I suppose you should be honored that such an esteemed hand writes in you, I am Princess Kalasin of Conte. Right now though, I do not feel like I want to be a princess. Not that anyone cares, of course. Except, maybe you I hope. I hate being a princess. I'd give up all the titles, the clothes, the money, and the palace, just everything if I could be a regular girl. A commoner. Why? You ask? Sure, it seems like a logical question, just what is so bad about being a princess? Lets take a look at my life, as it stands right now.
First, my father intends for me to be married before I'm 17, to a complete stranger no less. He wouldn't let me become a page, which I stupidly agreed to. Well, at least Keladry of Mindelan gets to live out her dream. My parents don't even remember I exist if they aren't thinking about what marriage would be most beneficial. I bet the entire kingdom forgot that Roald was not my parents' only child! Liam and Jasson and Lianne are children still, so they don't mind. But me, I'm nearly grown and still I am treated like a child! I'm not allowed to do anything, or go anywhere, or meet anyone. They didn't stop Roald from becoming a knight, which has its dangers. And my mother rides out all the time to perilous situations on isolated fiefs, how smart is that? So they're allowed to do whatever the hell they want to and all they'll let me do is get married to have kids.
And you try explaining this to my parents?:
"Kally, you're over-reacting."
"Kally, this is your duty to your country"
"Kally, stop being so immature, we know you exist."
"Kally, you know you can't do that,"
"Because Roald's the oldest"
"The subject is closed"
"Don't make a scene"
"NO"
Try talking to my totally ignorant older brother:
"What's your problem Kally?"
"You're over-reacting"
"What's so bad about our parents?"
"You're a girl Kally, it's what girls do!"
Oh, and my personal favorite, the younger siblings:
"Want piggyback ride!"
"Wanna eat candy"
"I luv you Kally!"
"Look at my new dolly Kally"
Can't write anymore tonight. I have a stupid etiquette lesson with some countess or something.
of Conte
Dear Diary,
Ready to hear me complain again? That's what you're here for isn't it? Anyway, I think I'm going to go insane. Or… perhaps I already am. My life is so tedious. Do you know what I do all day? I get up, have breakfast with the family, then go to my lessons. My lessons are on needlepoint, language, penmanship, managing a castle, and etiquette. My little brothers and sister are taught history, mathematics, and science, along with some of the subjects that I learn. How fair is that?
Kally
Dear Diary,
I think I am the most self-fish, conceited, whiny girl ever! Did you read my last entries? All I did was complain about how awful my life is, how terrible my parents are, and how no one listens to me. Why would people want to listen to me if all I do is complain? So, I've decided that I'm going to do something about it. I'm going to make people notice me, and I'm going to deserve the fame, and NOT for being the firstborn. Of course, there is one major flaw in my plan. HOW?
Kally
Dear Diary,
I have an idea for how to gain fame, fortune, blah blah blah,. Ready? Okay, here's my idea. Get out of the palace. Wait, umm, oh yeah, I guess that was kind of implied with the plan wasn't it? Then, here's the second idea. Get out of Corus! Wait…. Ah damn, guess I'll just have to keep thinking.
Kally