There's So Much More To Me

     I glare at the guards, rubbing my sore, calloused hands. How did this happen to me? How did I end up as a servant? The memories all come rushing back, pushing the fogginess away. Watching my parents get killed, holding their hands as they died. I can still feel the hands that picked me up and pulled me away from them.

     My whole kingdom was overthrown. There was a great war, every man trying to protect his family. I remember the sharp smell of blood everywhere I turned. I tried not to pass out as I rode across the wet, red stained stones. I was taken as a prisoner.

     "Kayla, feel free to rest here as longs as you want," the king of Marwood said. And I did. I didn't feel safe with my enemies, the people who killed everyone I knew and loved. But I didn't care if I died. I felt numb. I missed my parents and all seven of my younger siblings. Why did I have to be the one to live?

     In the end, King Darwin wanted me to marry him. I told him no. He said I'd regret that decision. He'd turn me into a servant and after one day I'd come back crying. Begging him to marry me because I couldn't take the workload any longer.

     He didn't tell anyone I was a princess. The humiliation would be to great for him. Instead, he told everyone I was crazy and he was doing me a favor. I was forced to take dozens of pills, making me constantly drowsy, forgetful, but highly tolerant to pain. I suffered daily, slowly disintegrating more and more. I struggled, but refused to go back to the king. I couldn't prove him right.

     "Get back to work!" a deep mans voice rumbled as he whipped me. I fell to the ground with a cry. They'd find out I was the princess one day. They'd be sorry then that they treated me so poorly.

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