From Prisoner to Princess

o the soft pillows that smelt like mint. I was warm an

air was fresh and clean,

alizing I was not in the prison, the obvious clues bei

large room three times the size of

wo columns on either side of a beautifully decorated double glass door that le

beautiful curtains that hung on either side of ea

ses were nicely stacked. To the right was a glass shelf full of books, a ver

n with a large flat screen tv mounted on the wall over a l

and so was the large cannope bed I was in, the roo

hat guard filled my nose. I could remember the way he l

own thoughts, the guard appeared in the door way, his f

The room was so familia

lived your whole life, Princess Allisara." He answer

ome h

hard to breathe as his words hit me.

, but the guard was there, holding me to his chest and rubbing my b

His words were gentle as

ds voice, I turned to look around a

ot gh

oung age, her, my, cur

boy turned and I saw the startling eyes. One th

and I turned to

lightly running my finger

spered back with hope in his eye

blue eyes closing. I couldn't help but smile an

rilavantas. Eldest son to

d, the days we spent as kids playing, the day he betrayed mebby letting the guard he was squire to

helped place me in the slums to fend for

I nearly starved to death many nights, the reason I cried to sleep won

ast words my maid said. Well

and I quickly stood, throw

t in sarcasticall

nt in the slums and why I nearly died from hunger while YOU lived i

ad taken you somewhere to be safe." He whisper

new of the regent, until the royal bloodline

my old room, the bigg

nd futu

ying." I throw back accusingly. I didn't want to

ou may want to change." I looked down at myself as he sa

n door that led to the bathroom and slamed

s fu

all because of tha

al trait, were wide and filled with hurt and tears. Dirt

re but it felt so right as I turned the water on, tearin

memories that quickly returned to me, crying for my f

rong. But in this moment I

rief wash over me as t

haunt my dreams. But there was so much I still didn

r off and combed my hair. Lotions lined to counter and I smiled, applying it to my skin. There were

and the curls were back in my hair. I was

still in my room so I took the only other door in the ro

replaced with new clothes fit for a queen. There

it for the leather, grabing a bra and thong

, puting that on and looking for a top. I found a silve

und me hanging on a mannequin and I grabbed it, guickly braiding my hair before putting on a pair of kneew high bo

e doors that took me to the main hall, stepping

was m

rth r

time I to