Armor and Diamonds by violet_sesshoumaru

Chapter 1

It was the hottest day anyone could remember. Already the exreme heat was fraying peroples tempers and i had to be at mass in onley an hour band i was not yet dressed properly.As my chambermaids pulled of the wrapping  to a fluffy white gown,i scowled.

"I wont wear it,.. it make me look like...like..a sheep!"

"I want to wear the blue satin one the one with the train!"

My head chamber maid shook her head.

"Ur highness the satin is much to heavy for such weather,and the train is much to formal for mass and public dining."

"We have no time ur majesty! now put the gown on!"

Well my famouse stubborness kicked in and i simply stoped,folded my arms and refused to budge. I knew that as the princess i would win,she was deafeted and she new it.My litlle rabbit had always known that,she could never hold out on my chocolate brown eyes for to long!

My rabbit,Well i better better explain my game,everytime I meet a new person i decide what animal they are,my chamber maid Madam Fremiville was a bunny with soft eyes and a habit of twitching her nose.

She smiled twitched her nose then sighed,She motoined for the blue satin to be brought over and they all helped me into it.      It might not have been the right dress for today but oh it was Beautiful!

Then i heard foot steps,my old stern governess Madam Makau.She was a makaw with shrewd beady eyes that would rake you over and her mouth always nset to a unsatified expresoin.

She took one look at me then one over to Madam Fremi.

"What coukd you be thinking? satin on suckha hot say and a formal dress?"

"Take it of now ur highness you are to old or such nonsensce!"

But then before i could open my mouth to protest Fremi spoke up." I beg ur pardon madam but we onley have half an hour to finish hair and makeup"

"It would be unseemley for her to be late for mass.!"

So they curled my hair and pulled it back into a curly ponytail and tied it with a blue ribbon to match.

The old Macaw grabbed my hand and dragged me  acroos the palace to my mothers rooms we entered and my little brother Sota grinned at me,probobly because he knew i would be in trouble for keeping mother waiting.

Sota was charmed and acomlpished and even tho he was onley five,he was the heir to the trown.

I was none of those things.

I knew that i would be getting a sharp scolding later from my mother for being late and for being s=chilish by wearing my favourite gown. I dident care. i never got to wear this gown.

But by trhe time i got to the dinner hall i was wishing i had worn the white one. My under arms werew drenched with sweat and I felt faint.We all sat down and people strarted to file in to watched us dine. I had no idiea why they would what to watch us eat. Dining inb public had always made me feel like a animal in the place zoo,but i knew i had to.

Soup was placed in front of me and i sighed. Who in the world would want to eat soup on such a dreadfully hot day?I looked down the table and my mother whispered to me.

"For heavens sake dont you stare at me to,smile and eat something!"

I did what i was told and started spooning up my soup slowly. After i had finished white clad waiters wisked them away,foreheads beaded with sweat under there snowy wigs.

Then they brought something i hated fish with fowl.

Gross! sih was bad enough but cold jellied fish was horrid. I wouldent taste it no matter what!

"Seriouse little thing isent she?" am man said.

"Haughty litlle thing you mean,Its Austrian pride you know?"

A color rose in Mothers cheekes

Why Austrian pride?

"they have enough bread" on of the men mutterd.

what was that supposed to mean?

Then there was a gunshot outside.

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and this story hasent been edited for my own amusement,take with a splash of sugar.

 

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