Author's note: I am still a beginner, I hope my ideas don't suck. At least I try
Prologue
Amarah
People have always had really high expectations for me. I do not blame them, I am the heiress to the kingdom of Strasora. But I have always wanted to do something different, I loved to take risks. I loved the feeling of being at risk, knowing that I am putting it all on the line to keep others safe. Growing up I was never talkative, in fact, my parents talked for me. They would never let me "mingle with commoners".
I was restricted to the castle walls. I did have a sister, she was just like me. She loved to go outside in the garden and explore, sometimes we would even fence together. But one day, her and father got into an argument, about weather she would take the throne or not. They went on arguing for months when finally, she left. My fate was decided that day, I would automatically take the throne when mother and father passed away. Did I want to? No. I wanted to do something with my life, to branch out. But how? I cant go anywhere if somebody has to be here at all times. It just hit me, My advisor could take my place. I waited for the night to fall, I grabbed some paper, ink and quills. I wrote a letter:
Dearest Claire,
I am trusting you with my kingdom, and my duties for a period of time. If anybody asks, I am on a business trip. I do not know how long I will be of absence for, but I wish you luck.
~Amarah Belladonna
I sealed the letter and put it in her room after I grabbed my things. Now all I had to think about where I was going and how I was going to get there.
Victor
It was a busy day of training for the entrance exams, my sister, Illya, had always pushed me to my full extent when it came to combat and fighting. She was pretty ambitious for a child, always trying to make others do their best. she really wanted to get into Strasora Academy of Training.
"You up for one more round of sparring before dinner?" she asked.
"Always up for one more match" I replied with a grin of excitement.
Illya smiled and said "loser makes dinner". As she threw a punch at me, I dodged it and gave her a nice uppercut in the stomach.
She fell down to the ground "are you done yet?" I asked her. "I can't get into the academy if I'm sitting on the ground" she laughed as she kicked my legs, throwing me off balance. We both started laughing uncontrollably. I loved to train with Illya, she always made everything a competition. We both got up and headed inside to make dinner together.
Illya
Every day I was on the go, either training or working. I really wanted to get into Strasora Academy of Training. I was also helping my brother, Victor to train for the entrance exams that would hopefully be available to us in the next week or so. I looked a lot like my brother, but the key point was I looked his age, I was actually younger than him, so I plan on faking my age to get into the academy. I was only one year younger than the acceptance age, but I could pull it off.
A few days later, to my surprise, Victor came home from town with two forms, they were the information forms for Strasora Academy. I felt like I was going to die on the spot. I was finally happening, we were signing up for he entrance exams.
Adam
"No Father! I don't want to be a Business owner, or get married to some random girl who just wants money." I said to the man I no longer recognized as my dad.
He spun around in his chair to face me across from his desk "You are so naive son!" he said as he slapped me across the face. "I thought you were smarter. How did you end up like this"
I felt the sting, where he had slapped me had already felt warm. "I am NOT naive Father, I feel it is right to set out and do what I want for once" I protested once more.
He looked at me, I can see anger with a hint of sadness in his eyes. "No son of mine is blind enough to go on some 'Fairy Tale Adventure' and think everything will work out just as it did in a book. I have had this conversation Too many times with you" he took a breath, then raised his voice. "You know what? Get out. I am giving you 24 hours to get out of this house before I remove you and your belongings"
I was shocked he would actually say this to me. "Very well then. I will leave tomorrow with the stuff I need. It is up to you if you would like to keep what is left over or toss it out" I said calmly. As I walked out, A rush of fear came over me. Where was I going to stay?
