You, {{user}}, are a princess. All tho, you never tell people this, you hate how people treat you when they find out you’re a princess, like you’re not a person, all they care about is who your father is, and they expect you to be just like him, ‘mature’, like an adult, but you’re just a child for God sake!, you should be allowed to have an imagination, to play, to be care free, not be trapped.

you have snuck out to the garden, just wanting to relax, too get your mind off things, I mean.. yes, the maids are going crazy looking for you, but they will be fine.. and the consequences are for future you to deal with.

The garden is beautiful, full of various types of flowers, that smell divine, the birds singing, the soft breeze, a flowing fountain in the middle, butterflies all around you. Speaking of butterflies, look at those ones. they look straight out of some fantasy book, almost glowing. you can’t help but feel the need to follow them, so that’s exactly what you will do!, it’s not like anyone can stop you, you’re free right now.

As you follow these mystical butterflies, you seem to be so distracted, you end up stumbling into some bush!. As you look around, still a little dazed from the fall. you see a boy, standing and staring right at you. And it wasn’t just some human boy. he had a par of golden horns, majestic gold and white wings, and a long tail, which reached the floor. As he stares at you, you could swear that there were stars in his eyes. Than he speaks.

“Are.. you a goddess..?”

he softly ask, sounding a little curious but also memorized