From Prisoner to Princess

ls, my strides confident as I

ead me down the right path. I was just thankful for

was heading, the guards ready t

ld!" Boomed a

t was Demitrias. Who ever he w

y throne." I realized who the voice was and I seethed in ang

re done screwing around with it." My eyes st

rror, but it soon

e. So you will sit quietly while I run the kingd

pun. So I will give you five seconds to GET. OFF. MY. THRONE" I emphasize the last words, sp

O

do this Alli" Cam

T

his." Lord Trilavantas voice wavered, h

hr

hats my

ou

s jokin

as the Duke jumped off the throne and fall

my rightful place on the throne a

I will choose who gets it. For now the Trilavantas can live on the estate until I dec

I married a traitor's son." I watched as the ma

ult for making me this way, he

li, I l

d have been raised as a princess, not

elf to blame. Now leave, you are no longer captain of my guard." I watched

g to the guard w

?" I asked, gettin

I laugh as well, smiling as I stood to hold my hand

ackHawk, Yo

Alli."

in Sky. He had deep emerald eyes, a chisled jaw and an easy going smile. His dark blonde hair fell to his shoulders while ha

e asked chuckling and I

make a good captain. I need some one I can t

" This time I laugh and had

he words out of my mouth I felt myself

laugh even harder, feeling myself

rie

hing

aughing and I felt

and stoped laughing, just taking the

he crown, to me and you, then weed out those who were loyal to Trilavantas." Before

ntas as much as I do, they will bow down and follow you." I smiled at Sky's wor

some...thing." my voice cracks as I reach for m

the one thing he did right as rege

you kn

. I helped him plant the roses that grow

nd and gentle man and always helped me

start walking, realizing t

fig

I will never have a

o the garden, taking a dee

g a look at the garden and r

your father?" I as

e months ago, you

l be the head gardener and can choose his t

led in his pockets till he found his cellphone. I could faintly hear

am." I nodd and turn back around, hea

ere my parents rested, the lingering scent of dead roses leading me there. The

ering why I had no parents and here the

l my body was weak and

p around me and pick m

ky's words as he carried me out of the

sobs in the cold winter air, cry

ken down today, my emo

l be

wer, tucking a loose stra

ier Alli, so

he floral scented air that still hung in the winter,

for myself." I whisp

rom him, sitting beside him a

gdom in order, but one thing I am h

tly about what we have been doi

go to bed early and meet

hit the pillow and I