The Butler's Princess

Chapter 1: Royal Pain

"Your majesty please, you must learn to do this properly! It is required by your father!"

   I sat at one of the desks of the first floor library in my palace. My tutor and nanny, Alina, was trying to get me to practice proper walking balance with a tiara on my head using the old fashioned book-on-head method. However she decided to use the god forsaken hardback bible, thesaurus and bloody science study books.

    The minute I lifted my foot in my ball slippers, I fell to the floor, time and time again. No matter what I did, nothing worked. I had given up after the last try, I didn't care anymore what my father said. My father was holding a ball in honor of my late uncle, his brother in law. My aunt, whom is the queen of all England, would be attending, along with all her bloody servants and noble followers. A few princes would be coming and possibly be in search of a princess such as myself to court. However, no prince I've met yet, was anywhere near suitable for courting. Irritatingly, I was told I am required to attend.

My older sister, (S/N), was excited for it. However this was only because her fiancé would be there. She too was invited to my balancing lesson, however she was no help. In fact, to me she was just an utter nuisance. (S/N) jabbed at me with her elbow.

   "Come now (Y/N)! Your stubbornness is less than impressive, at this rate you'll never be ready for tomorrow." She said. I grumbled.

    "I can balance one perfectly...these books combined though are hardback and extremely heavy, so if you can excuse my inability to practically carry the weight of a small cannonball on my head, I'm perfectly fine!" I hissed. (S/N) sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.

   "Honestly, (Y/N), it's no wonder you haven't gotten a suitor yet, you don't even try." She muttered. I felt my cheeks turn bright red as they always do whenever I get mad.

    "Maybe I don't want any boring suitors! That's you not me! Honestly I don't care if father wants a dozen royal pure blooded grandchildren! He has you for that! That's not what I want in life! All I want is to live the rest of my life in solitude!" I yelled before storming out. I could hear Alina calling after me, but I didn't stop.

There was no point. I was done with these stupid lessons in proper lady behaviors and I was most certainly done with my sister bragging about having a fiancé first. Just because she had started courting at 12, doesn't mean there was  something wrong with me for being 15 and not started courting at all yet. My Mother didn't quite care much unless my Father did..which made matters far more stressing.

    I groaned going up to my vanity room to read in peace. Once I got upstairs to the room, I shut and locked the door. Then, I grabbed my favorite book and sat at my table by the window. I stared outside for a moment. I noticed a butterfly fluttering outside of it. It's wings were a beautiful deep blue. It flitted about by the windowsill I sighed.

    "Lucky butterfly...free to make your own choices, go wherever you want, whenever you want. Able to face the dangers of life on your own as you please...how I envy that freedom." I sighed. As it flew away, I looked down at the dirt path. A carriage had arrived. It was my Aunt.