~Her Story~
Messing-up. That had been my life's story. I remember the days life used to be perfect to no end and a naive me felt that nothing could have messed it up.
I grew-up in a palace. My family was not in the upper crust but we were friends of the king and queen of Tubika. The way I was treated you may as well have called me a princess. Queen Alana and King Thudalk would have made my father and mother nobility but the law did not allow it. Besides as long as the King and Queen were alive they were treated like nobility. We were invited to balls and dinners, hiding the fact that we were not nobility and anyone who knew were not going to denounce the friends of the King and Queen if they valued their reputation.
We were not entirely without responsibility though. My father was the king's secret advisor. Sort of his right hand man but no one knew except the royal family and us of course. He also took care of the king's horse. My dad could calm any beast and make it seem like your best friend no matter how wild and stubborn.
My mother was the queen's secret right hand women and her first lady in waiting. The queen could not have chosen a better one for she had a way to make everything perfect. She knew the right thing to say at the right moment and the right thing to do and wear and act and everything. Sometimes I think she was all the magical creatures in one. She was just too perfect to be anyone thing.
Now me. I didn't just sit around either. I was the entertainment. I danced. That is not giving it justice. When I heard any music I could just express everything feeling and emotion that the music gave to me. I would spin and skip about. The king and queen would be so delighted by my performances that they had me perform in front of their most important guests.
I can remember that before each time I went up to perform I would become so nervous but as soon as the music came on everything and one in the room disappeared. It was just the music and I. Sometimes I felt like a puppet but I knew that I owned the emotions coming out of me. So I guess the way to say it would be that the emotions that were evoked took control of me and did not stop until the music stopped.
Life in those days was wonderful but I had to come to grip with reality. Those days are over and they are not going to come back. So I must focus on savaging what I can.
~ Someone knocks on the door.~
hhmmm, I wonder who would want to visit her?
As I look up in to the deep icy blue eyes of Prince Ryan of Bast, I feel as though I am about to faint.
A/N * Thanks to every one of my reviewers! Your reviews are wonderful and they mean a great deal to me. Even if you say you hate I would be ever so thankful. I don't want to say that I am desperate for reviews .but I am sort of. I will keep writing no matter what but it is nicer write it when I know that others are enjoying it as much as me or not. Icepixie- thank you soooo much for your review! I read you story it is really interesting keep writing! And other peeps that come here check her story out it is very good! Banana, Lena, Avonly, Anne- thanks a mill and keep reviewing! One other thing, I went through to check through my story and noticed that it was completely messed-up so please I am allllways out of sorts, tell me if I am making a mistake because then you actually maybe WANT to read this lol. (edr). But I fixed everything so if you were confused before I fixed so go look over it and see if it is better. Thanks sooo much! Tooltes!
Messing-up. That had been my life's story. I remember the days life used to be perfect to no end and a naive me felt that nothing could have messed it up.
I grew-up in a palace. My family was not in the upper crust but we were friends of the king and queen of Tubika. The way I was treated you may as well have called me a princess. Queen Alana and King Thudalk would have made my father and mother nobility but the law did not allow it. Besides as long as the King and Queen were alive they were treated like nobility. We were invited to balls and dinners, hiding the fact that we were not nobility and anyone who knew were not going to denounce the friends of the King and Queen if they valued their reputation.
We were not entirely without responsibility though. My father was the king's secret advisor. Sort of his right hand man but no one knew except the royal family and us of course. He also took care of the king's horse. My dad could calm any beast and make it seem like your best friend no matter how wild and stubborn.
My mother was the queen's secret right hand women and her first lady in waiting. The queen could not have chosen a better one for she had a way to make everything perfect. She knew the right thing to say at the right moment and the right thing to do and wear and act and everything. Sometimes I think she was all the magical creatures in one. She was just too perfect to be anyone thing.
Now me. I didn't just sit around either. I was the entertainment. I danced. That is not giving it justice. When I heard any music I could just express everything feeling and emotion that the music gave to me. I would spin and skip about. The king and queen would be so delighted by my performances that they had me perform in front of their most important guests.
I can remember that before each time I went up to perform I would become so nervous but as soon as the music came on everything and one in the room disappeared. It was just the music and I. Sometimes I felt like a puppet but I knew that I owned the emotions coming out of me. So I guess the way to say it would be that the emotions that were evoked took control of me and did not stop until the music stopped.
Life in those days was wonderful but I had to come to grip with reality. Those days are over and they are not going to come back. So I must focus on savaging what I can.
~ Someone knocks on the door.~
hhmmm, I wonder who would want to visit her?
As I look up in to the deep icy blue eyes of Prince Ryan of Bast, I feel as though I am about to faint.
A/N * Thanks to every one of my reviewers! Your reviews are wonderful and they mean a great deal to me. Even if you say you hate I would be ever so thankful. I don't want to say that I am desperate for reviews .but I am sort of. I will keep writing no matter what but it is nicer write it when I know that others are enjoying it as much as me or not. Icepixie- thank you soooo much for your review! I read you story it is really interesting keep writing! And other peeps that come here check her story out it is very good! Banana, Lena, Avonly, Anne- thanks a mill and keep reviewing! One other thing, I went through to check through my story and noticed that it was completely messed-up so please I am allllways out of sorts, tell me if I am making a mistake because then you actually maybe WANT to read this lol. (edr). But I fixed everything so if you were confused before I fixed so go look over it and see if it is better. Thanks sooo much! Tooltes!