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She ran last night. I don't know how she escaped, but im glad she did.
Natalie- 8:12 Am. A week before.
"OK, Alexandra. Its time to start the day." I open the large, red curtians and let the light from the sun flood into the large bedroom. My young mistress refused to move, as always. "Today your father has lined up many photoshoots, meetings, and public apperences for the family. You need to get up."
A slight movement under the red covering on the bed cought my eye, "Don't speak to me with such a tone.." came muffeled through the silk sheets. Alexandra's head popped up, her long red curls tangled up on the top of her head. It took about an hour and thirty minutes to get the princess ready, and by the time me and her other laides maids were finished her unrully curls were put in their place and she was dressed in the same rich red that covered the curtins and the bed. I then took her downstairs to let her enjoy her family breakfast and he was waiting there, Richard that is. Richard is the newest, and youngest, buttler. At only nineteen he is the ypungest buttler the Rosedom family has had, and at only nineteen that puts him at just the right age to woo the heart of Alexandra.
Alexandra- 11:30 Pm. The night before
Im so tired. I need out, i cant stand this hate and abuse any longer. I need to get out! As i stare into my vanity mirror, my face stained with tears, i notice the slight bulge from my stomach. Not extreemely noticable but i notice it... I need to run.