The Darkest Kingdom. That is where I rule. -------- I sat on my throne, smirking, my auburn hair being thrown about by the dark winds circling the castle. I stood firmly, and quickly walked up the black staircase, my black lace dress trailing behind me. I opened the stone door to my room, and sat at my vanity, applying a thin coat of black gloss to my light pink lips. I picked up my brush, made of thorns and branches, and brushed out my hair. I looked at myself in the mirror, and grinned. "Pure beauty. Pure dark beauty," I thought. I sat and stared for about a minute, and then looked around my room, carefully inspecting everything. The silk black sheets on my queen sized bed, the lamp with the lace black lampshade, the rough grey rug, the hard wood floors, the stone door, the black vanity, and my velvet maroon wallpaper. I wrinkled my nose, and touched my crown, remembering the day I was crowned ruler of "The Darkest Kingdom", when my thoughts were rudely interrupted by my servant, Sakura. "Mistress Bonnie, would you like your room cleaned now, ma'am?" she asked, her thick Asian accent obvious. "No, Sakura. You just cleaned it. Begone," I spat. Idiots. They should really pay attention to what they say before they say it. I scoffed at her as she quickly turned and tiptoed away. I felt no sympathy, no regret. They could all die in a burning hell for all I care. Despicable. ------- You like? Feedback is appreciated!
I like it. I enjoy the cynical personality of the main character and the obvious narcissistic view. I'm interested to see how it will play out.
I still sat at my vanity, my hair being done by my servant, Danielle. Before she was put to work, she was a fair hairstylist. She also did make-up, which she will do for me later. "Madam Bonnie, the ball is in an hour," Sakura squeaked, as she quickly walked past my door. "Yes. I know Sakura. It is my kingdom, isn't it?" I scowled. "Yes, you're right. I'm sorry Miss," she whimpered. Like I said, idiots. Never think about what they say. They need to learn to pay attention. They are idiotic, jackasses. Anyway, about the ball. It's going to be a dance. All of the citizens will be there. All of the citizens that haven't already been "persecuted". We will have black drapes, an eerie theme, and everyone will be wearing a mask. They are all required to wear black or maroon. "Your hair is finished," Danielle said, firmly. I looked in the mirror carefully studying every lock of hair, all put up into an up-do, with black roses in it. "Fair job, Danielle," I observed. "Thank you," she murmured. "Time for make-u-," I began to say, when Sakura burst through the door. "T-The prince is already here!" she huffed. -------- Feedback?
I quickly jumped up, my hazel, red eyes wild, looking for my dress and mask. I finally found my dress, lying under my bed. It was a silk black dress, with black lace around it. I quickly slipped it on, cursing. "Danielle, find the mask!" I screeched. "Miss, it's been on your head the whole time," she snickered. I glared at her, and raised a brow. "Don't you dare use that tone with me. You're just the help. I can get rid of you like that," I snapped my fingers. She looked at me, fear in her eyes. I smirked satisfied, and pulled down my mask, slipping on my heels as I walked out of the room. I slowly walked down the spiral staircase to see the Prince of The Dark Realms. He had dark chocolate brown hair, piercing green eyes, and tan skin. He was fairly tall. "Madam Bonnie, it's a pleasure to meet you," he smiled, as he kissed my hand. "The pleasure is all mine," I said, daintily. He gave a small bow, and I curtsied. I took his hand, and led him to the ballroom. Perfect. It was perfect. All thanks to me. Black curtains, black table cloths, royal purple walls, black tile floor, black and white roses for the center pieces. "It looks quiet astonishing," he observed. "Thank you. It was all my idea for the decoration," I smiled, as I batted my eyes, and I pulled up my mask. He nodded his head, and looked around the empty room. "When will the people start arriving?" he questioned. "Soon. In about thirty minutes," I checked. All of the sudden, men in armor broke in through the walls, knocking down all of the tables, and chairs. I screamed as loud as I could, as one of them shattered my picture of my mother. I threw myself at the prince, who was smirking. "Take her away, men," he laughed. I screamed, as they took me by the arms, and dragged me out of the room. I grabbed a piece of shattered glass from the frame of my mothers photo, and a black rose. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, as I coughed up blood. The prince stood there smirking. "Go to hell." I saw a club come for my head, and I closed my eyes, tears still streaming out, and then...... Blackness. ------- Please give me feedback! This took FOREVER