Sorry to those who have been keeping up with my other story, Call me PJ. I've been too busy with life recently and therefore haven't posted anything in a while.
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who fell down into the underground. The war had just ended the previous year. She was discovered lying in a patch of golden flowers by the young prince Asriel Dreemurr. He quickly tried to shake her back to consciousness to no avail. Worry growing, he carried her to the king and queen. They brought her back to health.
She became friends with Asriel and slowly opened up to the royal family. After a while of her living with them she felt like family. So they made it official and adopted her. The following day the royal family announced her as princess Chara Dreemurr. The whole kingdom rejoiced, for their favorite human was now their princess.
Many happy years later Chara was 14 and Asriel 15, Chara fell seriously ill. The whole underground was devastated. The next day the princess's body and the prince's dust were discovered in the castle gardens. A note was found in the children's room.
~If you are reading this then we failed to break the barrier. We are sorry our plan didn't work and you are all still trapped in the underground. -Love Chara and Asriel Dreemurr~
Everyone in the kingdom was in despair at the loss, it was soon revealed that Chara died of eating poisonous flowers named buttercups.
Twenty years later, an eighth human child fell down into the underground.