Once upon a time, there were two girls born on the same day at the same time. One was born to a king and a queen of a small land. They loved their daughter very much but were often sent away from her for great periods of time to handle trade with other larger kingdoms. One expedition sent the king and the queen overseas and in the middle of a huge tropical storm, their ship crash and they perished.
Princess Maya was all of three years old when her parents passed away. She was raised instead by Cory and Topanga Matthews, who were the duke and duchess of the land. They were kind and loving and it may be possible, if they hadn't told Maya, she would have thought they were her parents all along. She didn't look like either of them though. They both had chocolate brown hair compared to her silky blonde hair that seemed to grow faster than she did. She was always having to get it cut because it would grow up to a full inch in a week.
In all honesty, Princess Maya dreamed of living the life of a civilian. She knew it would be much harder work but she wanted to work for everything she earned. She wanted to know that she earned everything she had. Maya knew the only reason she lived in this gigantic castle was because her ancestors had worked for it and there was no way she could possibly do that much work when she took the throne. This was something she had dreamed of since she was a child. She wished she could go play on the grass fields surrounding the castle instead of taking diplomacy lessons. Now, she wished she could chose her own profession. She loved to sew and made as many of her dresses as she possibly could. The seamstress in town was always much better at making more elaborate dresses but Maya could make a dress if she was given the right materials.
She also wished she had the free will of true love. Maya had just turned eighteen years old and was now spending every moment planning her wedding to Prince Lucas. It was, of course, an arranged marriage her parents had set up with Prince Lucas' parents before they died. Cory and Topanga as well as Lucas' parents, King Ty and Queen Cheryl, made sure that Lucas and Maya got to know each other over their lives. Maya never hated Lucas, except when they were about five years old, but only because he was a boy. He was a great friend to her and a good confidant but she never wanted to think about doing anything more than hugging. She thought of their relationship as strictly platonic, regardless what everybody else thought.
She hadn't spoken up about this for two reasons. Reason number one was that it was a good idea for their countries. Lucas would rule over a larger kingdom once his parents passed away, a kingdom that Maya's often did trade with. Maya's small kingdom was struggling and marrying into a large kingdom would do her people good and she was always taught to put the people first. The second reason is that she didn't know if Lucas thought of her as a significant other or as a friend. She didn't want to hurt his feelings if he thought of her as a perfect wife. She may not think of him as a husband but she did care about him and she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with him in complete silence to her.
The night the grand ball was announced to officially celebrate the engagement of Prince Lucas and Princess Maya, Maya herself walked out of her room and to her balcony, both of which were the sizes of most people's homes, and wished upon a star.
I wish I could be someone else.
Once upon a time, there were two girls born on the same day at the same time. One girl was born with a twin brother to parents who were very poor and, although they loved their son and daughter very much, they were left with no other choice but to put them up for adoption. The happy little girl and the smart little boy were never adopted and therefore sent into the workforce.
Riley Minkus worked as a seamstress in the town. She had worked there since she was thirteen years old and had learned how to make some of the most beautiful dresses, some of which were sent to the princess herself. Riley was never given any credit for her work however as the head seamstress, Missy Bradford, took credit for the dresses herself. Riley's twin brother, Farkle, knew about this and was furious, always encouraging Riley to take credit of her own dresses instead of letting Missy stomp all over her. Riley knew she couldn't do this because that would result in her being fired.
Farkle worked as a blacksmith. He enjoyed his job enough and his bosses were generally nice to him, unless he tried another scientific experiment with fire. He hated that he seemed to get the long end of the stick. He loved his sister and wished the stick had been spilt equally. Riley never complained much about her job but Farkle could tell she hated it. As a woman, she wasn't given many other options.
The night the grand ball had been announced was a particularly bad night for Riley. Missy had sold one of Riley's dresses for half the price Riley had asked for just to gain some profit for herself. Riley was not paid for that dress. On her way home, Riley fell into a puddle of mud as the rain began to fall. She felt her own face getting wet and it tasted like salt. She knew it wasn't the rain on her face. Riley returned to hers and Farkle's shack of a home and scurried to her room before he could even ask her if she was all right. Riley pressed her face into her dirty sheets as she felt the rain start to leak through her roof and land on her head. That night she silently wished for something she had never wished for before.
I wish I could be someone else.
AN: Hello my fantastic readers. This is the beginning of Fairytale. Before you ask, yes I am still working on Smile: A Sequel to Attractive but I have a major case of writer's block right now. I know where I want to go with it but I'm just having trouble expressing it with words! It's extremely frustrating!
And I think I'm going to add a second chapter to Colder Weather soon for those who read that. I can't tell you much but it will hopefully be just as much of a tear jerker as the first chapter! I'm sorry I'm making you cry but some things in life are really sad.
Next chapter will feature our first glimpse of Rucas and Markle. I know Markle's ship has probably sailed (I don't know, I'm not the writers) but I think it will really fit for this story.
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