my diamond-studded earrings.

Chains always seemed to disrupt me during my diurnal tasks, especially since my locket ended up in the lemon juice last time.

Marie escorted me to the dining parlor to have breakfast. Passing each hallway, I tried thinking of various suggestions as to why they have summoned me.

"Good morning darling," my parents greeted me ecstatically. Each daubed with smiles, which gave me the heebie-jeebies.

"Good morning, mother and father. So what did you want to tell me?" I enquired keenly. This was followed with instant regret. I had not even sat down and I was already sounding like one of the ministers in a meeting, straight to the point.

"Forgive me-"

My father, the King waved his hand nonchalantly, "There is no reason to apologize my dear. Please have a seat before we start talking."

"Yes father," I obeyed and smiled politely. My parents were always occupied with the matters of the country and I promised not to take any of their time for trivial matters.

"Dear, remember how you always wanted to go to school like a normal teenager?" Father asked.

"Yes, but thankfully those thoughts have long been eradicated from my mind after you and mother said it would not be possible." I mentioned with a smile, to indicate that I have made my peace with their decision and no longer wish to dwell on a subject that's outcome will remain the same.

Reason being, I knew that they would never allow me to attend a peasant-school. There are too many enemies of the Royal family that could seek to use my innocent plea to their own advance and the effects could be disasterous.

What seemed dreadfully peculiar were the gazes my parents kept sending each other from across the table.

After what seemed like minutes, they decided to be forthcoming with information, "Honey, your dad and I have seen how bored you are, here, in the palace. During ceremonies and meetings, you remain inexpressive and do not appear to be enjoying yourself. That is why we would like you to become more socially involved with your peers. Especially, those who are not royalty, it would actually aid you as a future ruler. That way you have an opportunity to experience life as a normal teenager..."