The Royal Family

[Vaati]

Chapter I
   Hi, my name is Tovia and I'm fifteen years old. I live in a rich family, in fact, my family is royal. I have everything I could possibly want, I have a loving mom, who is the future Queen Zelda VI. of Hyrule, a caring step-dad, future King Thomas of Termina (I call him Tom, because he's not my real dad. I only do it behind his back. I call his father to his face as a sign of "respect"), a fairly nice older brother Prince Link II., (We call him Junior) who is seventeen years old, and an adorable (and loud) younger half-sister, Princess Zelda VII, who's six. She's the daughter of Tom and my mother, Junior and I are both the son and daughter of Link and my mother.
   After he my "dad" died, Mom waited seven years and then got married to Tom and had Zelda two years later. She had Junior when she was about my age and she had me when she was seventeen. She was a young mother and that made her want to wait a couple of years until she had another kid. In fact, she didn't really want to have any more, but since neither Junior nor me are fully royal, she needed to marry someone who was royalty and then she would be the future Queen.
   I should be happy, right? To tell you the truth, I'm really not. Why, you ask? Well, I don't know quite myself, either. I guess you can say I feel like I don't belong. Though my family always have welcomed me with opens arms and they love me, I don't feel like I'm one of them...
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Just so we don't get confused, this is what the family tree is "supposed" to be. I put supposed in quotes because Tovia isn't really sure Link is her true father:

Prince Thomas - Princess Zelda VII.
Princess Zelda VI. - Princess Zelda VII.

Link- Link II., Tovia
Princess Zelda VI.- Link II., Tovia

[Pixie]

Interesting so far. ^^ Still a bit confused, but I like it.

[Vaati]

Thanks, I know. It is a bit confuing. But the more you read about it, the more it will understand. Hopefully.
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Chapter II
   I laid down on my bed, starting at the cloud out the window. They were open and wind was blowing in and weaving through my violet colored hair. I took a strand of hair and held it in front of my crimson eyes. Is this really mine? I asked myself. The sound of the dinner bell rings in my ears. I get up from my big, comfortable bed, and head down to the dining hall.
   On both sides of the hallway, there were paintings of the past kings and queens of Hyrule. It even went back to before the first Queen Zelda. Mom's portrait was up there and so was Tom's. Junior's picture would be up there soon, and so would Zelda's. Not me, though. You know why? Because Zelda is full royal blooded, her dad is a prince from Termina. And since Mom said that she doesn't want any more kids, Junior is the one and only male heir of this generation. I don't really play a part. Junior is half royal blooded, just like me, and we share the same dad, who isn't royal at all, but since there's already a female heir that's fully royal, there's really no need for me. It's hard being the middle out of three kids, the oldest gets spoiled and the youngest gets babied, while the middle one just gets a single pat on the back for helping her little sister with her ABCs. Even though Mom says that she has no favorites, I really thinks she does, but doesn't show it.
   In the dining hall, Mom, Tom, Junior, and Zelda were sitting down. Standing at the end of the room while everyone else sits in their seats, smiling up at me makes me feel uncomfortable. There's was still that question on my mind that I wanted to ask Mom.
   "Chair, Princess Tovia?" asks Winston, the butler.
   "Um, sure. Thanks." I say, sitting down in the chair. Everybody else starts eating after Tom proposed the toast, but Mom is still smiling at me.
   "How was your day, Tovia?"
   I stare down at my plate of food. I'm deciding whether I should ask her or not. "Okay, I guess." I answer.
   "That's good." she turned to Junior, "And what about you, Link?"
   "Eh, same old, same old. Filled out some scrolls, did my daily lesson, the usual stuff." Junior was a good brother, but I was jealous, HE got to be the important one. From what I hear, everybody made a big fuss when HE was born. HE was going to be the king after Tom will die and pass the crown down to HIM.
   Mom smiled at Junior and moved to Zelda, "And you, Zelda?" I knew what was coming, the same train of words that blurt out of her mouth and stick together so much, you can't make out a word she's saying.
   "Well, first I went to Lilia's house (she's the maid's daughter that's Zelda's age and that Zelda likes to hang out with) and we played tag, hide 'n' seek, the princess game, and ground. She braided my hair, and guess what?! She-she gave me this this thing!" Zelda revealed at shiny plastic ring on her ring finger.
   "Sounds like you had a good time." Mom said.
   "Yeah! Yeah!" Zelda jumped in her seat excitedly.
    Mom smiled. "That's nice."
   Everyone ate their meal, but I hardly touched it. With that nagging question still on my mind, how could I? Tom, Zelda, and Junior left and the maids were clearing the table. Mom had probably left, but she's didn't. I pulled her aside. I was ready to ask her.
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I'll try to post two chapters in one post if I can fit it. (Crosses Fingers) Let's hope chapter three will fit!
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Chapter III
   "Hello,  Tovia. Is there something you want to tell me?" Mom asked.
   "Ask. Something I want to ask you."
   "Oh, what's that?"
   I sighed, then looked at her sternly. "Where did I come from?"
   Mom laughed nervously, "Oh, Tovia. I already told you. Link, the Hero of Time is your father. You're Junior's full little sister, remember?"
   "No, Mom. I want the truth." I lowered my eyebrows.
   "That is the truth, dear."
   "Mother, it's very obvious! Why do I have purple hair while you, my real father and all four of my grandparents have blond? Why are my eyes ruby instead of blue like everybody else who is related to me?"
   "Link is your father and no one else! End of discussion!" Mom got up and walked off.
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Yay!