Okay this is really bad. Horrible punctuation and just a little something I thought up. The first 2 spaces are two other girls and the 3rd space is a Girl that looks like Enma Ai from Jigoku Shoujo (aka Hell Girl). I might make it into a series. With much better punctuation. So I present to you The Prince!
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So perfect. So splendid. Brown hair. Blue eyes. Just the idea. That I could be yours. Makes me warm inside.
What a kind heart. Helped the peasants just weeks before. Just the idea. That I could be yours. Makes me warm inside.
The girls swoon. They think he is perfect. Ever so charming. Happy with everything. But he is not. You can tell in his eyes. The way is father looks sternly at him from the side. This prince is a woeful one. And just the idea that I could be his. Makes me sick inside.
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Now we must dance. With our charming prince. Show him our charm, our flashy dresses. Makes me warm inside.
Dancing with the prince. Was an amazing experience. The way he held me tightly. The way he smiled and bowed when I was done. Made me feel wonderful.
Dancing with the prince. Was the worst thing that could happen. He held me close. So his chest was against mine. I moved with the music. I guess I was good. I didn’t care. He said he loved my hair. I said that you’re a sad prince. He seemed shocked. And the music ended.
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Eating with the prince. Showing of the etiquette. I was amazing. He even said so. Perfect was I. Eating with the prince. I loved it. So much.
I thought that I was in a dream. He smiled. He nodded. He asked me about my interests. I was so happy. To be with the prince. So amazing is he.
Eating with the prince. I hated it. He seemed flustered when I came in. He asked me how I knew how he felt. I said in his eyes. You could tell. He gave me a happy look. I am sad you know. He said. I said why. He said I cannot find someone who cares for me. Unlike the other girls here. I laughed. I answered. I hate you. To him. He laughed as well. Which made me mad. That’s a first. He said. I glared and ate.
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Today the prince announced who would be his bride. I was so happy. I knew it was me. My flare and fashion would be his remedy. But I was not. I cried and ran out. Of the meeting room.
Today the prince announced his bride. I was so happy. My happiness and thoughtfulness would be his remedy. But I was not. I cried and ran out. Of the meeting room.
Today the stupid prince announced his bride. I watched as two girls ran crying. Out of the meeting room. I watched as the stupid prince. Came up to me. And held me in his arms. He said Congratulations. What? I said. You’re my bride now. He smiled. I was in shock. What? I said again. He laughed. He held me tighter. I introduce you to my bride! He shouted to the court. What?
