Saturday, May 16, 2009

Princesses part 1 (Cynthia)


I looked out my window watching the lights shimmer in the dark blue sky. The stars were like lanturns flickering, never going out.

"You know, Saphire? Wouldn't it be greaat just to get out of here? Go do something fun..." I asked my younger sister.

"Um... sure?" She replied.

"There has to be someway..." I said falling backwards onto my feathery bed. I stared at the stone cieling.

"But don't you want to get married? Then one day you'll be queen!" Saphire had a glint of imagination in her eyes.

"But I don't WANT to get married... I'm only 15!" I replied angrily.

Yeah... an arranged marriage... just my luck. I haven't even SEEN him... and of course it's Sintickis tradition to go to the King's house for 1 year before returning to Sintickis... that is if I were a girl of course. And I am... and I don't want to leave either.

"Well now I'm suppose to think that you are going to make some kind of absurd scheme to get out of Daddy's castle?" Saphire asked.

"I'll think of a way... you'll see." I assured her. "Some way..."

I stared out the window again. I heard a "CLOP, CLOP, CLOP!". It was a messanger... Oh great! I plopped back down onto my bed and started crying. I knew what the message said. It was when the wedding day would be arranged. I just laid there for 10 minutes. Staring into space.

The door opened. "Oh my dearest daughter Cynthia!" He announced with glee. "Your wedding will be in 3 days! Thank the Almighty!" He ran out the door cheering and hooting.

Yup... that was my father. The king. King Hittis. I started breaking down in a fit of tears. I couldn't bare just staying here! I needed to go... far away. Until everything was over... yes, until all my worries were gone.

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