"Darling, Stand still."
"Yes Mother."
"Darling, sit up straight"
"Yes Mother"
"Darling, elbows off the table"
"Yes... Mother"
"Darling..."
"I'm going to my room. I'm tired of this" You stormed up the staircase that lead to your room. You've had enough with this princess stuff. In one way or another you're doing something incorrectly or improper for a young lady. You hated the stereotype of women. Having to do the work and be all proper while men had the opportunity to sail the seas. You didn't have to actually do work, that's what the maids were for. However the sea fascinated you, and you dreamed of one day sailing across it's open waters.
Walking into your room, you struggled to slam the door. It was huge, covering most of the height of a single wall . Most of your room was painted a bright pink. It was a fairly ugly color to you, very obnoxious. You flopped onto your bed and sighed heavily. The corset your mother made you wear was squeezing your ribs. You could never understand how other girls were able to wear these. A small knock came at the door.
"(N)? Are you there?" The voice was quite and feathery, yet rather deep, so you knew it was your so called "butler".
"Come in Christian." You called. He was your age and your best friend. When you two were alone you both would act like friends rather than princess and servant boy. Sometimes you two would joke that when you we're old enough that you two would get married and rule the kingdom with an iron fist. But you two knew that could never happen. For you were a princess, and he, a mere butler to said princess.
"(N), you should be more respectful to your mother." Christian commented. You sighed and rolled on your side and stared at him. He walked over and sat down beside you on your bed.
"My corset is kill me, mind helping me get it off?" You asked. he sighed and hung his head in shame. " 'Tis not a shame, I have a bra." Christian turned his head slightly and glared at you from behind his light brown hair. He looked straight into your (E/C) eyes. You gave him the princess please face you had. The princess please face came to be when you both where five and you gave him the puppy dog eyes when you wanted some cake of his. He had called it the princess please.
His flung his head up and sighed. "Fine Fine. Just don't tell your mother it was I, A MAN, who helped."
You stifled a giggle. "You are not a man, you are just a humble boy."
"And you're just a princess at the mercy of pirates." he scoffed back. You stood up and held your hair up so it wouldn't be in the way. Christian unzipped the dress and started to untie the corset. You sighed in relief when he helped you lift it off.
"Thank you Christian,Sir" You took a deep breath as he zipped the dress back up.
"You're welcome Princess (N)" He took a step back and bowed. The room slowly grew dark as the sun began to set. You looked out your window and then to Christian.
He flung his head back yet again. "FINE."
You stood on your balcony and stared at the sea before the castle. It was so beautiful at night. The moon would shine off the waters wave and splash against the rocks on the coast. Your silk night gown waved in the wind as you gazed out. Something caught your eye as you surveyed the forest that went from the coast to the castle. It was a thin strip but still fairly thick. A yellow light flickered between the gaps of dense tree leaves. Curiosity got the better hand of your mind. Quickly, you switched into your riding gear. A brown puffy shouldered jacket with a lighter brown top underneath, some puffy pants, and a pair of riding boots. Mother didn't want you to ruin any of your dresses during horse training so she had this outfit specially made.
Quickly you opened your door and slipped down the stairs, pausing midway. The guards where outside the main doors to the castle. You quickly detoured to the secret passage way your father had shown you in case of attack. You went behind the staircase to your room and felt the walls. A handle jutted out and you smashed your hand into it in the dark. You bit your lip and waved your hand around frantically to get rid of the pain. You opened the door with the other hand and shut it behind you.
"Damn that hurt." You cursed quietly to yourself.