The Royals Shifting

Chapter 1 (right now just summary. Will change that later when done editing)

I sat up thinking it was a bunch of birds chirping that woke me up from my peaceful sleep, not an alarm in the middle of the night. An elf maid, one that I've never seen before, rushed into my room and helped me change out of my silky nightgown. She gave me black skinny jeans, a black hoodie, and combat boots, quite comfy. After I changed she ushered me to my closet. Why? I don't have a clue. She put her finger to her lips telling me to be quiet and took my hand. The elf maid pulled me along to the back of my huge walk-in then poked a little button I've never taken notice of before. I have no idea what's going on, and the alarm is still blaring, cutting through the pitch black night. A panel slid open after a couple seconds revealing a steep spiral stairway. We started quickly yet carefully tiptoeing down, moving the clothes (mostly dresses) out of the way. And let me tell you, I have many, many clothes. Oh, I might have forgotten to mention something. I am a princess. The princess of Bellatoria to be exact.