This is the story how I met my prince... But it´s not any kind of prince... and probably not my speciel somepony... but a prince from my fairytale…
I remembered how it all started when I was a filly. I usually loves to read books about magic and spells and I studied much until I learned how to use them. But when I was in the Royal Library to find more spell books, an old book fell from the shelf.
My little horn glowed and picked it up with a purple aura around the book. I carefully studied the book and since it was ancient, it should turn into dust, but it was perfectly fine.
I took it up to my room without my parents' notice; I blew some dust from it and opened the first page of the book. But I was surprised that the pages looks new inside and the letters was clearly to read.
"Once upon a time..."
I read from the book. It was a fairytale but never knew there was kind of it from many years ago? I read a bit in the book, which is about a unicorn prince who sacrificed himself to save his subjects from an evil witch whose black magic was darker and stronger than any kind of magic. I read to the ending with a conclusion that tells one day, somepony would come and rescue the unicorn prince from his eternal prison which was a curse, where he had to wander at the night in eternity and never see the sunlight again.
I was very amazed by the fairytale, but it makes me wonder why there´re only three pages while the rest of the book was blank. I had no clue about it, but I read the story again all night and forgot all my questions...
I remember I didn´t get used to be tired in the morning and even my studies, but I couldn´t help but get to bed and read the fairytale over and over again and I´d never get tired of it.
My whole childhood of the fairytale of the unicorn prince had followed me all the way and I was quite happy to have it. I was pretty good by hiding my daydreams from my tutor.
I often daydreamed that one day I would meet my prince from the book. I also kept my hopes of meeting him, perhaps at night, but I knew he was nothing but a fairytale character or a "morale" as everypony called, since it was used to foals to teach them some life lessons. But for me, it seems like it was a sad but true story about a pony with a horrible life...
The other ponies often teased me about my prince who will never come or my parents claims that the prince was just a imaginary friend. My babysitter and even my brother believes in me, but I knew they only said it so I wouldn´t feel lonely.
But I actually don´t care at all. I don´t care about the other ponies bullied me or call me stupid nicknames. I know I have no friends, but the only loneliness I have is my fairytale book.
Whether he might be wandering around in the quiet night, I´ve always kept my patience on him. Maybe not today, not tomorrow, but maybe in a few years, I would meet him someday and I would always keep my faith on him no matter what...
Well then... Let me tell you how my childhood dream came true...
I made some changes in it. I took me a while to come up about how the story should be. I´ll continue it later...