My story starts like any other fairytail, cursed by an evil sorcerer, locked in a tower guarded by a dragon, waiting for "true love" to save me, blah blah blah blah blah. Now I'm twenty two years old and - shock horror - I'm still here. I have to admit, this is a HUGE tower, but it's pretty boring. There's only so much you can do on your own. The only human interaction i have is when my parents servants come to bring me some food for the week. I have to store it and cook it all myself, so I know a lot of recipes. My parents are too afraid of me to see me though. My curse scares them.
What I've never understood though, is that I'm their DAUGHTER. Yeah, my curse can be scary, but do they not think I'm scared? Maybe I need support? I've grown to not need them, but when you're six years old and alone in a huge tower? You want your mum and dad.