Caroline looked up and stared at him.
Suddenly, she remembered where she was and who she was.
Her foot stepped a foot away from him.
"I'm fine."
Her eyes darted to the king and she pointed a finger towards him.
"I don;t know what your problem is with me, but I have my rights."
She glanced at the prince then returned her gaze to her highness.
"I know people whisper about me, saying I have the features of your fucking wife. I really don't care who she is, but I know that I have no relations to that woman!"
Caroline screamed.
She finally got out what was bugging her for alifetime.
Tears were springing to her eyes again.
"I learned I was adopted, yes, and people believe I'm your daughter, but it isn't true."
She stepped around the prince and looked at the guards.
"Take me to wherever I needed to go. I'm no use to these scumbags."
A guard slapped her across the cheek, bringing her down to the floor.
A smirk plastered on to her face.
"That didn't hurt."
The hand was raised again.
Caroline got ready for another strike.

Caroline sat down and glared at the king.
"I never stole anything, your highness." She snarled, only to get hit upside the head.
"Don't touch me."
"My my, a stubborn one," The king gave her a very fake smile.
She returned it.
"Yep." Her eyes turned towards the prince.
"Prince Luke, I" THUMP!
"ow," She bowed her head, tears falling from her eyes.
"Your higness..." Caroline trailed off.
"Enough. What is your name?" The king ordered.
"Umm...Caroline Hampshire sir."
As she looked up, her eyes saw that the king was in shock.
"No wonder," He breathed.
Caroline grew suspicious.
"What do you mean?"
The king ignored her.
"Yes. The features, the eyes, the hair..." The king trailed off and snapped his fingers.
The guards grabbed her arms and started picking her up.
No way in Hell SHe thought and head-butted one guard.

It was said long ago that when a princess was born, there would be love again in the world. The legend was silly to some, but most longed for love again. If someone loved another, the other one couldn't return the feelings. Everyone was dying inside because for over thousands of years, no child of a King or Queen was born.
Agony was eating at all the villagers, until one day in late Spring, a baby princess was born. Her name was Caroline. Before the Queen could hold her daughter, the baby girl was whisked away by the King towards the "Infirmary For Babies." Yet, He placed her outside in the cold blurry air. The King scurried until placing the baby at a man's doorstep and rang the bell.
When the man opened the door, only the baby was left. He picked her up and carried her inside where you could hear gasps, cries, and squeals all the way to the kingdom.
The king went back to his wife and announced that the baby "died". The wept and wept until no more tears escaped.
It has been eighteen years since anyone has seen the baby princess. Yet , they do not know that she lives in the very town that they also live in.

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"Papa!" Came a cry from the young eighteen year old Caroline Hampshire. The young girl came in running towards her father only to be grasped from his embracement by the Constable. "Sorry sir, but your child has stolen from our kingdom. We have to check her. King's orders," The Constable, Mr. Miller, announced. Papa sighed. "Very well."
The young woman was searched from head to toe, only to find nothing, but a piece of paper. "What's this?" Mr. Miller snatched the paper and read it over. "A letter to the Prince." A snarl came from Caroline's mouth, only to get a glare from her father. "Yes sir," She mumbled quietly. "Come with me. The king will want a word with you." End of discussion. Caroline was taken away. fter minutes of a carriage ride and waiting in the conference room with her blonde hair and dirty dress, the King and his son entered the room. She gulped. This was going to be a long talk, but it might not be so bad since the prince was here Caroline thought.