Princess
Chapter 1
Bethany's POV:
As I lay on my bed wondering about all the villagers I will never be able to meet because my father is to stubborn. I walk over to the window and look across the lake to see people scurrying around, going to the market, or trying to sell something on the streets.
Thats it. I can't handle it anymore I'm going to talk to him about going out. I need to meet the people I will rule.
I swiftly walk to see my father getting a self portrait done.
"Father!" I screamed at him. "You never let me go out to see the kingdom! Why can't I?!" He turns to me and sighs.
My father never lets me see the village. It's all I ever wanted to do. Ever since my mother died there has been nothing but rules rules rules with him.
"Stop arguing with me Bethany, you are not going out alone!" He said.
"Fine! Then send me with guards! I will be safe! It's not like I will run off from them!" I yelled.
"Bethany, calm down you do not need to yell. I will make my decision by dinner time if I will allow you to go or not. For now, go get cleaned up, Prince William is coming to meet you tonight to see if you are suited to be his wife." He said calmly while the painter started swiping the brush across the canvas.
"Suited to be his wife?! No! If anything he would have to be suited to be my husband! I will not allow some stuck up so called 'Prince' decide if I will be his wife." I said back to him.
"Go Bethany. Now." I stormed away.
Prince William! Huh! Who does he think he is? To marry me? In his dreams! I just want a nice man, it does not matter to me if he's a prince, or rich, I just want him to love me the way I would love him.
As I was walking I hardly noticed that I was in the kitchen quarters. This was where all of my friends were anyway. I said hello to the staff then dismissed my self to the fitting room where I had to be fitted for my dress tonight.
Madame Rose tightened the dress around my waist. My least favorite part. It hurt and stung. That's when I heard it. The loud knock at the door. Get ready for my life to be miserable for the next several hours.
When my father called me down to meet Prince William I walked down the staircase as they all stared. He wasn't that bad looking, let's just see the inside, shall we?
"Hello, Princess." He took my hand and kissed it.
"Hello." I replied a little nicer then I should've.
"To the grand hall for a feast!" My father exclaimed.
After a while of eating and small talk I couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Have you made the decision father?" I asked quickly. He eyed me as if it were the completly inappropriate time to ask.
"Yes," he said. "I have decided that you may not go." I dropped my fork.
"What!?" I stood up. "The only thing I ask is for you to let me go and you still don't aprove? I bet mother would let me go!" And with that I ran up to my room and put on my cape.(like a little red riding hood hood) I ran down to the kitchen quarters and did something I would usally never be able to do.
"Everyone please, listen. I need you to cover me if my father asks where I am. I am going to the village, just for a little while I will be back soon. I promise. Please?" I asked.
They all nodded in return. I rushed out te back door and before I knew it I was coming up to the gates of the village. I put my hood on so no one would recognize me if they saw.
I started to walk around for a while, looking through the market, giving spare change to families, and that's when I saw them. The green eyes.
As I lay on my bed wondering about all the villagers I will never be able to meet because my father is to stubborn. I walk over to the window and look across the lake to see people scurrying around, going to the market, or trying to sell something on the streets.
Thats it. I can't handle it anymore I'm going to talk to him about going out. I need to meet the people I will rule.
I swiftly walk to see my father getting a self portrait done.
"Father!" I screamed at him. "You never let me go out to see the kingdom! Why can't I?!" He turns to me and sighs.
My father never lets me see the village. It's all I ever wanted to do. Ever since my mother died there has been nothing but rules rules rules with him.
"Stop arguing with me Bethany, you are not going out alone!" He said.
"Fine! Then send me with guards! I will be safe! It's not like I will run off from them!" I yelled.
"Bethany, calm down you do not need to yell. I will make my decision by dinner time if I will allow you to go or not. For now, go get cleaned up, Prince William is coming to meet you tonight to see if you are suited to be his wife." He said calmly while the painter started swiping the brush across the canvas.
"Suited to be his wife?! No! If anything he would have to be suited to be my husband! I will not allow some stuck up so called 'Prince' decide if I will be his wife." I said back to him.
"Go Bethany. Now." I stormed away.
Prince William! Huh! Who does he think he is? To marry me? In his dreams! I just want a nice man, it does not matter to me if he's a prince, or rich, I just want him to love me the way I would love him.
As I was walking I hardly noticed that I was in the kitchen quarters. This was where all of my friends were anyway. I said hello to the staff then dismissed my self to the fitting room where I had to be fitted for my dress tonight.
Madame Rose tightened the dress around my waist. My least favorite part. It hurt and stung. That's when I heard it. The loud knock at the door. Get ready for my life to be miserable for the next several hours.
When my father called me down to meet Prince William I walked down the staircase as they all stared. He wasn't that bad looking, let's just see the inside, shall we?
"Hello, Princess." He took my hand and kissed it.
"Hello." I replied a little nicer then I should've.
"To the grand hall for a feast!" My father exclaimed.
After a while of eating and small talk I couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Have you made the decision father?" I asked quickly. He eyed me as if it were the completly inappropriate time to ask.
"Yes," he said. "I have decided that you may not go." I dropped my fork.
"What!?" I stood up. "The only thing I ask is for you to let me go and you still don't aprove? I bet mother would let me go!" And with that I ran up to my room and put on my cape.(like a little red riding hood hood) I ran down to the kitchen quarters and did something I would usally never be able to do.
"Everyone please, listen. I need you to cover me if my father asks where I am. I am going to the village, just for a little while I will be back soon. I promise. Please?" I asked.
They all nodded in return. I rushed out te back door and before I knew it I was coming up to the gates of the village. I put my hood on so no one would recognize me if they saw.
I started to walk around for a while, looking through the market, giving spare change to families, and that's when I saw them. The green eyes.
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