Sometimes she would lie in bed, and wonder what she had been doing with her life. Did she have a purpose? She had always been told her purpose was destruction, but there had to be more to life than other people's misery.
Who was she kidding? That's why she lives. With out destruction, what else would she do? Find love?
Hahaha. No.
She got up and walked out to over look her kingdom. It was truly a beautiful place, once you get past the fact that all outsiders would burn to death in it. But how long would it seem this beautiful?
She was bored of it. The place that was once so beautiful was now ugly. Over there a citizen had said he wished he lived in a different kingdom, because the princess killed his wife.
She killed him.
In that part of the kingdom, a pair of merchants were talking about her behind her back, thinking she wouldn't see or hear.
She killed them.
Over there, somebody said she had anger issues.
Hahaha.
He's dead now.
A kingdom filled of bitter sweet memories. But there's really no need for those.
After her incredible out burst and failed attempt to destroy her own kingdom, the princess was locked up inside a barrier of glass, almost like something you would put a candle in.
"I'm very proud of you," her father had said. "But there's no flaming way I'd be able to afford to replace the entire kingdom. Things happen, darling."
As you can probably tell, the princess was less than pleased. She sat in the imprisonment for days. When one day, a visitor peeked her interest.
"I am Sir Jake, Baron of the Grasslands!"
...
"Prince of the Grasslands.."
...
"Same age as your daughter!'
'A prince? Interesting.'
She thought, smiling. A prince...
'...My prince.'
Welp, that's it folks. Flame Princess before she met Finn. There's not much more to write, considering after this it's just the rest of Incedium(?) and Hot to Touch. But if you think I should write more or this story, or if you think I should write a Finn x FP fanfic, just leave it in a review and I'll make it!
Hope you liked this story! -Carly3