prologue

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𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 the large royal, violet coloured doors. I was standing in front of his  room, in the large royal hallway. My white socks touched the red velvet carpet that rolled across the hallway. I held onto my own hands, dipping my head to the little gap underneath the door. I was waiting for mama and papa to come out of his room.

What's taking mama and papa so long? Mama said we'd go buy me that royal blue dress after her and papa were done talking with him. I'm getting impatient! What are they even talking about in there? Why can't I come in as well? I've only met him three times in my life before. I'm so lonely now that Frieda is gone...

I let out a sigh, closing my eyes. 

Suddenly, my feet felt cold and wet. I shot my eyes open, looking down at my white socks that were now stained in a red colour. I then saw a red puddle leak out underneath the door. My heart dropped once I saw the puddle. "H-huh?"

I was anxious to see what was behind the door. I put my hand on the handle, trying to open the door. It was locked. This was when I started panicking. I looked around the hallway for something I could use to unlock the door. That's when I remembered I had a hairpin in my hair. I yanked the hairpin out of my hair and used it to unlock the door.

The lock clicked and the door creaked open. I dashed into the room. "Ma-" my breath hitched.

What I saw, traumatized me.

There, laying on a blood stained floor, was my dead parents.

"M-mama...? P-papa...?" I whimpered.

I looked around the room. It was empty, except for me and my dead parents. He wasn't here. He was gone. Vanished. Disappeared. Gone. Where had he gone? Did something happen to him too? Where did he go?

I stared down at my dead parents with wide, traumatized eyes. My bottom lip quivered, tears swelling up. My mouth widened, the tears streaming down my cheeks like a river. I had lost it. I shattered. A loud, terrified, long, and agonizing scream came out. More and more tears flowed as the loud and long agonizing scream began to hurt my throat. My scream was loud enough for almost everyone in the kingdom to hear.


That was when I was 13 years old. Now, I am 19, and crowned queen.

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