There was once a princess called Tabatha. She had long black hair and a perfect face. She looked truly beautiful and everybody in the realm loved her. She lived in her own wing at the palace, in which she had a bedroom with an en suite bathroom, a study room, a living room, a library (she loved reading), a lareg dining room and a kitchen where she could go to get snacks whenever she wanted to. She had everything she ever wanted and was very happy.
One day, when the sun was shining and there was not a cloud in the sky, a man and a woman came to the palace. They told her that the King and Queen had adopted her soon after she was born. They said that because the Queen of the Kingdom now had a true heir, in the form of a son, Tabatha would have to go with them to their home. However, the families house was far away form the palace, in fact it was on the other side of the Kingdom.
Tabatha was very, very upset when she was told that she would have to leave the palace. The thought of leaving the only home she had ever known was a scary one. However she knew that it was for the best that she left without a fuss.
She said goodbye to the King and Queen, and to all of the many friends that she had made during her time at the palace. Tabatha then packed up all her clothes and belongings and put it on the horse and cart that her true family had brought to take her to their home.
As the cart slowly went down the road, she took one last look at the beautiful palace. It was a place that she would never go to again.