The Forgotten Princess of Ethiopia

My name is Alicia Heist Johns. I am the third child of the current king of the King of Ethiopia. I have two elder sisters and one younger brother. I am the only adoptive child in my family.

My mother was a cleaner in the huge palace. My father the King, was in love with my moms beauty. She had long silky blonde hair with deep blue hazel eyes. I have inherited all of her features.

My mother was immediately kicked out of the palace by the Queen after knowing about my father and my mothers relationship. Soon after, my mom found out that she was pregnant with me.

My mother raised me all by herself. I lived a nice, peaceful, and simple life outside of the palace and was happy. But soon after, my world changed as my mother got very ill.

I was seven years old. My mother was bedridden. My mothers life was slowly but surely draining in front of me. That was when my father the King arrived.

My mother begged my father to take me in as his child. I still remember her words that day…

”Your majesty, Alicia is also your daughter. ” My mother said as tears rolled down her face. She was breathing as if she was barely getting any oxygen in her lungs. ”As I don have a long time in this world, I want you to accept Alicia as your daughter. Please take care of her. ”

”Mother no…please don leave me ” I remember saying goodbye to her and crying by her bedside.

As I saw my mother taking her last breath, I felt as if my whole world was shattering to pieces. I was hesitant at first but soon I gave in as it was my mothers last wish and I couldn just oblige to that. That day my father took me to the palace as his adoptive daughter.

Arriving in the palace, I learned that I have two elder sisters. Lucy was two years older than me and Lisa was one year older. I also had a younger brother Richard who was two years younger than me.

My life in the palace wasn easy. My sisters enjoyed and had fun bullying me, my stepmother would do anything to make my life hard and miserable and my father is indifferent to me.

The only people who were good to me were my brother Richard and general Robert, my step siblings grandfather who was my stepmothers father.

Six years have passed by and living in the palace as the third princess wasn easy for me. The people didn know much about me. I wasn able to attend balls and parties with my siblings. I was known as The Forgotten Princess Of Ethiopia.

But that changed when my 15th birthday arrived. It was a custom that a daughter from the royal family needs to be presented to the public, hence a grand ball was held in the palace. All the high-class families of Ethiopia are invited, for this reason, to search for suitable suitors for the royal daughter. Even royalty from neighboring kingdoms would be invited to attend.

Grandpa Robert had fought with my father and stepmother to give me the royal custom given to the daughters of the royal family, he said it was my birthright. Even though he wasn my actual grandfather he would love me and accept me as his own. And that was what I liked about him.

After some nagging and fighting, my father finally agreed. Soon after, the day of the ball arrived. I was dressed in a royal blue gown that fit in well with my long silky blonde hair and deep blue hazel eyes.

Looking at the mirror I was so much different from my usual self. The usual me wore hand-me-downs of my sisters. They would give me out-of-date and faded clothes. I would never wear makeup and would usually tie my hair in a bun or a ponytail. I can outshine my sisters in their beauty, I would always have to look normal compared to them.

But now I looked so beautiful. My hair was styled with many hair ornaments. I am wearing makeup and jewels. But then I thought that I looked like a stranger and not myself.

Knock knock went the door.

The door opened and a maid bowed in front of me.

”Your highness, all the guests have arrived. His majesty the king has called for you. ” the maid said.

”I understand. I will be there shortly. ” I said to her.

I looked at myself in the mirror once again and took a deep breath.

Then, as I lifted my skirt I exited the door to go to the ball.