Princess sighed as she took off dress and unbuttoned hair, letting it flow onto shoulders.
She couldn't tell how many times she wanted to be someone else. She was fed up with those hell dresses, the tying of her hair, the compulsion of high manners in everything she did. There were days when she was about to surrender the crown.
She lay down on the bed in only her underwear and fell asleep.
She dreamed that she was in the bay, walking through the park, holding someone's hand, looked up and saw Ryder.
They sat down on the bench, actually he sat down and she sat on his lap.
They looked at the surroundings for a moment, then looked at each other, they began to lean towards each other, closing her eyes ... When she opened her eyes it turned out that she was not kissing Ryder, but her pillow. She groaned, hugging the pillow to her face, trying to hold back the tears.
- I wish that would happen. She said quietly falling asleep.
She opened her eyes and was confused where she was.
She could see the bay through the window. Then she looked at the room, she was at the patrol base, she saw through the open door the room on the top level, she looked at herself, she was wearing a green nightgown. Next to her, something moved, it was Ryder.
- What's happening here? She thought
There, she noticed something on the bedside table, it was a diary, probably hers, judging by the green color.
There were some entries, but on one page there was a photo of her and Ryder kissing at some party, above the photo was the words "wishes come true"
She watched it for a good minute and smiled. She put down the diary, lay back down, and hugged Ryder.