The girl sat up in her lavish bedroom. She was doing nothing in paticular, just sitting in front of the intricately carved vanity beside the window, staring out at the large expanse of land that surrounds her family's home. It was all too stereotypical, the life of a princess.
Cassandra, she had all the best things, anything and everything she wanted her father would somehow fight to obtain it for her. She wasn't spoiled persay,just privilaged. Besides, there was nothing that the girl found herself wanting as of late.
The princess brushes her long wave of dark brown curls and stares boredly into the mirror. Dinner isn't for twenty minutes so she needs not be all dolled up quite yet. There's a knock on her chamber door and she turns at the sound.
"You may enter." The girl says and the door is pushed open, a chambermaid sweeping inside. The woman, the same woman whose been caring for the girl since her youth, has come to get the young princess ready for dinner. Another woman, one whose not much older than the princess herself follows the older into the bedroom. The younger girl is being trained, taught the way to take care of the princess.
"Is it time already?" Cassandra asks and the older woman nods.
"Your father was very adament about you being on time for dinner."
The woman steps up behind the princess and pulls her hair up. The younger girl steps up too, handing off pins and ribbons. Cassandra watches in the mirror as her hair is put up in cascading curls, white ribbons interlacing through her hair.
"I believe he has important business to annouce tonight." The younger girl adds with a smile. The older turns to the younger.
"Stop your gossiping! It's a nasty habit."
Twenty or so minutes later; once she's dressed in her dining clothes and her hair done up. The girl is down in the large dining hall seated to the right of her father, the king. He was a loving father and she was his only child, considered a miracle.
