I open my eyes and look around. A medieval tower? Walks over to the wall and touches it. This isn't a dream...
"PRINCESS HURRY UP!" Booms the deep male voice outside. There's more knocking on my door and I don't know what to say to get him away. "You shouldn't awaken a princess so rudely!"
"Oh I'm very sorry your highness. But please be quick you have much to do today." He says apologetically.
I walk over to a large wardrobe full of clothes and I don't know what to wear or even who I am. I put on a green dress with gold thread and I notice a mirror. I still look like me... Well in this dress but I look like my normal self. What's happening here? Where am I? Why are these people calling me Aphelia? Why are they calling me princess?! I guess in order to understand this world I need to explore it. I go over to the large mahogany door that had been slammed earlier by the man who woke me up and I turn the large metal door handle and push the door open slowly.
YOU ARE READING
Royal dream
FantasyWhat would happen if everyone treated you like a princess? But you're not even close to being a princess.
