✔ 𝐄. 𝐏𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐄 ♛ 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦 ۵

・Born Ready・

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"Ready, set..."

"Time to be a fighter. 

Don't look down."

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"Keep on climbing higher."

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"Be yourself, 'cause heroes shine in different ways..."

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"WHERE WERE YOU?" SHRIEKED RORY, as she ripped off my wig and helped me clean up. I quickly told Rory the whole story on how I met the Pevensies. Well, two of them anyway. Of course, I left out the part where Edmund was...I don't know...Cool, yeah-he was cool. She had listened the entire time, bust nonetheless, we had less time to get ready now, the ball was about to begin, to meet my suitors. 

I was back in my room at the palace, quickly getting ready for the ball to meet my dad, which was awkward, cause' he's Prince James Hernandez, supposed to be marrying my mother, Diara. I would have to convince him I am definitely not the right princess to marry, I'm sure he would be understanding-my dad, he is so sweet, kind, and gentle, and I knew I could trust him to break this engagement somehow. However, that would most likely mean I would have to get bethrothed to Prince Harrison. I've heard he has a lot of temper tantrums, so I did not want to be a part of it, but what could I do? I would have to ask dad, he has the best solutions. Maybe, he can be bethrothed to my Mother now, so another wedding wouldn't be needed for a long time, and I could go back home, safe and sound. Easy peasy, lemon-squeasy, right?

Rory brushed my curly dark hair softly. "Are you ready?" She whispered.

I took a deep breath. I was meeting Dad, nothing could go wrong.

There was a knock on the door, I jumped in surprise. Rory, too, looked shocked, it was too early to be going to the ball now.

"Come in." Rory called.

I sat straight in my seat across from my dresser, and faced the door. A stoic, serious looking guard opened the door, he stepped in and bowed deeply.

"Your highness, please excuse me. Your Majesty, King Leonard needed to inform you that changes have been made to the ball."

Rory looked at the guard suspiciously, "What changes?" She snapped. I reached over to her hand, squeezing it. Calm down Rory.

"Prince Harrison from Bulgaria will also be joining us, since he has arrived early."

My heart sank. I looked at Rory, our eyes met. "Get out." She said quietly to the guard.

I quickly said, "Thank you for informing us. Please, if you'll give us time." The guard nodded and stepped out. The door closed behind him with a bang.

I looked over to Rory. "What am I going to do?" I said softly, I felt my hands shaking. If what Rory said was true at breakfast. Prince Harrison is only after the crown. He could hurt my family, and me.

Rory straightened and adjusted my gown. Then she placed my tiara on my head delicately. "What you'll do," she said, "Is to go out there and find your Father. You will fight like a true Princess and not give in to evil. As I had said before, are you ready? You will be faced with decisions, with horrifc options, with challenges you need to overcome as a Princess. Thinking selflessly...and sometimes...Selfishly. I ask again, my dear niece: Are you ready?"

I inhaled, exhaled. I faced the mirror before me. It displayed a beautiful young woman. I couldn't recognize myself. A beautiful multicolor dress with silver lining. A simple necklace that curved like vines in a forest. Hair done up in a fancy twist, and a tiara holding it back. I was a Princess. I am Princess Abigail Hernandez, heir to the throne of England. I will take the responsibility.

 Can't I? Then what was it, I felt, that was tugging my heart backwards?

"I am ready." I breathed. I didn't know if it was true, or if I had lied, or if I could keep that thought.

Was I ready?

Am I ready?

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"We were born ready. Don't care if the world ain't ready for me."

(Sorry, short chapter this time you guys. I'm still trying to write things out and figure out Rory's crush on Edmund. THis is SO complicated. WHY is writing hard. Fun, but hard. ALSO, we're starting ACT 2!!! Exciting!"