Chapter 1

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I woke up. Dang it. I was still in the most dreaded place in the world. Queen Aletha's Palace.

It was the most dreaded place for me, but to anyone else, it would be a heaven.

I sighed, looking around once again at the dusty and dirty basement of the palace.

I am a princess. But I don't feel like one. I am the fifth daughter of my mother, Queen Aletha.

It's not fair! My other sisters live in paradise, and I don't. I just don't get it.

Why does my mother dislike me out of all my other sisters?

This palace is in England, so we all have accents.

The oldest daughter is Mariam. She is slightly chubby, with hazel eyes and curly dark brown hair. She's 19.

The second is Cathlyn, who is quite slim and has bright green eyes and straight light brown hair, a exactly inherited from my mother. Cathlyn is 18.

Third is Juliana, who looks just like me, average with wavy dark brown hair and gray-blue eyes. Juliana is 16.

Fourth is Serkalia, who looks like Mariam but thinner. Serkalia is 15.

And finally, fifth is me, Alexia, who looks like a poor pheasant. And take a guess, I'm 14.

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