I sat down at the table, head down. I really didn't want to cause any commotion with my horrible Dad. Dad saw me in my new attire, and nodded at Cookson, and I felt them both nodding at me as well.
I picked at my huge English breakfast, feeling awkward. And then, thats how I know I messed up... 😲
Anastasia. Anastasia Johnson. My mouth dropped open in horror.
"Gotta' blast." I hurried, running to my bedroom. I ripped off the tight corset dress, pink sparkly heels and the wig. Took off the pink gloves and ripped off my sparkling tiara.I put on my handsome outfit for outside the castle, and straightened up my hair. 👸🏼
I rummaged through my huge wardrobe, and pulled out a huge bunch of blooming flowers, multicoloured flowers. 💐
I fled from the castle and took a carriage all the way to Tilehurst, in Reading. It was 3 houses down from the start of Wealden Way. As I walked up to 4 Wealden Way, you couldn't imagine the amount following. I knocked on the door...
And a small what looked like 4 year old boy answered the door. He had bright blue eyes, and beautiful blonde curls that sat on top of his head.
"What would you like... Sir?"
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Son Of Nothing
FantasyOnly a queen may ascend to the throne, and only daughters have been born to the royal family for generations - but to everyone's amazement, this royal couple had a son. To avoid some unpleasant relative taking over, the prince must become a princess...
