Being a prince was not all it lived up to be. Little girls dreamed of meeting a prince and falling in love. I guess I would be one of the princess they wouldn't wanna meet.
I'm bored of my life as a prince. My King of a father was a horrible person. He tried to be as kind as possible but I knew what he did to innocent people and that made me furious.
I'm technically the Snow White of the family. I loved animals and nature. The only thing that kept my life exciting was my garden.
It was beautiful. Flowers and vines poking out of everywhere, birds sat on the fencing as the bee's ate from the flowers. I was never allowed to leave kingdom ground's unless it was for a meeting outside the building, so sometimes I took my lunch and sat near the fence. Looking out at the real world. The village people would walk by, some of them noticed me and squealed. No one has ever spoken to me if they didn't have a connection with the king, which most people didn't.
I was very gay.
So gay, my garden was arranged in a rainbow. My mother gave me this garden before her passing. She was the only one who knew about it before me. She gave me the foundation of it. Her dying wish was to give me this garden and take care of it.
My mother was a touchy topic. She was my only friend. She would sneak me some nice tasting food from the outside and then we would sit and talk by the pond in the public Kingdom garden, that garden was no where near as beautiful as this one. My mother died by an illness. I was never told what it was but I knew it ate away at her heart. It had devolped over the years. By the age of 46 her heart was nearly gone and she collapsed.
I stayed in the private garden for nearly a month after her passing. My 16th year was the worse one.
I was now 17 and still as bored as before. I was sitting on the step in my garden right by the angel spitting out water when a loud crunching noise startled me out of my daze.
"My prince." An unknown voice said in disbelief. It was a boy around the same age as me standing in my garden.
I'm sorry let me correct myself.
On my garden.
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Okay hi so this story has been a long time coming.
I'm writting it with @buttnectar.
It's gonna be p great.
~Lauren ^-^
Oh yea @thevicandthekellin made this story cover blah blah

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Royal Blood {Jalex}
أدب الهواةAlex was a bored prince. Jack was an exciting outsider, who stepped on Alex's flowers. ©McDougallBooty & buttnectar©