STORY STARTER
Write a poem or short story from the perspective of royalty, which focuses on a specific topic of your choice.
It could be real royalty or a fantasy world, but try to imagine how they would feel differently about your chosen theme due to their position.
A Kingdom of Empty Promises
The light fades into Darkness. My body feels empty like the very thing that keeps me alive has been stole. My heartbeat slows and my soul evaporates into the air, like it never existed. Im standing frozen in disbelief watching the love of my life crouching down on one knee handing his life over to Alyssia the princess of the Severn isles. Her luscious curley blonde hair falls to her waist, she’s wearing a beautiful emerald green gown that sparkles in the light, as it brings out her eyes. Her smile is comforting like a mother giving her child cookies when they’re sad. Alyssia is perfect in every way. No wonder he choose her to marry because every man in the ballroom can’t take their eyes of her. My blood is boiling within me, my lungs are gasping for air and my heart… is nowhere to be seen. I can’t let the kingdom see the heir to the throne struggle to control her emotions. I’m meant to be powerful and strong to keep the kingdom together. Not small and broken over a man who I thought loved me. I genuinely thought he cared for me but it turns out he’s a good actor and we all live in a world full of lies.
I remember the day we first met, in the gardens. I was sat on the edge of the fountain wearing a white gown with lilac flowers scattered across it. My brown hair was let down with a slight wave, as I was reading literature. A fair boy with jet hair tapped my shoulder. I was confused as nobody dares to Interup
a princess as she read. “Excuse me miss”. He said, wide eyed. “Do you know the way back to the castle” ah yes I told myself the prince Hayden of Nevayah. His dad had been invited to have a meeting and a lunch with the king (my dad.) “what are you doing out here all alone?” I teased, set my book down on the ledge of the fountain. He gave me a mischievous grin. “ I got bored at lunch, so I left to find entertainment for myself.” He said bordly. “So you took a stroll through the garden, how entertaining” I role my eyes as I give a slight giggle. “You cannot say much princess, your the one sat at a fountain reading.” He mused. “You’ve got me there prince” I taunted back. “It’s the perfect way to escape reality. Come I’ll show you back to the castle.” However we never went back to the castle. The two of us ended up in the flower field with the apple trees. We acted like children having play flights, that ended up in a tickle fight where i laughed so hard i had to beg for him to let me go. We ran down the hill holding hands as the sun was setting and we layed out on the grass and talked all night until the night grew old and a servant spoiled our fun by forcing us to come inside. We never got bored of each other’s company, I have also never laughed so much with one person and he was meant to be my forever.
I snap out of my daze due to the ballroom erupting excitement, assesive clapping, cheering for the newly engaged couple. A tear falls slowly down my cheek. “Are…are you alright miss?” I turn to see a fair boy with brown mousy hair and hazel eyes smiling at me. _Draton. _His eyes are almost symmetrical to the ones his brother has. I return a smile back, even if it was fake. “I’m pleasant. Thank you Draton. How exciting is it that your brother is getting married” his face turns. Did I say something wrong? “I thought he was going to marry you. Not her” he sends daggers with his eyes to the newly beweded. I thought it was going to be me too. I don’t admit this to the twelve year old stood in front of me. “How about you go and congratulate your brother? I bet he’d be really happy to see you” I scruff his hair as I watch he boy walk over to his brother. I grab a champagne glass from the server walking past me.
I stride over to my throne, where I will sit and wait for this ball to end. Thoughts churn through my head, was everything we had a lie? Did it mean nothing to him at all. Was this his intention to propose at my ball infront of me to reck me? I take another champagne glass replacing it with the empty. The room gets a little distant and dizzy but I keep on drinking.
A young man in a navy tuxedo approaches me. His body fills out his tux, he has messy onyx hair and oh my god that smile can make anyone fall in love with him. I come back to my consciousness by a large hand waving infront of my face. “Hello is anybody in there” he says mockingly. He’s charming for sure. My eyes wander back up to his face. Where I see him looking concerned “Sorry. Could you repeat please?” His smile grows like a little boy on Christmas Day. How could he be so happy? “I asked why the future queen looks distraught like her heart has been stolen” I scoffed. “Is this how you first introduced yourself to your future queen, by telling her she looks heartbroken?” I say unamused.“I’ve been watching you all night my lady. You’ve been emptying champagne glasses like you’ve spent days in the desert without any source of water” he says in a concerning tone. Why does he care so much for a stranger? “ Thanks for your concern, but I’m not going to spare you the details“ I say boardly “You’re trying to act all mysterious, but you cannot fool me my lady. Let me show you how to smile and have a good time. It is your ball after all.” He says smirking at me. “Please enlighten me on how you can make my day any better.” I say snarkily. Who is this man filling me with empty promises? “How about I show you instead” he offers me his hand and pulls me onto the dance floor. People start moving out the way for us as he spins me around. The world starts to feel lighter like I was bouncing on a cloud. Thanks to the alcohol that is. The handsome man is smiling at me and as I laugh around the ball room hall. The dance has turned slow and we waltz around the dance floor as he tolds me tight. He gets close to my ear and whispers something I can only hear. “Your smile is to beautiful to hide from the world, you should do it more” he says in a flirtatious tone. How can I smile more when my world just crumbled apart? My eyes lock on his. It reminds me of the flower field with Hayden amd how happy I was. My smile fades and emptiness fills its place. I don’t need his pity, however the gaping hole he left, does. My eyes find Hayden and I watch him look at his future wife with love, wrapping his hands over her waist. The love I dreamed of having and the hands he touched me with. The same hands, he would comfort me with by rubbing circles around my body to soothe me as I would cry into his arms. All I wanted was to be loved by someone who wanted me for me. If the world has taught me anything in my 19 years of living is that to not trust anybody, not even your biggest fear and expect the unexpected. A hand glides across my cheek catching the tears I didn’t know that was falling.
“Come princess, I’ll take you up to your room.” He says soothingly as holds my hand, pulling me through the crowd room and past the double doors. Darkness fills the world once again. I love him and it was too late to tell him. He will marry Alyssia, have children with her and grow old together. Whilst I watch in a distance wishing that was me. My lungs feel heavy. My body aches. I can’t breathe. My lungs are shutting down, I’m gasping for air. I let my body fall to the ground with a thud and tears rush through my face. My vision turns blurry and all I can hear is the emptiness that consumes me. I will not be becoming queen with the person who I love deeply. It doesn’t hurt to know that he was unfaithful to me, not how he lied about his love and how he filled me with false hope, what gives me that sucken feeling is that I wasn’t good enough to be his forever. Another sob escapes me as a soft pair of arms picks me up and holds me tight allowing me to be with my feelings. He strokes my hair with his fingers as I cry into his arms. “It’s going to be okay princess, I’m here and I won’t let another soul hurt you.” He whispers into my ears as I hold him tight. He carries me through the empty castle corridors as I cry, not for the boy who I lost but for myself for the part of me that was stolen and for who I will become. We reach my room and the door unlocks and he lays me down softly onto my queensize bed and pulls the covers over my broken body. I don’t want him to leave, I try to tell him to stay and all that comes out is a broken sob. “Oh princess” he says holding onto my shattered body. I cry and cry until there was no water left in my body to cry more. I eventually fell asleep without the one who I loved.
Was love you gave worth all the agony and tears, as I believed the lies you told me? I was once told love hurts but they never said how you lose apart of yourself, how you become a different person for the worst. He ruined me like how a child destroys the toys they play with. He betrayed me like an abandoned puppy all alone in the world not knowing where to go. I don’t think time will heal the pain but instead it will shape me into the queen I will need to become. I remember the memories he gave me and thanked him silently. The last chapter of memories of him will be how faithlessness he was as he got down on one knee for another girl. I will be forever known as the other girl.