The King's Daughter (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

                    Eight years later...

The brightness of the Orion morning sun lit up the room giving it a radiant celestial glow. The fabric of my powdery blue ball gown shone in this glow making me look like...
"An angel." Aunt Cordelia, my father's younger sister and today's bride gasped.

"Thank you." I beam.
"You're supposed to be a bride's maid silly girl, it's wrong to steal the bride's shine." Aunt Cordelia pouted as I
stood in front of the huge mirror in the room reserved for us ladies to get ready and I adjusted the crown on my head. I stick my tongue at her and she playful swats me on the head.

Immediately, we both heard a knock on the door and before Aunt Cordelia or anyone else could say come in.
Mary Ann my immediate thirteen year old younger sister barged in.

"Mary, that's very rude of you, no one said you could come in yet." I scold
"Yeah, but I knocked, that's the important part right?" She rolls her baby blue eyes at me as she closed the door.

"No, it's not." I argued, arms akimbo.
"Whatever, doesn't matter." She shrugs.
"It does matter to me." I snap.
Mary narrows her eyes at me in frustration and then said through gritted teeth.
"I just came to tell you that we are late for the ceremony."

Aunt Cordelia and I looked at Mary suspiciously and asked simultaneously "Since when were you interested in ceremonies?"
Mary rolled her eyes and replied "Ever since  your future depended massively on it." She gestured at Aunt's sweetheart weeding gown.

"You're practically getting married today."
"Mary, don't spoil this night for me....okay?" Aunt frowned, knowing that Mary would be up to something.

"Whoa. I know I'm a menace but I'm not catastrophic."
Aunt and I give her a 'really' look.
"Most times." Mary smiled in her sly naughty manner.

"She'll have to do." Aunt sighed as she shook her head.
Another knock and the head of Belinda- the blonde haired wedding planner peeked in.
"Um...Miss Peridot?"

"Yes Belinda?" Cordelia turned to face the door.
"Ten minutes before we're ready for you."
"Alright Belinda, thank you"
Belinda nods her head and pulls out her head.

"That's my cue guys. See you at the aisle." Mary winks and catwalks away in heels ridiculously high for her age.
"Oh my gosh! It's approximately eight minutes before I have to get out there. Is there something in my hair, between my teeth? Is my makeup in place?"

"Cool it Aunt Delia. You look perfect, Timothy won't be able to look at anything or anyone else for the rest of the day. That I can guarantee."
"Wish Lynn were here." Aunt Delia says, her eyes shiny with tears.

Lynn was my mother's middle name and Aunt Delia who was more than just my mother's sister-in-law called her that. My mom died three years ago in a car crash. She joined me in the palace when I turned eleven.
I can remember seeing the live in my father's eyes when the grand doors opened to reveal my mother.

Their reunion was one that brings tears to all eyes. Shortly after, parents brought Mary Ann my younger sister back home, she was under the care of one of my father's most trusted friends.

Before I was born, the palace wasn't safe due to a revolting of some elites in the Kingdom of Orion against the crown.

So much blood was shed and my father who was at that time the crown Prince of Orion went into hiding with my mother, a small-scale reporter he met at an interview and instantly fell in love with.

My mother was pregnant with me and my father thought it was best we all went to live in America, the revolt lasted for years and when the King of Orion died, my father had to go back to Orion, taking with him little Mary Ann.