Fairytales were my biggest let down in life. From a very young age, I was given a book fit to burst with stories of magic, daring quests and royalty- I had read it so much that I knew every story off by heart. Every child has dreamed of the day when their life would turn into a fairy tale- when they found a gingerbread house in the middle of the forest, when they discovered their cat wore boots, or when their dashing prince came and rescued them. I was one of the little girls who wished with all her might that she would be beautiful princess and that someday a handsome man would save her from whatever trouble she was in. Fortunately for me, there was a possibility that could happen.
I am a Princess, the only child of King Joseph and Queen Scarlet, rulers of the Bluewater Kingdom. From as young as I could understand language, it has been drilled into me that I was part of a royal family, that I was important, that I was superior. From as young as I could walk, it has been drilled into me that I should stand straight and proud. From as young as I could talk, it has been drilled into me that I should pronounce my words clearly and eloquently. However, despite all of this primping and faffing to make myself as perfect as can be, I always held onto one thing: it would mean that I was a fairy tale princess and that it would all pay off, because one day my prince will come and we shall rule a kingdom together.
Regardless of my growing older, I never grew out of those fairy tales. I still kept clinging on to the hope that the future would bring true love- until the day that I turned twelve. My mother and father sat me down and explained what the rest of my life would entail. It all sounded bearable, up to the part where I learned that I would not have a chance of true love and that I would eventually be married off to some noble or aristocrat. From that day on, I didn't touch that fairy tale book. I didn't so much as think of magic and sword fights, and I never dared to think of being a fairy tale princess. This was real life, and life wasn't fair.
You'd think being a princess is easy, but in all honesty, it feels like you've been cursed by an evil witch that lives in a cottage in the forest.
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Heart Of Courage
FantasyThe year is 2137, 120 years after the Final Wars ended, and the kingdoms are now thriving again. Maddison Fortis is the princess of the illustrious Bluewater Kingdom. At the age of 19, she yearns to leave her royal duties and controlling parents beh...