Summary:
Eriol believes he can change Sakura into a princess, at ease in society. With the help of Tomoyo, will she be able to pass off as a Princess? And who does she meet at the Palace? SS
Italics- thoughts
To Be a Princess
Chapter 1
Sakura grimly watched the rain fall heavily onto the ground. She would be considered, extremely beautiful, if she was wearing the right clothing and actually brushed her hair. She was tall and slender- the perfect size. She had pale skin, and the most attractive feature of her, was her eyes. They were a lovely shade of emerald.
She watched the people run across the street in a hurried matter. All the carriages and taxis were already taken, due to the unexpected torrent of rain.
Around her arm, hung a small basket filled with flowers. Pennies, Roses, and of course Sakura's namesake. Her eyes landed on a young man, probably a year or two older than her. Beside him was a woman, near the same age as Sakura. They looked noble, or were very regal. The man had azure hair, and midnight coloured eyes. He stood upright, even against the rain.
The woman had long black hair that was pulled back into a simple but elegant bun. Her eyes were a captivating colour of amethyst.
They hovered at the kerb of the street, ready to cross. Lighting flashed in the darken sky, momentarily brightening the area. The man and woman ran across the street.
They had managed to get to the other side, but due to the rain, it had made the ground slippery. The woman fell, onto the cold and wet ground, near Sakura.
Out of instinct, Sakura bent down to help her up, even though the woman was obviously a Lady. The Lady grabbed her hand, and Sakura managed to help her up.
"Tomoyo? Are you hurt, dear?" The man was instantly by her side, concerned in his eyes.Tomoyo shook her head, and turned to Sakura. Sakura immediately kept her eyes downcast, and gave a shaky curtsey.
"Please, you don't have to curtsey. I thank you, for having the courtesy of helping me up. My name is Lady Tomoyo. This is my husband, Lord Eriol." She waved her hand in the direction of the man beside her. The man gave a nod of acknowledgment.
"Pleasure to meet you, Lord Eriol and Lady Tomoyo." Sakura was staring at the ground.
"You may look up." Eriol placed his fingers under Sakura's chin and gently lifted her head up to make her stare at eye level to them.
"May I suggest we converse somewhere drier?" asked Tomoyo. All three of them were soaked through. "We might catch a cold! What do you make of that area?" She pointed to a shaded area, large enough to fit them all.
Sakura was uneasy when she followed them, not sure why they were talking to her.
"Much better, dear!" said Eriol.
"Of course. What did you say your name was?"
"I didn't. My name is Sakura." replied Sakura. She started to feel a little dizzy. She however concealed it.
"Sakura! What a lovely name!" exclaimed Tomoyo.
Sakura now was feeling very nauseous, she swayed to the side, her eyes shut. Eriol caught her. He glanced at the girl, sleeping in his arms.
"Oh my! I think she's caught a cold!" Tomoyo had placed her hand on Sakura's forehead. "Shall we take her back to the manor, dear?"
"I think we should." Eriol whistled for a carriage. A few seconds later, the carriage appeared in front of them. Eriol gently placed Sakura one of sides in the carriage. He helped Tomoyo enter the carriage, and then shut the door.
"23 Clow Drive." said Tomoyo, to the driver.
The carriage jerked, and they were off.
Sakura slowly opened her eyes, and blinked, trying to adjust the light that flooded the room. She glanced around the room, wondering where she was. Where am I? How did I get here? Panic arose from her. Was I kidnapped? But who would want to kidnap a common girl?
She was lying on a very comfortable bed. The room was stylish, full of expensive furniture.
"Ah! You're awake! How are you feeling?" Tomoyo entered the room, followed closely by Eriol.
Sakura jumped. After she recovered from shock, she replied, "Very good! But why am I 'ere?"
Eriol and Tomoyo smiled. "You collapsed yesterday. We took you here to here-to our manor, to rest."
"Thank you!" said Sakura, grateful. She was starting to remember now.
Eriol waved her thank you away. "Please, rest. You may stay here as long as you want."
Sakura opened her mouth to protest.
"Now, sleep," Eriol commanded.
Sakura instantly fell asleep.
"Did you use magic on her?" asked Tomoyo watching the sleeping girl.
Eriol smiled and nodded. Hand in hand, they exited the room quietly.
Syaoran disdainfully smiled at a passing Lady, who was battering her eyelashes at him. Be incredibly handsome, for all of his life, he has been enduring this. He was strong built, and was tall. He had dark, serious amber eyes, and messy chestnut hair.
"Syaoran! Try and be more polite!" snapped his mother, Queen Yelan.
Syaoran tried to brighten up, for his mother's sake. "Mother. How much longer must I endure this?"
They were having a formal function at their palace, and every single Lady in the room had her eye on Syaoran.
Queen Yelan sighed. "Very well. You may leave."
Syaoran kissed his mother on the forehead, and turned to leave.
