Way Above The City

I’ve read stories about princesses getting their Princes. I’ve heard that fellow kingdoms nearby had their princess get married to a rich, handsome prince. But where was mine? I had been waiting 30 years. 39 years for just a taste of romance.

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Allison Gregory, Princess of Alden’s Peak. My mother and father moved to this place 40 years ago after getting married. They started their own kingdom, had me, locked me in the castle, and voila. Here I was.

Let me tell you something. My parents are horrible. Well, maybe not as bad as others are, but they locked me in here so a prince would come and rescue me. How dumb is that? It is like they expect some random guy to appear out of thin air, calling out my name. It still made me angry.

But I was getting out of here. I was already halfway through the window by the time I started explaining my tragic life to you.

As soon as my feet hit the ground, I breathed in the fresh air. The grass felt fresh and the sun felt warm. So many things I hadn’t been able to experience in 30 years.