I was the disney 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 you must look fantastic" my aunt said as I was standing up on a tall tamborete, fezes 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 you 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 said then took her fabrics and carrinho then left the room. "Put your dress back on then you are free do whatever you want" my aunt said then left the room.

I put on my rosa, -de-rosa silk dress over my corset and flannel underwear.

I walked through the huge castelo and walked into the library. The rows and rows of books seemed waiting for me to read them. I walked into my favorito part of the library. The fantasia section.

I picked up a book called 'The Hidden Prince'. The biblioteca seemed magical when I was alone in it. The books each had their own story and history.
"I thought you might come today" said 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 mais 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 you finished Thursday's lesson?" he answered then picked up the book I dropped. "Well, I really didnt understand it. You said to write an essay on the Golden Age of our country. So, I looked it up and it said 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 said then led me to the desk.