I was spoiled to begin with. It started at my birth and on upwards. Only thing I was not spoiled with was a perfect husband, but I'm getting ahead of myself. On my first birthday I recieved a life-sized doll house. My second found me with a million little dolls. Third and I was on horse back, "training" to be a lady. I had only recently begun to wonder why I was induldged in my ways; after all what work had I ever done that benefitted anyone?
Not until a few days before my fourteenth birthday had I ever considered life outside my universe. It consisted of; me, my father (The king), my nurse, and finally all the attendants. As you can guess they all orbitied around your's truly. My mother wasn't in the picture having gotten tired of castle life and run off with some commoner only to fall off a cliff in crazed suicidal actions.
I rarely thought of the poor woman. It was always thought wrong and taught to me as such. Lately, however, the story had become cheap. It sounded foolish that a marvelous mother would find a commoner better than my handsome blonde haired gray-eyed father? And anyways how do you just fall of a cliff and die?
"and what do you think you are doing, Rachel?!" Rachel, my nurse, had been brushing the snarls out of my curly light brown hair, and was about to place a beweled hair pin in it. The poor woman cowered at my voilent shriek.
"I was p-pinning up your h-hair your highness." she practically whimpered.
"oh.. alright then. You are forgiven."
"Thank you ever so much your worshipfu-"
"enough blubbering" i cut her off, "back to the hair"
Everyone knew i was a force to be reconed with and i had decided that after Rachel finished with my hair I'd go and discover the real reason for my mother's death. I knew that it had been a lie the moment the thought struck my little mind. After mulling the thought awhile, i dismissed Rachel with a wave of my hand.
Flouncing out the door of my powder room, through my closet, bedroom, sitting room, and finally through the door to the corridor outside my room, I had made up my mind to intterogate anyone i could get my hands on. First up; Sir Eric my father's dashing young knight.
"Eric!" i cried on seeing his head disspear into the stables.
"My lady?" he answered, poking his head back out.
"Eric, I have some questions I want answered."
"I thought you might, come in we'll talk..."
