Defying the fairy tale laws-2

So I spent a little time running about like I always wanted to. Savoring the grass beneath my feet and the sun kissing my skin. I rolled about until a tree hit me. That was when I realized I was only 16. There was so much life to live. There was so much that could be done! Oh, how surprised mother and father would be when they’d see me!

My mother was the queen of our kingdom. She was the warrior and the one giving all the commands. She was the one with all the powers when it came to matters regarding the welfare of the kingdom. She was basically the King but for obvious reasons people referred to her as ‘Queen’. Since the day I was born I had everyone telling me how much I looked like her. My father had been very handsome man. Or so I was told because he died when I was only 2 years old. I barely have any memories of him but my mother told me that he loved me greatly and was really particular about what I wore, how I looked and behaved. Well, he basically used to give me all the princess training I needed. Then he died and my mother remarried.

She was coaxed into marriage by her relatives (who are usually the ones responsible for all the wrong decisions in life) and courtiers. She refused for a long time. But then one day, she suddenly came home with a man and declared him her husband. Naturally, everybody was shocked. That man was my step-father and I consider him my father. I remember I used to love playing with him. He treated me so well. The people loved him and so did my mother. We were a happy family until that cursed Dragon snatched me away from all that happiness.

My father had always counted on a prince to come save me. Would he be shocked to see me come all alone? How would my mother react? It had been 6 years since I last saw them. I couldn’t wait to see their faces. God, I was so excited! But I couldn’t help this dread growing inside me about the future.

“What next?” I thought as I came out of the castle gates.

Defying the fairytale laws...

Here's a little something I've written.... You could call it a small narrative..
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I stood there, with the cool breeze caressing my face. A strong wind was what I wanted instead of a mere breeze to match the rush of adrenaline inside of  me but you don't always get what you want, do you?
  I don't have many memories as a child. All my memories mostly comprised of my bed and the small table beside it and a little window which allowed very little light into the dark room. All my life I've known only fear, terror and anger. Happiness was never a part of me or maybe I had forgotten what it felt like to be happy. I was kidnapped as a child, I guess, and was locked up in the dark room of this very high tower. A few men tried to rescue me, or so the Dragon says. I talk to the Dragon. Yeah, we communicate but I never really liked It.
  I've always had this urge to inflict damage to the Dragon and climb down the tower and run about wild and free. I have this faint memory in which my father told me that a man, a handsome prince to be more precise would come, slay the Dragon, rescue me and take me back home to my kingdom. We'd eventually get married and live Happily Ever After.
  I've waited for quite long. No sign of any prince. The Dragon says a few have come but they have stopped, as It is too fierce for them. "They're all chickens", It says and laughs It's wicked laugh. I waited and waited patiently in my room hoping for someone to come. No one did.
    Today, all my urges and desires took over me. I felt really determined and had made up my mind. I sat in my room, thinking, for hours together. Something had to be done. I was tired of being the damsel in distress and wanted to help myself! My patience had clearly ended and there was no use waiting for someone who would never come. People had forgotten all about me. It was about time I reminded them.
   I slayed the Dragon in It's sleep with a sword I'd found in It's room. I went directly for It's belly and pierced hard. It opened It's eyes to the pain and saw me standing with the sword. It stared straight into my eyes and became immobile.
  I'd done it. I didn't need any prince's help and I clearly didn't need a man for my Happily Ever After. I stood there taking in the breeze and my new found freedom. I had a whole life and the world ahead of me!