I was the Дисней Princess nobody knew. They all knew Belle, Tiana, Rapunzel, Cinderella, Ariel, Aurora, Mulan, Jasmine, Snow White, yet nobody knew me.

I am Princess Adella and this is my story

"The ball is coming up and Ты must look fantastic" my aunt сказал(-а) as I was standing up on a tall стул watching the maids get my measurements. "Why is this different from any other ball I've attended?" I asked. "Because, Prince Risstan will be there" she answered.

Prince Risstan, the one my aunt and uncle wanted me to marry. I would have to obey them, they are my guardians. Prince Risstan was a vain, proud prince with a huge appetite. Hardly a knight in shining armor.

My thick curly dark brown hair hung down my back. My blue eyes sparkled when I smiled. I looked like my dead father, but I inherited my mother's beauty.
My parents died in a carriage accident 10 years ago, I was only 6.
"Aunt, dont Ты think we can find another prince. Someone who wouldnt eat us out of the castle" I asked her.
"His appetite is no laughing matter. And no I am very sure he is the one for you" she answered. I sighed then stepped off of the stool. "What color for your gown, miss?" the tailor asked. "Well, I think a light green would look good" I answered. My aunt nodded agreement.
"Alright, I'll have it ready in time for the ball tonight" the tailor сказал(-а) then took her fabrics and тележка, корзина then left the room. "Put your dress back on then Ты are free do whatever Ты want" my aunt сказал(-а) then left the room.

I put on my розовый silk dress over my corset and flannel underwear.

I walked through the huge замок and walked into the library. The rows and rows of Книги seemed waiting for me to read them. I walked into my Избранное part of the library. The Фэнтези section.

I picked up a book called 'The Hidden Prince'. The библиотека seemed magical when I was alone in it. The Книги each had their own story and history.
"I thought Ты might come today" сказал(-а) a voice behin me. I dropped the book, startled then turned around. There was my teacher, Sir Peter.

Sir Peter was a young man. Couldnt be еще than 20. His blue eyes shone down on me. Sir Peter had a easy going attitude and he was always ready to teach something.

"Oh, yes. I was just looking for a book to read" I stammered. "Good. I trust Ты finished Thursday's lesson?" he answered then picked up the book I dropped. "Well, I really didnt understand it. Ты сказал(-а) to write an essay on the Golden Age of our country. So, I looked it up and it сказал(-а) their were two Golden Ages" I answered.
"Ah, yes the unusual history of our country, Koria" he said. I waited for him to continue but he didnt. "Anyway, lets just begin your lessons" he сказал(-а) then led me to the desk.