"Princess, we must go now! Hurry now, please hurry!" Aamir sputters out frantically as he bursts into my closed doors. Amine followed close behind, grabbing the pre-packed suitcases from my closet.
"Princess, come. The king has requested that you and the Queen make a haste escape from the palace." Amine exits the room with my luggage in hand.
Everything seemed to slow down. They've come. They've come to slaughter us like pigs. My mind began to cloud with fearful thoughts; terrible thoughts.
My thoughts kept me still, hyperventilating, and murmuring a small prayer for my father.
Aamir's yelling meant nothing to me. It only got louder when I hear the first round of shots ring out. And with that, I was ripped from my canopy bed and thrown over a shoulder.
Aamir sprinted down the corridor, taking leaps over bloodied, lifeless bodies.
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That was a month ago. I am Princess Ada Ode Imani Araali.
It has begun.
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ФанфікиThe Princess and Queen escape the palace as the carnage begins. They flee to America and undertake new identities, hoping to never get caught. While in America, Princess Ada meets a particular boy by the name of Jahseh.
