another story without a name.*sigh*

Miss.SunFlower

Miss.SunFlower

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my story. (please reaad)

I have a really bad habit of starting stories and leaving them half finshed...but I'll try not to do it again.


CHAPTER ONE.

I hate my father. He cant really believe this ball is going to help me find a husband...can he? Besides all these balls do is give him a chance to bargin with princes about how much they think I'm worth. It's like I'm some painting people fight over how much they wish to buy me for and once I'm bought I'll be hung up on a wall and only admired by visiters for my beauty and nothing else. It's sickening.
Father says this ball will help me find someone I'll love who loves me too, but he's missing the point, I'll never find a prince I love because they are all the same. He says this ball will give me a chance to choose what prince I want, as though they are the glass dolls in my room they're all layed out in front of me now all I have to do is choose one. If those princes weren't as stuck up as father was I'd feel sorry for them.
Father also says I must marry to enherit the throne. I don't under stand why. He says I can't do it on my own, I don't understand that either seeing as he's been in throne for 5 years after mother died. He said boys are different than girls, thats just hipocritical(sp?) girls are just as powerfull and strong as boys, and father ought to know that.
Did I mention I hate him?



^do you like it so far?
 
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double posting but .... I have to.



"Dad please," I complained " I have the right to choose what prince I want to marry."
"Thats the point of this ball." My father explained. " So you can choose"
"No the point is for you to see which kingdom has the most space and declare I marry that prince." I told him.
"I'm just trying to make sure your happy." Father said.
"If you want me to be happy the ndon't make me get married!" I said, my voice rising in anger.
"you are going to that ball and that is final!" father said, raising his voice to match mine.
I tried to keep from saying anything but my anger got in the way of all my control. " THIS ISN'T FAIR!" I cried and ran off into my room.
 
thanks at least SOMONE is repling ;)


moving on...


The day of the ball I was messured and fussed over by maids and ladies in waiting till I was ready to screem. They all said my tolerence was worth it when they showed me my finished dress. I couldn't help but admit it was pretty. The dress matched the redish brown of my hair, and was trimed with gold and other jewels.
"you must hurry my lady" my head lady in waiting said nevusly fussing with my long hair till it was tied up in a high but and hidden under my crown."the ball is starting soon and you musn't be late"
yeah I thought sarcasticly I'd hate to miss this. I half considerd faking a sickness or some other reason not to come but before I could think of one I was pushed out in front of all my future subjects (and possibly husbands I shudred at that thought.) and being anounced as "PRINCESS NATALIE" and the roar of cheering that made my ears hurt. no way to get out of it now I thought with a heavy sigh.
 
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okay thanks for your patience more is coming.



I tried to have a good time but my anger still seemed to get in the way of any fun. I was to dance with evry prince at the ball which was both stupid and boring I would step on most of their feet anyway- on accendent of course- and some of the most anoying princes were there too. They spent the whole time trying to wow me with there magnificent battles they had won or complemting me on my 'gracefull' dancing and my beautifull gown. So annoying. I was in the middle of a dance with one of the most annyoing princes in the room when I caught eye of one of the others in line to dance with me. He blushed and looked away. Aw he's nervus I thought which somwhat shocked me I was used to the brave princes that were too stuck up to show emotion. He's different I thought maybe this ball isn't a total waste after all.
 
I contiued to dance but while I did I scanned the ball room for that prince I had seen earlier. By the time I found him he was the next in line to dance with me, so nervusly when the my last song ended I walked up to him and waited for him to say 'may I have this dance' like evry other prince was to say. He stared at me as though trying to find the right words to say.
"m-may I have t-this dance?" he finally asked and looked at me as though he was afraid of being turned down.
I grinned "yes you may"
The princes face lit up happily as he took my hand and led me out to dance. I felt happier than I had this whole ball. Soon the princes nerves had settled down and we started to talk while dancing.
"My name is Jacob by the way." He told me.
"I'm natalie." I said in reply.
"I know." he said with a laugh.
He has a nice laugh I thought. He was so kind too. He was different, and I really liked that.
"Can I tell you somthing?" Jacob asked me later in the dance.
"Sure." I said
"The real reason I came here was to see how stupid and rich you were." he said he looked down, nevus about what I would say.
I laughed. I knew how he felt everyother princess I knew was dumb and snotty.
He addded hastly "Your nothing like that though. Your smart and pretty and funny and" his voice lowered and he blushed " and I really like you."
I blushed. He liked me because I was nice, not beace of my money, and the truth was I really liked him too.
"can I tell you somthing?" I asked, still grinning.
"yes." he said slowly.
"The point of this ball is to have me find a husband" I said "and..."I paused.
"yes?" Jacob asked, now grinning too as though he knew what I was going to say.
"and I think I choose you," I said "that is if you'd like that"
"I think I'd like that very much" he replied.
I wanted say somthing but I was too happy for words so we contiued to dance slowly for the rest of the ball. This ball was deffinitly not a waste I thought happily.
 
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