Note: I don't own any of the fairy tales that may appear in the plot of the story, or I may make references to in some form or another.
Twisted Magic
March 11th, 17th year of the reign of King Edward
I'm sixteen years old today and this is the first diary that I've ever written in. I guess I've finally come to the point where I need a place to write and have a friend who I can truly count on. I have two of the greatest friends I could ever ask for, but they both live in kingdoms far away from Vale and I don't see them that often.
Sometimes I just want to abandon my life as a princess. I have so many expectations to fulfill that it is almost impossible to attain any of them. I do not have any special talents like singing in a voice so pure the world stops spinning or dancing like the wind. I did not inherit an ugly gene, but I'm not beautiful beyond belief like someone would expect a princess to be. I just have the misfortune and the honor to be related to several important people.
My great-great-great grandmother was Cinderella whose son married Rapunzel. Her son married Snow White. My grandmother was Sleeping Beauty, her real name is Rosemary, and my own mother is Princess Constance otherwise known as the princess who felt a pea under several mattresses. Yes, my grandmother had preconceived notions about how princesses should look and behave. I still firmly believe that she lost all sense of the modern world while she slept for one hundred years. Other people in the kingdom share my opinion, but they would never dare to voice them openly.
Even today, I can still hear her saying, "Valerie, you must act like a lady! Stop running around and embarrassing yourself! What would your mother say if she saw you acting in such a ridiculous manner?" Of course I'd listen for that moment and then continue on with whatever I was doing after she had stopped watching me. I miss her nagging me, and her sudden death took a toll on me when I was nine. I understand now that my grandmother lived a fulfilled and very successful life. I know that I tested her patience so many times, although I did that to everyone as a young child. There are people who say that I still test their patience everyday, but I admit there are times I do it just to annoy them.
Contrary to what people in the kingdom believe, there were not any fairies present after I was born to provide me gifts like other members of my family before me. There wasn't an evil witch to take me away or place a curse on me. I have never seen any sign of a fairy godmother, and I didn't even inherit my mother's fine skin! I'm just an ordinary princess and I will never live up to my ancestors accomplishments without any magical help. People take a lot more notice of someone when there's magic involved, at least in this kingdom.
I am not a spoiled child, and I never was even at a young age when children are much more prone to be spoiled. Sometimes I feel like I've been the victim of neglect because my parents never had a son. The princes of our kingdom have been blessed with extraordinary luck or they were until my father came. It took him five years to find my mother after he reached an age suitable for marriage while the rest of them found their brides within two years. Now there is no prince, only an ordinary princess who remains to be the only heir to the throne of Vale.