My Princess Chapter 1: It all started when I was 16. I was called downstairs as I was many times a day, and I thought nothing of it. As I made my way into the living room I was greeted by a gaggle of unusual faces. Most stood in an awkward silence avoiding eye-contact and occasionally making a snorting sort of noise whilst scowling at one another. I shut the door promptly behind me, in a graceless sort of attempt to try and go unnoticed. I had obviously failed, since all the eyes in the room where firmly set upon me. As I let my eyes travel across the room I noticed that everybody was dressed in elegant clothing and I, in my t-shirt and jeans was noticeably out of place. I was beckoned over my a man with black hair, unusually, it was impossible to tell his age. "Are you Miss. Kristina?" Enquired the man. " yes, I- I am" "I have some news to share with you, it may be a shock, but please do not worry. If everyone would kindly leave, thank you" I stared at my mother who remained Stoney faced and walked with the rest of the large group. When the last person had left, I shifted my attention to the man. He told me that my name was Immy Arwin, the daughter of the queen of the Voiriden Kingdom and that I was needed there. I sat in my seat for a while, unable to move. "Anyway," continued Sebastian, (he had told me his name earlier) " we must get going, now. There is much to do, you don't want to be late, you still have to meet the princes and- " "Princes?!" I echoed in shock " why are we meeting princes?" " there is a dance in 4 months, and you must pick a partner. You have 2 months to pick your partner. I wouldn't be worried, besides, princes from kingdoms far and wide will attend. Anyway, if I may." Sebastian held out his hand and I, in all my drowsy, pathetic, confused panic, took it. I didn't have to pack anything, all my supplies were prepared there, so I said my good byes and I left for Voiriden. Chapter 2: The plane journey was fairly short, but the rest of the way was by carriage, and that took about 2 hours. I talked to Sebastian, getting into in-depth conversations about nothing in particular, until, finally we arrived. A beautiful marble palace, with giant silver gates and the sun glistening behind the tower, I felt happy and excited, but at the same time, I was worried. Maybe this wasn't a fairytale story, where a prince and a princess fall in love, but a tragedy, where I was to lose everything I loved, or even a horror story. Where I would be the last person on earth, trapped and alone for all eternity. Before I had time to think of such things, I was forced into a room where I was pushed and shoved into many different places and positions before I was placed gently in front of a mirror. I didn't look like myself anymore, I looked like a princess. Chapter 3: Before long, I was put in a carriage and taken to a hall, filled with people chattering and such like in a loud blur of sounds. "Now, time to meet the princes" Sebastian happily giggled. The first to approach me was a prince with golden curls. "My name is Ivan" he handed me a red rose. " pleased to make your acquaintance" I nodded. I have to admit i liked him. The next to approach was a dark haired prince " hello... My name is Kai. Nice to meet you. Anyway, now I must leave" well he wasn't much of a talker. The next was a blonde prince who,f or where he was seemed very at ease. "Yo!" He jeered. Although he wasn't exactly polite, he amused me. "Hey!" I jeered back " so you're Immy right?" "Yup, that's me! And you are?" "Oscar! Hey, maybe I could show you round sometime, huh? How bout it" "Cool" I replied "that sounds fun" well, at least that guy put me at ease. Next was a boy surrounded by fan girls, tons, cheering and screaming "Klaus! Klaus!" I was nervous to go up to him but decided to go. "Hi " I said "Oh erm hi, my name is klaus,you must be Im- Kyahhhhh! " it wasn't long before he was dragged away by his fan girls. Well that didn't last long, I didn't even see his face. Oh well maybe next time. C "Oscar.
Jess
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