PROLOGUE
~Prologue~
MARIELLE
One, Two, Five, Four, Three, Then one. Those same damn crows always come in pairs or groups, but one is always left behind. That same, Ancient, blemished, but seemingly beautiful crow that’s the first, yet Last to leave after all the other crows are done plucking and snipping at the newly furnished golden lining of the Palace’s precious windows. It’s like that one single crow has at least some sympathy for the one window they’re always plucking at specifically. The princess’s chamber. Princess?
Oh yes, that would be me, the oh-so-wonderful-and-totally-innocent-beauty-that-is-only-good-for-looks-and-status. Yeah. Still wanting that title now? Doubt it. I promise, it’s nothing to what those fairytale princess stories we’ve all been told as a kid. Even at the age of 3, I knew it was complete and udder bullshit, already starting to get whipped by a long ruler with sharp edges, by my own mother, every time I didn’t place my fork in the right direction.
Oh, that’s the other thing. Mothers. Why are mothers always the good guy in every story? And I’m not talking about stepmothers, like the kind in Cinderella or Rapunzel. I mean seriously, I’ve never heard about an evil biological mother that absolutely despises her own daughter in those small little fantasy stories you all so desperately want to be apart of. I’ve never met a more delusional society in my life…and that’s saying a lot from 18 years of living.
As for my father, I’ve never really knew him, not like he never wanted me to know. More like he died. From sickness. Hahaha…..
I’m serious. But hey! You gotta let life slap you in the face some times!
Lastly, my stepdad….oh what a broken soul he was. Always so obedient to my mother’s orders. He had the kind of love that was just completely obsessively delusional. And not the good kind. Morals completely left him when it came to my mother, even if it meant betraying his own kids…Betraying himself.
So, what do you do with the princess of the most powerful kingdom known to man, who has no father, an abusive mother, and a horrible stepfather that won’t even take care of his own kid. Well, you train them. You break them. You mold them, teach them the truth about this fucked up world. A truth that only royalty had the responsibility of knowing, fortunately. Because if this world knew what me and my family knew. We would be in black. Blazing. Ashes.
However, today’s your lucky day. You get to hear how my oh so horrible life turned into more than just a shit show…it was hell. I hell I didn’t want to leave. A hell I wasn’t ready to leave. But had to. Today is the day. The day you finally get to find out what royalty really is. What my world is…
Find out why that ancient, beautiful crow was always last. Always lost
