The Cursed Princess

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Control it.

No matter what; don't let them know or else...

It has almost time for the ball and Thessalia was pacing back 'n' forth, her heels tapping on the wooden floor. "C'mon Thessa, you can do it! Just...keep your magic in," she told herself in a stern voice.

She walked to her old antique mirror and straightened out her dress. Even though Thessalia was a princess-the most royalist princess ever-she hated being one. She hated having to follow rules, wear big obnoxious dresses with corsets, and wait for a man to marry her. Ugh, she thought about marriage. But Thessalia mostly hate was not being able to be herself. If she could she would be outside, right now, in the meadow reading and not thinking about anything. Too bad I was born a royal, she thought.

Royalty. Thessalia scoffed. She hated that word; it made her feel that everyone like her just because she has money and power. She wants people to know her as her; not as a princess but Thessalia.

There was a knock on the door. "Mi'lady, it's time," a feminine voice said behind the door. "Madam asked me to get you."

Thessalia sighed but reluctantly walked over to the door and opened it. Of course, Queen Freya would send a maid to fetch her daughter. The maid walked in and was greeted by a hug. "Oh, Pricilla! How I am glad you're here! Wanna ditch the ball with me?" Thessalia quickly said tugging Pricillia in and shutting the door. Priscilla was the princesses top handmaiden but best friend she they were five.

Pricillia laughed. "Oh, we can't do that, mi'lady. Just think of your mother when she finds out," she said.

"That makes me want to do it even more," Thessalia said with a chuckle and sat down on her bed. "But I really do wish I didn't have to go, you know. You've heard all the awful stories I tell you about it."

"Yeah, like the one time you said a old man with a wig asked you to dance and that he fell asleep while dancing!" Pricilla sat down next to Thessalia and chuckled.

"He really did!"

Pricillia smiled. "But come on it can't be that bad. Oh, how I would love to wear something as beautiful as your silk gowns and dance with handsome men. You know, you are very lucky to have this life," she said standing up. "You should appreciate it."

There was a little bit of sadness in Pricilla's voice which Thessalia noticed. A smile slowly crept on her face. "Do you really want to be royalty for one night?" she asked and watched Pricillia's face light up.

"Yes..." she said. "But that'll never happen. I'm just a maid, no one will ever think I'm royalty."

"Well... if you had your make up done and you wore one of my silk gowns then yes, people will think you are royalty. So how about it? One night you can have your dream."

"...But what will your Majesty think? She'll-"

"I'll deal with my mother. But tonight you are going to be a princess-whether you want to or not," Thessalia smiled at her friend. "Now let's get you ready for the ball."

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Finally, after fifteen minutes, it was time for the ball. Thessalia had just finished giving Pricillia a make over. They were both standing in front of the mirror when the queen rushed in, with a look of disappointment etched on her face. "Thessalia Demonia Killoran-Who is this?" The queen stared at the young lady standing behind her daughter, wondering who she was and why she was wearing one of Thessalia's gown.

The young lady smiled shyly. "Mother, this is Pricillia. My handmaiden and best friend," said Thessalia smiling at her friend. "She is coming to the ball with me-" Queen Freya opened her mouth but Thessalia continued; "and if she doesn't then I am not going and that's final."

Queen Freya sighed. "Fine," she said defeated. "But she must stay by you at all times. We can't let our guests know we have a servant attending the ball."

Pricillia smiled. "You won't have to worry Your Majesty, I'll behave."

"Good," said the queen with a nod. She turned to her daughter. "You look really beautiful, my dear."

"Thanks mother," smiled Thessalia.

"Okay. Come on girls we have to go now!"

The two best friends linked their arms together and walked out of the room with huge smiles on their face. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.