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Q: Do I need to read the Prologue?

A: It has a lot of good info and would be a good idea.

Q: Why does it say Charlotte?

A: That tells you who the narrator in this chapter is it will alternate between her and another character.

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Charlotte...

Just another typical day, everything is the same. People think it’s cool to be a princess, but it is almost like torture. Having to be escorted every where I go. It gets so annoying. I can’t even leave the castle walls. I have to be present for most of the time for times when the villagers come in to the castle. How would you like to listen to complaints, and offers almost all day. Someone will ask for food, cloth, leather, or seeds for the farm. Then you have the suck ups who give us food and stuff like that. I never get to go anywhere or meet anyone with out an escort. No one could ever know how it feels. I never had any real friends. I wasn’t aloud out side castle walls. Sure my room was huge, but it is lonely. I might have everything kids could want, but I never had something kids can have so easily. They can go out and play with other kids. I mean I have to be way too proper to even begin with, and I can’t do anything fun. It is like I was forced to grow up really fast. I need to leave. I am planning to sneak out, but I have tried many times before, and they have all failed. This time will be different I know it. I have it all planned out. I will leave during the day. No one would expect it. I go to bed knowing I will finally leave this place. I lay my head down as I fall asleep quickly.

I wake up, and just like always servants come piling in. They do my hair, and pick out my clothes. Sometimes I wish they would just leave me alone. I mean I can get dressed myself, but no I have to be watched from the moment I wake up. The only time I am alone is when I am sleeping, and I might still be being watched then too. It just makes me so mad that I am not trusted at all to be by myself for more than a minute. When I am in the garden I am alone, there is always a guard at the entrance. When they finally leave I walk around the castle halls like I usually do. I go on my normal way for the most part. I open a closet and pull out a cloak. I go down a few more halls till I get to where I want to be. I stand right in front of a passage way that leads out side. I wait till no one is around then I open it up. I get in there and shut the door as fast as I can. I go down the passage way with the torches lighting it up all the way to the end. I can’t believe I will actually be able to leave. This is a great time for me, so I would think. I need to be able to get out. I know this will work. I am almost out when my hopes and dreams are shattered.

“Princess, you are not aloud to leave the castle.” A guard told me.

“Oh, I was just exploring I really didn’t know it led out side.” I replied.

“Then why do you have a cloak. I know you all to well Princess.” He told me.

“Ya Ya you caught me, and I want to be called Charlie.”

“Okay Charlie we will keep this incidence between us. I promise I won’t tell.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “You will get to leave someday, and call me Richard.” I could see he had a huge smile on his face.

“Okay Richard and thanks I will be going back now.” I turned around and started walking back. I wondered why Richard was down here. Usually he is by the castle gates. I got to the halls and I set the cloak in the closet.

“There you are princess. They need you to meet the designer that will be working in the castle.”

“Kristine I told you to call me Charlie, and why wasn’t I told we were redecorating the castle?” I asked.

“They thought you wouldn’t care Charlie. You need to be in the thrown room in a few minutes: Hurry.” Kristine made me rush off. I ran down halls it felt like miles. I almost ran into Chef Steven. I made it there with no time to spare. My parents glared at me, but there faces softened as the designer walked in. He looked like he was crazy his clothes were the oddest colors.

“Your majesty, I would like to introduce myself as Sir Johnson the designer.”

“Pleasure to meet you.” My mother replied even though the man had made it seemed to be taking to my father.
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I don’t care for your name that much, but I need you to work tomorrow for 14 hours.” My father told him.

“Your majesty, that will only be possible if I could bring my son along.” The designer said.

“Your son may come. He will be able to hang out with Princess Charlotte whenever you need to bring him with you.” My mother told the designer. I guessed I will have to hang out with some peasant. It would be great to hear all the stories he has of places outside castle walls. The next few days might get me a new friend. I couldn’t wait.