Hey my peeps, I'm here with another fanfic! :D This is my first fan fiction that's not warrior, so here it goes!
I giggled as my doll's head drooped. "Princesses must always stand tall!" I say to my doll, even though I know its not alive and won't respond to my voice.
Suddenly a crash sounds from the main hall, it surprises me so much I tumble off my bed, bringing a few dolls down with me. The sound of a metal click bounces off the ice walls of my room as my crown falls from my head onto the floor beside me. Yells and screams echo in my ears.
Confusion sweeps over me like a broom. I quickly grab my crown off the floor and place it on my head, then run down the halls toward the main hall of the castle. I can almost here my parent's voices 'Don't run down the halls Snowflake, princesses don't run.' They tell me that all the time, but I still run, as I say to them each time, it just gets me there faster then walking. I finally see the doorway leading to the main hall appears in front of me.
Horror fills my body as I see my father lying on the floor, not moving. "Daddy!" I shout, running across the room. But someone pulls me back, I see my mother, her hair all knotted. Her eyes are red with tears. "What happened!?" I shout at her, my voice beginning to break. She remains quiet. "Tell me!" I shout, anger in my voice.
An unfamiliar man walks over, my father's crown on his head. His eyes gleam with vengeance. I feel tears fall down my face. "Hello, Princess Snowflake, you're going to do what I say, and no one will get hurt."
Cliff hanger! Btw Princess Snowflake is about seven here, this was just a flashback to kinda explain what's going on. For the rest of the story, she will be about fifteen years old. Please tell me if you like it! Favorite, follow and review!