Day: 1 Age: 8
My mother got me this journal because she says I need a way to get out my thoughts…not that I really need to, but here goes nothing.
I have worked in the palace ever since I was small. My mother is one of the top maids that work here, she works all day and night if it means she can please her King. I began working with her when I was five.
And let me tell you something, the other maids thought it was fun to put dresses on me always saying I was cute or adorable and other girly stuff like that.
Around when I was seven, I gave up on trying to get them to stop. So I commonly wear dresses. My mother, along with the others, thought it was cute. I just smile and go on with my chores like I have anyways been doing, following my Mothers example and trying to please the King.
Speaking of the King, I hear him calling for me…why me? Hmm…
