---Sasha---

"Mum I don't get it?" Sasha " Why do we have to work for the king?"

"Because dear I haven't got good enough jobs and we don't make any money." Her mother replied using simple words yet the concept was still to big to understand for her six year old daughter Sasha to comprehend.

"BUT I DON'T WANT TO WORK FOR THAT MEANIE!!!" Sasha shouted as a small tear started to roll down her small cheek "I WANT TO STAY HERE WITH MY FRIENDS AND MITTY!!" Sasha was obviously referring to her cat Mitty but still couldn't shake the idea of leaving out of her head, before she had time to shout another protest her mother put her finger to Sasha's lips

"Shhhhhh.... I don't want to leave either but I'm afraid we have to.."
Sasha looked up at her mother her blue eyes shimmered with recent tears, her black hair shone with the reflection of the sunlight behind them, almost making it look purple. Sasha loved her mother very much and always wished she would look, and act like her when she grew older, her kindness, her ability to be scared but still looked brave and her love for the world.

She pulled Sasha into a tight hug, and started to sing...

When the light turns to dark I will always be with you...

I will never let you cry,
just let the hope remain in your heart so you can be strong too...

sometimes life is rough but all that matters is you...

so please don't cry my little princess as the angels watch over you...
We all know that sadness is real but I want you to be strong...
So please don't cry my little princess while the angles watch over you...

If all the birds stopped singing I would still stay with you...

And if earth lost all gravity I would still sleep cuddled up with you..

And if you are strong for me I'll try to be strong for you too...

So please don't cry my little princess as the angles watch over you...
we all know sadness is real but I want you to be strong...
so please don't cry my little princess as the angles watch over you...

And even if all of the world crashed and tumbled I would still be here to protect you...

So please do t cry my little princess, as the angels watch o we you...

Sasha's mother, Lucinda Adeline, the most beautiful singer in Arcadia,she was always presented with singing opportunities at various events in the small poor town. But she rarely accepted saying she only sung to her daughter and only ever songs passed down from her family. The song she just sang was called my little princess which was one of Sasha's favourites pertly because her mum used 'princess' as her nickname.

"Come on my little princess I want you to go and pack your things and bring them to the door we'll leave tomorrow" she said letting go of Sasha while smiling, but Sasha could see the sadness still remaining in her eyes.
"Come on off you go!" Sasha jumped up so she wouldn't annoy her mother and ran up their creaky worn down steps and grabbed her things

As she walked down the steps carrying her possessions her mother was already standing there at the door.

Holding a funny looking coat she ran to her mother dropping the bags as she went, she stopped right next to her mother, and was surprised she hadn't noticed her yet.

"Mum?" She asked
"What? Oh Sasha! Sorry I was just distracted," She smiled "are you finished packing?"
"Yes! I got everything I wanted!"
"Ok good!" She sighed "ok Sasha I've got a surprise for you, I want you to come a bit closer." Sasha stepped forward eagerly awaiting her present
" Sasha I'm gonna put this on you it's gonna be a bit big but I want you to have it." Her mother said
"Ok!" Sasha said still smiling
Her mother put the weird looking coat over her head brushing her black and slightly curly hair forward so she could put the hood over her head.

"Ummm Mum what is this?" Sasha asked
"It's a cloak dear."
"A cloak?"
"Come on let's have a look at you in the mirror." Lucinda led Sasha to their only mirror and pushed her in front of it so she could see her reflection.
"Sasha this was your fathers cloak." Her mother said trying to keep tears in.
"My father?"
"Yes... i know you probably don't remember him because he died when you were three and a half... but he was a very lovely man and loved you very much." Sasha did in fact remember tiniest part of him, his smile, the only thing she remembered was his kind and loving smile.
"So why are you giving it to me?"
"Because when he went out to hunt he would always take this with him... he said it made him brave, so I'm giving it to you..." she said holding back tears " you look beautiful darling," she said smiling
"Thank you. But I'm not as pretty as you!" Sasha replied smiling back at her mother
"Never!" She said ruffling her daughters hair "but I want you to be brave Sasha if anything goes wrong you must be my brave little princess."
"I always will mum! I will never let you down!" Sasha replied and pulled her mother into a hug "and that's a promise."