The Last 8 part 1

(psst. go read the introduction)
"Ah man" You think as you just wake up. "Why must the morning be here already!!" you think to yourself. You sit up in bed and stretch. You yawn a little then pull your feet from under the covers. The sun in almost at the peak of your window sill. still tired you splash water on your face then change into your clothes. It's a beautful white dress. You slip into your favorite boots. Suddenly you hear a knock on the door "come in" you say. Sarah your best friend comes in wih some of your dresses folded in her hands. "Good morning " she said "good morning" you reply. "Sarah I told you that you didn't have to get my clothes for me!" sarah shrugged and said "I know but I couldn't resist. They were down their anyway and It's my job" she pointed out.You sigh and say "fine." You always loose the argument whenever she says that. She smiled "your father wishes to speak with you after breakfast b/c he can't join you for breakfast b/c he has other matters." You start to drift off as sarah lists off the things for your day. You realize that she stopped talking and just say "ok great so lets eat" she said "oh and 1 more thing uh there's gonna be more guards tonight and I'm not exactly sure where." you sigh "alright I'll just have to sneak past them somehow" Suddenly another knock comes at the door "come in" you say while sarah quikly grabs your folded laundry and starts putting it away. A messenger boy pops his head in the room and says "Princess I wuz given this flower by another lad and he asked me to give it to u but not speak his name" The boy pulled out a red rose. You gasp then look at the boy. He was about 15 years old with shaggy blonde hair and brown eyes. "Robert first off I told you to stop calling me princess." you hated being called that unless on important matters and even then it bothered you. What was wrong with being called upon by you name?! was it too much to ask?! "second of all....thank you" you gently take the rose and place it in a small vase by your bed it smelt heavenly and you loved it. A red rose was your favorite flower. You always wanted to get one by your future husband, however only sarah knew your favrite flower. you wondered who it could be from. Admiring it for a few seconds you realized Robert was still standing there "oh for King arthurs sake Robert, you're dismissed!! I don't have to tell you that." Robert replyed "Sorry Princss _ however orders are orders" he gave a wink then a slight bow and then left. You roll your eyes. Looking over at sarah you see all of your clothes hanging up. You always told sarah to leave them on the bed so you could put them away later. sarah would always put them away whenever she got the chance though. "You put them up on purpose" you said. "yup" Sarah said "I sure did" you both laugh and you slightly push her.
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yes it is true that you're a princess. STOP!! don't think this is some little fiarytale story because it is NOT. I promise when you get to part 2 and 3 you shall really become amazed so just keep reading. Remember don't judge a book by it's cover or first chapter ;) You own the 2nd. biggest kindom around and your an only child. You don't really like all the fancy gestures and specific name calling however rules are rules and so you just get used to them the best you can.
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After breakfast you grab your tray and walk into the kitchen with it. You carry it over to the sink as you go people pass you. The kitchen is one of your favorite servant quarters. Any servant must bow as someone of royal blood walks pst them. The cooks dont mind bowing down to you but they know that you don't like it and they're too busy to argue so they just bustle around you. You just feel like someone in the kitchen and no one different. Which made you happy. The dishwasher said "please _ let me wash it" "you're super busy Sam I couldn't let you" sam smiled "I believe that you have important busness with your father no?" You sigh "yeah I suppose I do however I'll wash my plate tomorrow" He laughed "and I shall find another way to talk you out of it" you smile as you walk out "don't count on it."
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You always like helping the workers. You'd clean your dish or others and you'd help feed the horses or pick the fruits or vegtables. Sometimes you'd sing while you worked or just sing for the workers. You have an amasingly talented voice. The servants were like your friends. The only problem was that you had to be sneaky when you helped them.You knew that your parents would punish you for such behavior of helping a servant with the work that they were supposed to do. So you would always hide when someone of royalty or of close bond with your parents came by, You'd duck under a bush or jump in the hay or hide in a costume. in return for helping the servants, they'd would cover for you and help you whenever you needed it. You always enjoyed walking in the forest at night so the servants would tell you what guards were where or if they found a secret path to get from one place to another. you knew your castle better than your father.
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You hold your breath for what your father wanted ot talk about. You walk into the main doors of the thrown room. Your father is sitting there without your mother which makes you more worried. You give a slight curtsy and say "hello father" Your fathers voice deep and leader like replys "rise daughter.I have important matters to discuss with you." You look up at him and climb the stairs to your seat next to his. You sit down and realize that not even the kings guards are there. Only 2 black guards, 1 at the door and 1 at the window. "my darling daughter how much you've grown from your pig tails and carrying little baskets to flowing beauity and an angel like voice. You smile "Thank you father" Your father and you had always been close. even though you talked royalty you still shared plans and ideas. He would pick you lilleys and you'd make him little surprise gifts. Once you even got in trouble with your dad from your mother about making cake in the kitchen...but that was so long ago. Your father had changed much since then. "You are now 17 years of age and almost 18. that means that when I die you will be old enough to take the thrown. It also means that I must find you a right husband before then so You wont have to." You gasp and look at him "father please no I think that -" he cut you off "It has been decided that I find you a husband. I hate to force a desicion upon you but I must....tbc