Anda's pov.

All of us had been invited by the Catapor over to his castle for his daughter's birthday. I hated attending balls and if you ask me, I still do, I preferred practicing archery. I just couldn't get it, what was the point, I mean the great Princess was but a ghost to all of us.

"Y'all probably think am lame don't you? Wow, pretty amazing right, princess Meranda of the the seven doors of heaven can't even fix her gown. "I sneered, trying to bully my servants away but this annoying old maid knew me so well, "My lady, we have direct orders from her majesty, please pardon us. "

Urrrrrgggggg, her majesty of course, Queen Moray, my mom, only Heaven knows how many times I wished she wasn't my mom.

I hated the gowns, the jewelry, the make-up, the heels and the stupid over weighing tiara.

The gowns were itchy, no fitting for my bow and arrows, jewelry was heavy, so was the tiara. If all ladies had to abide by the rules and keep these on, always, then I was not a lady.

Well unfortunately, my likes and dislikes actually didn't matter,not for a single second. I was a princess and I obviously had to act like one, for my people. Thank heavens I had something important to do at the ball, I was going to meet prince Kangslam of seven seas, my betrothal husband.