A BEAUTIFUL PRINCESSMorgana ran back to the location that the witch was supposed to be but the map was not functioning properly so she got lost, she was running round in circles and before she knew it she had ran past a tree that she had seen barely five minutes ago, Morgana sat by the foot of the tree and she lamented about her situation, she was lost, hungry and with no way to pick her way through the darkness, it was a full moon but the light could barely get through the leaves and a full moon meant that there are wolves on the prowl.Morgana could hear sounds from different creatures and some were from creatures that she could recognize but the rest were random sounds and screeches that made her almost jump out of her skin every time, she could not sleep so she decided that it was best to keep on moving since there was no place to camp around where she was, the slow trek began and she had already gotten tired because of the running that she did earlier, she walked past some group

THE HEADLINE PRINCEIvan Alexander was a man that always knew how to get what he wanted and if it wasn’t through making a deal then he would resort to force but there have never been a time where the king of Mytigon ever needed to use force to get what he wanted and that was mainly because he was so good at striking deals that the other person would find hard to refuse, the deal that he had made with Constantine was already sealed but he wanted his son to pick the princess of Briggs as his wife but he couldn’t influence the prince’s choice directly, all he could do was to plan the ceremony and maybe he would look for a way to get the special princess into the list of the selected.“Father, are you well? You looked troubled” Elliot said to his father who had been so lost in his thought that he had actually forgotten that he was sitting on a horse, they were having a decent father and son time before they went out into the streets of the kingdom to make an important announcement.“Yes I

PREPARATIONSThe kingdom of Mytigon was plagued with a terrible wave of over-excitement, the ball was a big ceremony to them and the people were all aware of the benefits the ball was going to bring. There would be traders coming from far and wide to sell their wares to the travelers or the rich folks that came from distant lands just so they could attend, the commercial part of Mytigon was the busiest of all the places while inside the streets; the people worked hard to decorate their homes and fronts.“The prince is so handsome, look at the shiny gold suit that he wore during the public announcement” one of the women in charge of decorating said to her colleague who was holding the ladder for her as they hung daisies and scented flowers on the window sills of the houses.“One fleck of dust from that suit is bound to make anybody rich for life, but yet…it was only worn just for show, we might never see him again in it” the other woman lamented bitterly, they had been present at the c

HOW TO BE A PRINCESSAll her life Morgana had never imagined that she would ever need to wear a dress so tight to the point where she would be gasping for air in short breaths, not to even think of dancing in it. The three women were so interested in Morgana’s body shape and they were sure that with the right combination of jewelry and make-up, they would be able to get Morgana into the prince’s view. None of them had ever seen the prince or even come close to his garments to know what he smelt like but they kept talking about him during the dance lessons as they taught Morgana how to dance on her tip toes before they would teach her how to dance in heels.“Can’t I just dance with the heels already? My toes are killing me” Morgana complained for the sixth time that evening, she was sweaty and breathless because of the tight corset that was holding her huge bosom together in a seductive way, it was the idea of Octavia the richest amongst them and also the one who had offered herself to

PRINCESS SOURFACEAll the efforts that Morgana was putting into the training made her mother to worry, Theresa was more worried about her daughter more than her own health which was steady depleting fast. Morgana went to Octavia’s house in the evenings and she stayed there until it was late at night, there were times where Theresa felt that her daughter wouldn’t come home that night but she always returned with a sweaty face and a tired smile.“Good evening, mother. I thought I told you not to stay up for me?” Morgana queried her mother when she returned to the house which was also their shop. Theresa rubbed her eyes to see her daughter in a clearer light.“You are not in any position to tell me what to do, mostly when you are in such a condition… look at your legs wobbling already, come and have a seat so that you can eat your dinner” Morgana wanted to argue with her mother some more but she felt that she needed food in her stomach to do that, she sat down with a silent word of thank