People say I'm the luckiest of them all. No wait, that's Apple White, she's the luckiest of them all. But anyway, I don't feel lucky. Sure, I have a great family, a magnificent palace to live in, and great beauty (I think, I'm kind of self-conscious, but my parents say I'm gorgeous), and loyal friends. But there's something missing, an adventure, I want to slay dragons, go to far-off places, rescue people, like my brothers do. Okay, one of my brothers does. Who am I? I'm Darling Charming, the sole daughter of King Charming and the younger sister of Daring and Dexter Charming.
I love Daring, but he can be a little conceited. Apparently, I'm the only one who sees it, being his little sister and all. You won't believe how much money he spends on hand mirrors (frankly, I can't count that high). And instead of saving the kingdom from hungry dragons and bloodthirsty griffins, he brags about his looks to fan-girl damsels and his blockhead friends. Daring doesn't try to bully me (except for when we were little and he pulled my hair and stole my dollies), but he does treat me like a little girl, pretending that I still need help with everyday things. My favorite family member however is my twin brother, Dexter. He's the only one who gets me and he's the only one who likes the stories I make up. I'm not an author; I just build little stories in my head about damsels becoming heroes. Dexter's my best friend, but he has flaws too. Dexter is—how do I say this nicely?—cowardly. Sometimes, I can't believe he's the older twin.
Unlike most Charming family members, I don't go to parties. They just sound so frivolous and boring. What I like to do (besides reading everything in Father's library) is sneaking out and save Ever After from danger. I secretly watch Daring's fencing lessons and use Father's old weapons to train to be a female knight. It's my own little secret—only Dexter knows about this. I ride my favorite steed, Ferdinand into the Enchanted Forest and search for any fights. In order to not get caught, I use Father's old armor to shield my face and use a manly voice I've perfected over the years. Luckily, there's enough padding in the suit to conceal my feminine figure and height. I call myself the White Knight, after a character in one of Dexter's books. The most courageous things I do as the White Knight is stopping a naughty thief from making off with my mother's necklace, I was forced to pretend that Daring saved the day. No one even knows who the White Knight is, or even think "he's" real.
But it's so not fair; everyone thinks that I'm a frilly princess who needs help constantly. Sometimes, I use my feminine charm to my advantage and use boys to do my homework and give me their jacket if I'm chilly, but it's annoying. I'm not helpless, I don't want to be rescued by a prince, and I want to save myself. Mother constantly scrutinizes me for my tomboyish nature and my cousins belittle me for my ambitions to be a hero. I'm on the Rebel side (Dexter is too, if he finally admits he's in love with Raven, but otherwise he's a Royal) but the Rebels are more concerned about choice and while that is an issue to deal with, I believe we Rebels need to fix this "damsel in distress" stereotype, we're women and we have the power to save ourselves, but I'm the only one who realizes this. My greatest dream: to finally be a hero and make the White Knight a reality. But what I didn't expect: go to Wonderland and almost face beheading by the Queen of Hearts.