Dont Mess With a Princess Chapter 3

READERS! Here is chapter 3 of DONT MESS WITH A PRINCESS! I hope you like it! :) RR

Chapter 3 The Prince and the Princess Story

I was so unhappy. My bodyguard was dead and I had my mother’s bodyguard watch me all night and most of all I had to go to this stupid Ninja thing what was next an army school. Then I fell asleep. When I woke up my maid had my breakfast on the table and my clothes on top of the bed, So on top of me. I got out of the bed and she started to dress me in a pink dress with lace, flowers, it was a short sieve dress. The flowers were white, the lace was light pink, and the dress was hot pink. I asked her saying “Miss what is your name?” and my maid answered me saying “My name? You want to know my name?” I answered her saying “Yes your name.” Then she answered surprised “My name is Margret, Margret Bucket, your highness.” Then I said to her “Margret, your name is Margret Bucket. Why didn’t I ever ask you what your name was?” She answered socked “Um you were busy.” I answered saying “No, no, no because I was selfish, I am sorry for being rude or mean anyway I was, I am so sorry Margret, Margret Bucket.” Margret then said to me “Your highness, it is fine, there finished with you dress.” And she was right she did finish my dress and now she went over to the table were my breakfast was and she pulled out the chair for me to sit in which I did and then held out my hand for her to sit in front of me which she also did. “Miss…”Margret asked “Yes Margret?” I asked her kindly “Miss…sense we are just sitting here well you eat do mind if I tell you a story?” I asked her with confusion but excitement in my voice “Of course it sounds interesting…please start.” Margret then started “The Prince and Princess loved as it said…” I interrupted her saying “What do you mean by it said?” “Your highness Cournessia if you let me finish then you will understand and you can ask questions at the end not to be rude but this will take a long time if you keep asking questions.” Margret said “Of course sorry go ahead.” I said to her “As I was saying The Prince and the Princess loved as it said, they came to be as it was, not because they loved each other but because the people told them, so love was all messed up, so it must end even know it was made.” I waited for her to finish but she never did so I said “Aren’t you going to finish the story?” She looked at me and then said “Princess I did finish…” I asked with confusion “What? That was the shortest story I had ever hear of and the saddest, they only loved and did what the people told them too. What kind of story is that? Could you explain it to me now.” Margret answered me kindly because she knew I was upset about the story “Princess yes a very sad story and it was a true story I just wanted to tell you that so you didn’t make that mistake like that Prince and Princess I will explain it here we go…The Prince and the Princess loved as it said, Okay so they only loved because it said which was that the people told them they were suppose to love, they came to be as it was, They only came to be because the people told them they were prefect for each other, not because they loved each other but because the people told them, they only loved because the people told them they loved each other, so love was all messed up, it is messed up because they didn’t love, so it must end even know it was made.” And that last sentence is saying they must break up and know that weren’t together. I asked her “How did you find this story out? And what happen to the Prince and Princess” Margret answered me “They ran away their separated ways and became other people, dressed as maids or comers or workers and never to be seen again.” I asked her “Okay but where did you hear this story?” She answered me saying “It was told when I was a young girl in are village I was raised into a family because my parents disappeared.” I said guilty for even asking the question “I am so sorry for your loss of parents I bet they were wonderful.” Margret said “Yes they were amazing. Great parents and I miss them and wish they were here with me “There seems like there should be more of the story of where they went and how they went what made them go, you know what I mean…” Margret said “Yes it does but I think they should have their only life with their privative separate life’s and with no one there to  ask questions about what happen between them and there life’s.” I said to Margret “Yes they should have their own life’s, but they should write it down, one person so then they don’t have to repeat their story and then they can be with their friends and family.” Margret then said “Yes that would have been a good idea but then they wouldn’t have met the people that they did, if they did you know what I mean.” I said
“Yes true my friend true they couldn’t have blessed the peoples life’s that they met.” Margret said “Life isn’t fair, and only god knows what will happen and what is the best for each and one of us. So lets talk about your training now.” I asked her confused “What training?” I had no idea what Margret was talking about. She answered me in a clam voice “Your ninja training at the camp you are going to in a week or so…” I said shocked “What I thought I was dreamed then! No! NO! NOOOO! I was DREAMING! How did this happen I am still sleeping pinch me and then I will wake up!” Margret answered me “No Princess you are awake now.” I didn’t think I yelled at Margret to pinch my arm or she would be fired and which she hurried and pinched me and stepped back from me.  I then said “OW! That hurt! Oh my GOSH! I wasn’t dreamed I am going to Ninja school with that freaky woman! KILL ME!” But on one did. A week passed of me begged my parents to not let me go but they didn’t give in. So I packed my bags and got ready to leave which my mother bought me ninja freak clothes to wear at camp.