A prince(ss) Diary - Chapter 4And there he sat, in a nice room. With a bed, a bureau, some shelves full of books. And all kinds of stuff lying around. Like maps and stuff.
And windows arverywhere, showing a good sight of the harbour and the sea.
The ship rocked back and forth slowly, showing him he was on a boat.
And in front of him was a captain sitting with her head leaning on her hands. Staring at him with joyful, interested eyes.
"Tell me now. Who exactly are you"
Ryan looked down at the ground by hearing that question.
Can he hide himself any longer? Maybe he could ask her to keep it a secret.
He took of his tiara. And sighed deeply.
"At least I'm not who you think I am" he continued.
"Then, who are you?" She said. The interest in her voice raised, she really wants to know now.
He sighed again deeply, stood up, amd teared his dress. In disbelieve of the captain.
And he said with an strong voice; "I'm prince Ryan of the Brugman household. The crown prince of Cianna. And I demand you release me at this instant!"
A prince(ss) Diary - Chapter 3And in the end the morning came. He didn't sleep even the last little bit.
A few rays of light came through the ceiling, so he could study the room he was in better.
It was completely made of wood, ofcourse, since he was on a ship.
There were a total of 3 prisons. And a wooden table with a wooden chair. Which seemed
Iike they could break any moment.
And suddenly the door swung open. Revealing the captain in all its glory again.
Her pink hair, her coat en the gigantic feather on her hat flowing in the wind.
She jumped down the stairs, a gigantic smile plastered on her face.
He stared at her with dark circles under his eyes, but who expected otherwise? He couldn't possibly sleep under these circumstances!
The captain took out her keys, and was about to open the door when suddenly..
The door swung open once again, almost breaking in the progress.
"CAP'TN, PROBLEMS!!" a man with a huge physique barged in.
And almost fell down the stairs while running downstairs.
a prince(ss) diary - chapter 2And there he stood, after a lot of struggling and resisting. And an uttermost painful corset.
They put him in a dress, a FUCKING dress.
It was a large pink dress, with poofy sleeves and he had a choker and a few necklaces on his neck too. And as a finishing touch, a bit of makeup and tiara.
And the worst part is. He couldn't put it off himself.
Ryan shot the demons who did this to him the best deathglare he got before storming out of the room.
But where to go?
He couldn't go back to the ballroom. Everyone would obviously recognize him
His own room was also not a smart idea. They would vind him there,
Actually..the whole house wasn't a smart place to hide.
So he decided to go to the gigantic back garden.
Ryan ran into the darkness. To the little gazebo by the pond.
It was a beautiful night. You could see the reflection of the stars in the water.
The leaves of the trees rustled in the wind. Peace.
But now, how to put off the damned dress.
He was about to tear it when..
The bushes where r
A prince(ss) Diary - chapter 1It was on a beatiful, Clear night, on August 5th 1576. When one of the famous parties of the brugman family were held. These parties were only for the rich people ofcourse. Because the brugman family were royals. They ruled over The kingdom of Cianna, a big and strong kingdom which others feared.
The royal family excisted out of a King, a Queen and A prince by the age of 18.
"RI-CHAN!! COME HEEEREE!!" A little girl yelled while chasing the prince.
This was his little Cousin. Which was 10 years old and really happy and hyperactive.
"yes yes, I'm coming" anwered the prince while fixing the collar of his white jacket. He looked good and he knew that. He was ready for the party of the evening.
Even though he disliked the 'amazing' parties.
They were boring, perfect for the old people.
The only fun people were his uncle and his family. Even though they could exagarate their 'jokes'
'Oh well' Ryan thought while walking down the stairs to the ballroom.
And when opening the door he was welcome