Secrecy ~Trixya female AU~

Inheritance

Trixie's POV:

So, according to 'laws' around here, being the daughter of a king and queen, I have to marry royalty. My parents, luckily, agreed to let me marry a girl, so that was good, I guess. I still don't know how I feel about being wed at 18, though. My mother arranged a selection, every near by princess would come to see if they were suitable as my wife. The list of girls attending were handed in to me by a castle guard, named Pearl. Usually, this guard was asleep, and I considered her my closest friend around here. Everyone always wants to be my friend, due to my crown, but they never see me for me, and that's why I cared for her so much. Anyways, the girls on the list were named:

-Princess Fantasy

-Princess Disastah

-Princess Aquaria

-Princess Zathena

-Princess Uglina

-Princess Aquapussy

-Princess Cuculina

-Princess Carcinogenetta

-Princess Pacifica

-Princess Climaxica

-Princess You-Reek-of-Diaria

-Princess Banana Lady

Now, none sounded that great, but I wasn't going to judge anyone. Violet Chachki, my personal maid, and Pearl's secret crush, walked into the room, a pile of towels in her hands. "Your mother wants you to go to town and pick up a dress for her from the seamstress." She said, placing the fluffy while towels on my bed, and starting to fold them. "Ugh, fine. She needs to send some guard down there sometime though, I'm tiered of doing her work!" I started to walk towards my closet to grab a pair of shoes. Violet cleared her throat in response to my sentence. "Yeah, you must be really tiered of doing her work." She said, sarcastically, grabbing a flat iron from my night stand, and putting it in the bathroom. I rolled my eyes and began to choose some shoes.

I walked down the long golden stairs, heading to the main room to open the doors and leave. When I got to the doors, I pulled my pink cloak over my head, hoping no one would know who I was, and or give me a hard time. I slowly closed the door I walked through, and began walking down the trail outside the castle. I have visited the seamstress many times, her name was Bianca Del Rio. I knew she was getting an intern that she had to teach how to sew, because whoever it was didn't even know the basics. I stood outside the small building and looked around before opening the door. A small bell sounded, signalling my arrival. I slowly walked in, closing the door behind me, and a girl with teal, long hair ran up to me, a piece of black fabric stuck to her white band T-shirt. "Hello!' She said, as if nothing was wrong. "Hi, what exactly happened there?" I asked, motioning to the misplaced fabric. "Oh, yeah. I tried to sew."  She shrugged, walking behind the desk. "What are you here for?" She asked me. "To pick up a dress, I think Bianca may have it." I responded, and the teal haired girl nodded, walking to the back area.

Bianca knew who I was, and that's why I made the teal haired girl go get her. I didn't want any one else to know about my ware-abouts, my mom said that it was dangerous. "Here you go," Bianca handed me a black bag which presumably had the dress in it. She knew it was me due to the excessive amount of pink and makeup. "Thank you, by the way, who was that girl?" I asked, genuinely wanting to know. "Oh, that's Adore Delano. She works for me now." Bianca pointed to the back room, and rolled her eyes. I handed her the money for the dress, and put it in my large pink bag before exiting.

I walked down the rocky trail, heading home with the dress my mother requested. I heard shouting, and quickly turned around. It was a bad idea, because I was sent tumbling to the ground, a blonde had fallen on top of me. "I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed, picking herself up. She wore a red dress, most definitely not as fancy as mine. She pulled me up from the ground and began to run away. Out of curiosity, I followed.

"Wait!" I yelled, when we were far enough away from the village. She turned around to face me, and drew closer. "What?" She asked. "Who are you and why are you running?" I answered her with a question. "Yekaterina Petronova Zamolodchicova. I'm from Russia." She held out a hand. "And the rest of my question?" I shook her hand, raising my eyebrows. "Why should I tell you?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips. Time to pull the royalty card. I took of the hood of my pink cloak, and spoke. "I am Princess Trixie Mattel, why were you running?" I asked, more seriously than before, and her eyes went wide. "I-I should go." She said, attempting to run away once more, but i pulled her arm back. "Tell me." I spoke to her. She looked around, frantically, before realizing I wasn't going to let her go. "Look, as I said, I'm from Russia. I don't know how I got here, or when, but I've been looking for my parents, hoping they could tell me, but I can't find them. Some royal guard person claimed I was trespassing, and I didn't know what to do, I don't even know the rules in this country, so I ran, okay?" She removed her arm from my grasp. "Can I go now?" She asked, rubbing the spot where I had gripped her. I said nothing, instead I nodded, hearing the footsteps of someone behind me. The girl smiled, and ran off into the woods. "Trixie? What are you doing here?" A guard, who I knew as Kasha Davis, asked, moving closer. Once again I said nothing. "Come on, let's get you home." She grabbed my hand and we began to walk to the castle. Every now and then I would look back at the woods, but the Russian figure never appeared.