A Royal Story (On hold)
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Last published Wed, Jul 16, 2014
Well I'm not entirely sure if I'm even allowed to do this.
Now let me tell you this is based on my superstition but have you ever believed that our dreams mean more than we think.
Well because I had a dream.
I met someone that looked just like me.
Her name was Annabella.
Well there's a lot more to this than a dream. Its turned into reality. And Annabella isn't just a girl on the run. Shes my sister. But if shes my sister then I suppose that makes me a royal as well. I forgot to tell you that part didn't I; where shes a princess soon to be queen. My apologies.
Being a royal isn't as fairy tale like as it seems. Not when the world doesn't know that the family line is still alive.
Just read on and let me tell you this story in which more or so has come to be my life.
Not even I know how to describe it. But let me assure you that I will not leave out any details. This is my story on how I'm a royal.
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