No! Please! Don't shut me in here. What have I done to you? I thought you were my friend, Uncle. Like a father to me whilst my own father fights in the Crusades. It is so dark in here. Come back, Uncle, let me out... Please! Where are you? Is it night? Is it day? I can't breathe in this tiny space, Uncle! My fingers are so sore from scratching at the unyielding stone... Let me out! Let me out... I will surely die here. No...
When I was little I dreamed of a prince; But life is not like that I was convinced. You meet lots of people that are not for you; You go on lots of dates and need to sift through. Lots of laughing and lots of crying; Just relax and stop all your whining. It takes lots of time, to find that special one; When you are looking, remember to have fun. Than all of a sudden there they are; You cannot believe your luck, when you w...
PrinceCharming is not my lover, Not my Happily Ever After, Not my True Love, Not my Rescuer, Not my Everything, Not my Heir Producer, Not the one I choose. This Princess does not need a Prince. She wants to be rescued, A Hero to take me away, A Lover to unleash my passion, Arms to hold me safe, A Protector of my heart, A Rider to whisk me away, My Knight he is the one I choose. Written by TxPrincess for publication on Sto...
As the gate to the castle came near, Lucinda tore her eyes away from the prince. Partly in fear and curiosity of what lay beyond, Lucinda let out a gasp at the beauty of what lay before her. She turned to Cal and asked, “Is this real?” Cal smiled down at her and said, “Yes Lucinda, it is very real.” “Oh my, it's so grand, I just don't know if I belong.” Cal: “Lucinda of course you belong, I invited you.” Lucinda: “But Cal...
The view of her was marvelous- even from across the room, he saw the glimmer of red in her mostly brown hair, and the creaminess of her fair skin. She was like a real life porcelain doll from the Victorian era- somehow fit into a corset to make her waist as invisible as possible, then buried under finest-silk dress and otherwise. To him, she'd be perfect as his bride. He excused himself politely, as all princes are taught...
Once upon a time a Prince so handsome, sought a Princess, and would give a Kings Ransom; For a Lady so delicate, one who would suit? One who was born and raised, via the correct royal route. He travelled the world and found many Princesses, adorned with jewellery and very fine dresses, but one who was genuine was difficult to discover, one who would forever be his Princess and lover. The Prince returned home full of gloom...
Get me to the Church on time (Prompted by the Royal Marriage of Prince William to Kate Middleton) Just out from the workshop and patched up a treat, the old Rolls Royce pulled up at Kate’s feet. The bridesmaids, angelic in their fairytale dresses, tucked up Kate’s train and gathered her tresses; With great care the valet opened the door, but with great horror it fell to the floor. The brides father Michael searched de...
