The sky was a beautiful, rich midnight blue as it always was in Stormhold. The stars twinkled brightly and Imelda could feel them smiling at her. She often wondered what it would be like to be a star, her mother always said it was a lonely life if you didn't have anyone to share it with, but it sounded like it'd be a good job. Imelda loved to watch people and she loved how the tiniest emotion could easily change your whole face and demeanour, it was truly a magical thing. She also loved to stare at the sky and watch its beauty unfold before her eyes, so to be up there with the stars she watched would be heavenly.
"Come on dear, it's time for us to go, the stars can wait" Her mother, Yvaine, called from the bedroom.
"Coming" Imelda replied although she didn't actually move, she just looked down at her dress and sighed, if only she were a normal girl rather than the heir to the throne, they didn't have to go to balls and formal dinners, they could party and have fun. Stars probably didn't have to go to those sorts of things either and it's not like it's a hard job to shine, plus it means you get to stay up all night. Sometimes, most times, Imelda wished she were someone else, anyone else. It wasn't that she didn't love the kingdom but she just didn't want to rule it.
"Imelda!" She could tell her mother was starting to get annoyed.
She pushed herself away from the balcony in front of her and headed inside, her mother was right, the stars would wait, and one day, she'd be waiting with them.