Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I got the idea from a book series I like to read, called "The Royal Diaries".
March 19, 1872
At last, that whiney little imbecile known as Prince Kurt Angle of Olympic Champions is gone! His visit was for four hours, but it felt like four years. I was unaware of Kurt's arrival at first, for it was morning and Lita was dressing me. I stood on the wooden stool, my arms out. I was only wearing my undergarments, as Lita was about to put my dress on for me. Suddenly, I heard clunky footsteps approaching my door. Lita and I quickly glanced at each other, fear in our eyes. A few seconds later, Kurt entered without even bothering to knock. What a rude boy! I shrieked, as Lita wrapped the dress around me so Kurt wouldn't see me in my undergarments.
"I apologize, your Highness." He spoke, clearly lying through his teeth. Lita and I could tell he was fibbing, for he had a smug look on his face. Kurt then shut the door and let Lita dress me in peace. That was about all the peace I had today until now.
After I was dressed, Funaki ran to my room and announced that my father was awaiting my arrival at his throne. I rolled my eyes, dreading it. Slowly, I made my way from my bedroom chamber to where my evil father sat on his throne. Sitting on a smaller throne next to him was my very wretched older brother, Shane. On the other side of my father stood Prince Kurt Angle, the most annoying creature on this planet. Kurt had his hands folded in front of him, a satisfied smirk on his face. I cringed the moment I saw him. "Stephanie, it is your duty for today to spend the day with Prince Kurt. You should get to know one another, maybe someday it may lead to marriage." King Vince reported.
My stomach churned as I heard the word 'marriage'. I did NOT want to marry an annoying little worm like Kurt Angle. Kurt was smiling non-stop as I led him to our courtyard. The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear. It was beautiful outside. Inside of me, the weather seemed to be dark and stormy as Kurt picked a rose out of our garden and handed it to me. "For you, my precious Princess." He said, batting his eyelashes. I smiled weakly, accepting the rose from him.
"Thank you so very much. You are too kind." I lied. The moment the rose's stem hit my delicate hand, a thorn pricked me and I began to bleed. "Ouch!" I cried as I watched the crimson liquid drip from me. Prince Kurt had a worried look on his face.
"I apologize, your Highness! I didn't see the thorns on the rose! NURSE! NURSE!" He hollered. I watched as the blood dripped on to the grass. A few minutes later, the family Nurse, Sable was running out with a basket.
"What's the matter?" She asked, placing the basket on the ground. She sat me down.
"Princess Stephanie pricked her hand on a thorn. I told her not to touch the roses." Kurt said. My mouth dropped open in shock. What was he doing? Clearly, it was HE who had given me the rose.
"Oh, Princess! How many times has everybody told you, do not touch the roses?" Sable questioned, shaking her head at me in shame as she wrapped up my finger. I gasped.
"It wasn't me! That weasel did it!" I fought back, using my free hand to point at Kurt. He had his arms crossed over his chest, an innocent look on his face.
"That is not a nice thing to say, Princess. You were the one who wanted to touch the roses. I was not aware of the palace rules, but you were. You should have known better." That creep said, acting dumbfounded.
"The Prince is right, your Highness." Sable stated, placing her items back in to her basket. I could not believe it. That stupid jerk had turned the Nurse against me. That was one horrible morning, but Lunch was even worse.
It was noon when Lunch was served and I was to be seated next to Prince Kurt Angle. It was all a part of Father's plan to have us married. I'd rather sleep in the same stall as a donkey than get married to the horrible Kurt Angle. The table was set and for once, I didn't have to help the Chef cook. That was maybe the only positive thing about spending the day with Kurt. We were served and I began to eat. I was completely ignoring Kurt, for he had tried and tried to get my attention. I just did not want to listen to him talk about his Gold Medals. I was in my own world, just minding my own business when I felt my face getting hot. My throat was swelling up. I threw my spoon on to the table, holding my throat. "What in the world is in that wretched stew?" I croaked.
"Potatoes, carrots, chicken and beans. Why do you ask?" Prince Kurt replied. Beans. How stupid can somebody be? Everybody in town knew that I was allergic to beans. I could feel my face swelling up and my throat was hurting as I stood up. My mother quickly called for Nurse Sable once again, as I glared at Kurt. With all that I had left, I screamed,
"I AM ALLERGIC TO BEANS, YOU RAT!" After that, I had passed out. The next thing I remember is waking up in my bed. Lita was sitting at my bedside, a mirror in her hand. She handed it to me and I saw my reflection. I almost fainted once again because I looked so ghastly. I had hives all over my body and my face had puffed up. It looked like I had gained about one hundred pounds.
"I look like a monster!" I cried, as Lita quickly grabbed a handkerchief and began to wipe away my tears. I am glad that I have Lita by my side or I would be doomed. I cried and cried as the door opened and in walked Nurse Sable, a bottle with a green liquid in her hand. Behind her was that little jerk, Prince Kurt. Lita groaned for me as Sable approached me and opened up the bottle.
"It is an antidote. Do not ask what is in it. Drink it and I promise you, you will be as good as new in the morning." She told me. I did as she instructed, swallowing the disgusting potion in one large gulp. After I had taken the antidote, Sable left. Kurt remained in the room.
"I'm terribly sorry, Princess Stephanie. I didn't have the slightest clue that you were allergic to beans. I will remember that for when we are married. Never will you have beans in our kingdom." He reported. I was fed up with Kurt and I was ready to bite his head off.
"I WILL NEVER MARRY YOU, KURT ANGLE! YOU ARE NOT THE MAN FOR ME AND YOU NEVER WILL BE! YOU ARE ANNOYING AND A LIAR. YOU ALMOST KILLED ME TODAY!" I yelled, wanting to say more but Lita held me down.
"Princess, tell that to your father. We are to be wed in exactly three months. He signed a betrothal contract for the two of us when you were passed out. In three months, you shall be my wife." He told me, leaving the room. I looked over at Lita, who had turned pale. We both just stared at each other, not believing the words we had just heard.
I write this now, with Kurt Angle out of my hair. What a day it has been. I've been cut, passed out, had hives all over my body and worst of all...betrothed to Prince Kurt Angle of Olympic Champions.
March 19, 1872
At last, that whiney little imbecile known as Prince Kurt Angle of Olympic Champions is gone! His visit was for four hours, but it felt like four years. I was unaware of Kurt's arrival at first, for it was morning and Lita was dressing me. I stood on the wooden stool, my arms out. I was only wearing my undergarments, as Lita was about to put my dress on for me. Suddenly, I heard clunky footsteps approaching my door. Lita and I quickly glanced at each other, fear in our eyes. A few seconds later, Kurt entered without even bothering to knock. What a rude boy! I shrieked, as Lita wrapped the dress around me so Kurt wouldn't see me in my undergarments.
"I apologize, your Highness." He spoke, clearly lying through his teeth. Lita and I could tell he was fibbing, for he had a smug look on his face. Kurt then shut the door and let Lita dress me in peace. That was about all the peace I had today until now.
After I was dressed, Funaki ran to my room and announced that my father was awaiting my arrival at his throne. I rolled my eyes, dreading it. Slowly, I made my way from my bedroom chamber to where my evil father sat on his throne. Sitting on a smaller throne next to him was my very wretched older brother, Shane. On the other side of my father stood Prince Kurt Angle, the most annoying creature on this planet. Kurt had his hands folded in front of him, a satisfied smirk on his face. I cringed the moment I saw him. "Stephanie, it is your duty for today to spend the day with Prince Kurt. You should get to know one another, maybe someday it may lead to marriage." King Vince reported.
My stomach churned as I heard the word 'marriage'. I did NOT want to marry an annoying little worm like Kurt Angle. Kurt was smiling non-stop as I led him to our courtyard. The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear. It was beautiful outside. Inside of me, the weather seemed to be dark and stormy as Kurt picked a rose out of our garden and handed it to me. "For you, my precious Princess." He said, batting his eyelashes. I smiled weakly, accepting the rose from him.
"Thank you so very much. You are too kind." I lied. The moment the rose's stem hit my delicate hand, a thorn pricked me and I began to bleed. "Ouch!" I cried as I watched the crimson liquid drip from me. Prince Kurt had a worried look on his face.
"I apologize, your Highness! I didn't see the thorns on the rose! NURSE! NURSE!" He hollered. I watched as the blood dripped on to the grass. A few minutes later, the family Nurse, Sable was running out with a basket.
"What's the matter?" She asked, placing the basket on the ground. She sat me down.
"Princess Stephanie pricked her hand on a thorn. I told her not to touch the roses." Kurt said. My mouth dropped open in shock. What was he doing? Clearly, it was HE who had given me the rose.
"Oh, Princess! How many times has everybody told you, do not touch the roses?" Sable questioned, shaking her head at me in shame as she wrapped up my finger. I gasped.
"It wasn't me! That weasel did it!" I fought back, using my free hand to point at Kurt. He had his arms crossed over his chest, an innocent look on his face.
"That is not a nice thing to say, Princess. You were the one who wanted to touch the roses. I was not aware of the palace rules, but you were. You should have known better." That creep said, acting dumbfounded.
"The Prince is right, your Highness." Sable stated, placing her items back in to her basket. I could not believe it. That stupid jerk had turned the Nurse against me. That was one horrible morning, but Lunch was even worse.
It was noon when Lunch was served and I was to be seated next to Prince Kurt Angle. It was all a part of Father's plan to have us married. I'd rather sleep in the same stall as a donkey than get married to the horrible Kurt Angle. The table was set and for once, I didn't have to help the Chef cook. That was maybe the only positive thing about spending the day with Kurt. We were served and I began to eat. I was completely ignoring Kurt, for he had tried and tried to get my attention. I just did not want to listen to him talk about his Gold Medals. I was in my own world, just minding my own business when I felt my face getting hot. My throat was swelling up. I threw my spoon on to the table, holding my throat. "What in the world is in that wretched stew?" I croaked.
"Potatoes, carrots, chicken and beans. Why do you ask?" Prince Kurt replied. Beans. How stupid can somebody be? Everybody in town knew that I was allergic to beans. I could feel my face swelling up and my throat was hurting as I stood up. My mother quickly called for Nurse Sable once again, as I glared at Kurt. With all that I had left, I screamed,
"I AM ALLERGIC TO BEANS, YOU RAT!" After that, I had passed out. The next thing I remember is waking up in my bed. Lita was sitting at my bedside, a mirror in her hand. She handed it to me and I saw my reflection. I almost fainted once again because I looked so ghastly. I had hives all over my body and my face had puffed up. It looked like I had gained about one hundred pounds.
"I look like a monster!" I cried, as Lita quickly grabbed a handkerchief and began to wipe away my tears. I am glad that I have Lita by my side or I would be doomed. I cried and cried as the door opened and in walked Nurse Sable, a bottle with a green liquid in her hand. Behind her was that little jerk, Prince Kurt. Lita groaned for me as Sable approached me and opened up the bottle.
"It is an antidote. Do not ask what is in it. Drink it and I promise you, you will be as good as new in the morning." She told me. I did as she instructed, swallowing the disgusting potion in one large gulp. After I had taken the antidote, Sable left. Kurt remained in the room.
"I'm terribly sorry, Princess Stephanie. I didn't have the slightest clue that you were allergic to beans. I will remember that for when we are married. Never will you have beans in our kingdom." He reported. I was fed up with Kurt and I was ready to bite his head off.
"I WILL NEVER MARRY YOU, KURT ANGLE! YOU ARE NOT THE MAN FOR ME AND YOU NEVER WILL BE! YOU ARE ANNOYING AND A LIAR. YOU ALMOST KILLED ME TODAY!" I yelled, wanting to say more but Lita held me down.
"Princess, tell that to your father. We are to be wed in exactly three months. He signed a betrothal contract for the two of us when you were passed out. In three months, you shall be my wife." He told me, leaving the room. I looked over at Lita, who had turned pale. We both just stared at each other, not believing the words we had just heard.
I write this now, with Kurt Angle out of my hair. What a day it has been. I've been cut, passed out, had hives all over my body and worst of all...betrothed to Prince Kurt Angle of Olympic Champions.