I am named Fiona ,daughter to king Philip. People see me as the most beautiful daughter to the king out of six. My sisters are called Annebelle, Elizabeth, Marcella, Victoria and Charlotte. Victoria is the oldest, I was the second. Then it is Charlo...
He was the most handsome prince, the greatest, he was prince Edward... Every year for fathers birthday, we held a party at the palice by the beach. We invited royal families from all over the world. I remember seeing Edward and loving everything about him, his hair, his beautiful dreamy eyes. He was perfect!
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He was what I wanted and I would get him. I've known Edward for years, our family was close since mother was the second cousin to King George, Edward's father. Everyone knew I fell for his looks, especially my sisters. I kept my head up high and walked over to him on the balcony. "It is very beautiful, the view ,isn't it?" I asked and he just ignored me and looked back inside, to Victoria who was in her pretty blue dress, telling him to come inside. It made me fill with rage and clench my fists in anger to see them dance together, looking longingly into each other's eyes.
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After watching them outside for a while, I decided to go inside and get his attention. First, I went over to the food and kept smiling at him when he looked at me, until he stopped. Then I went over to the group of other princesses, my sisters included, and went on and on, on how Edward was mine and Victoria stole him. The princesses just told me that I was needed, I just decided to go to bed in a huff. That night, I dreamt that Edward really was mine but I was devistated when I woke up. I stayed in the bed for a while, until Victoria came into my room, bruises all over her face and her lip was bleeding. Her eyes were red from crying and it looked like someone tried to rip her hair out. Also, her dress was almost ripped to shreds. Then I decided to get the other sisters. "Dis she say anything? Nothing about what happened?" asked Marcella, "No, I told you." I replied. We didn't get her to speek at all, I ended up getting on my knees and begging to her to speek, "Victoria, we can't help you until you start speeking!" "Fiona! She won't talk if you act like that with her." said Charlotte, getting in the way again. Everyone just pushed me out of the way, so I just left. I went downstairs to father, sitting at the table for breakfast and I told him everything. He went to try and talk to her but she still kept her mouth shut.
