Disclaimer: Don't own anyone, except the characters I invented!

Authors note: This is my first fan fiction. Chapter 2 is in progress. Hope you like what I got so far, if you do, there's plenty more where that came from!!!

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Chapter One: The Plan

The sun was setting in the kingdom of Palestonia. The markets were closing and children were resting at home. Animals in the small farms made either noise or ate or slept. The leaves seemed to be asleep, but awoke as a light wind swept through them.

The final light of the sun, shone on the palace of the small country. Servants running through the front gate with supplies they possessed or had just bought in the market place. The sun fell and the large moon hung and glowed in the sky.

"You pathetic child!" yelled the voice of a young woman. "I've told you several times to never leave the castle grounds...let alone play on those dirty streets, with that dirty rat and risking yourself to get hurt."

"She is not a dirty rat!" the child yelled back. "She is a horse and I will ride her when and where I want!"

"Oh please, Marea. You are a very intelligent girl, you should know better than to leave the castle on your own. You know how dangerous it is out there. They are not your friends out there, no one out of this castle is, they probably just want to use you for your luxury and popularity." the woman continued, rubbing her head with frustration.

"Anyway, like anyone would make friends with me, they don't like me, my only friend is Rose and you can't take her away from me!" said the child, her soft voice going loud.

They argued in her big, grand, lovely room in the palace for a time. The child would observe the womb of her mother as the woman paced the room. Her mother's hair was held up tightly with a light blue pin and a matching robe. Marea, the child, wore a light blue nightgown and her black hair was held in a loose braid. Her mother stood by the faintly lit candle, and her black hair, glowed a bright red, as did most of the

women from her side. Marea huddled up in her bed and pulled the heavy covers over herself and rested her head on her white fluffy pillows.

"Young lady, you may be mature, but remember, you are still a child and will only be aloud out of this castle when you turn 15." her mother said softly. Marea snorted.

"Is it the same thing for everyone else?" she asked.

"No,just you, cinsider it a punishment." her mother replied. "You will not be able to leave the castle bounderies for...3 years. Harsh, yes, but it will only teach you to never disobey me. We are important and they run around behind us thinking that someday they will be like us." she sighed at the frowned response her daughter gave her.

"I just hope that this next child won't be as hard headed as you". She stated as she rubbed her swelled stomach. Marea snorted once more, having her mother to frown again.

"That's it. Go to the lavatory and wash out that mouth. No daughter of mine and princess of this country will react that way around her elders with that dirty tongue.

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Marea returned to her room, spitting out the taste of soap from her mouth. She climbed on to her bed, sat on it and hugged her knees. Her room was as large as all the others in the castle. The same light from the candle that shone on her mother's hair, shone on her, letting her hair shine - a dark red against the light. She looked ahead of her sadly, thinking of her life - the isolation of the castle, the love she doesn't receive from her mother and the neglecting attitude shown by her father, by never giving her any time. She was all alone. Her only friend was the horse she rode into the market place and by the creek.

As her lonely life was going on, she developed an idea. No one would notice, for they never paid attention to her. She smiled pleasingly, and jumped off the well cushioned bed and ran towards the large window on the other side of the room. The sills opened, bringing in a light, cool breeze; with it pushed the light bangs of Marea's face.

This is freedom, she thought. This is what freedom feels like. She scanned the fields, which were full of flowers and trees in search of soldiers that would hold her back, but she frowned as she saw none. Odd, she thought.

She shrugged off the voices holding her back and sat on the pane of the wide window. She looked at the tall brick walls and saw a thick, yet sturdy vine that began at the roof of the stables where her friend was trapped inside. As she was in her room, she jumped slightly and hung from the vine high above the ground. Her sweat trickled down her temples, as she thought of the consequences she might face if she let go or slipped off the vines. She shook that thought off and remained focused. This was what she wanted. She wanted freedom and this is what she had to encounter on the way.

She climbed down slowly and cautiously, eyeing for soldiers that would be walking their boundaries. Luckily, none were in sight. She landed lightly on the roof of the horses stable and tiptoed above it until she reached the edge to jump off of. She grunted loudly as she landed and then quickly ran her way through the stable doors. As she entered, she was surprised that the stable boy was not inside, it was quiet and dark and there were no horses, other than little Rose at the far end all alone, bopping her head in such a motion as if being content to see her. Marea approached the horse quietly as to not create a disturbance. The horse neighed slightly and then puffed as Marea silenced her. Marea gathered a saddle and a blanket and mounted the horse quickly. The horse walked its way slowly through the stable door and then began to gallop through the thick woods that were near by, aiming towards the secret exit of the castle walls, which was never sealed off.

Marea laughed surprised at how simple it was to runaway from a heavy guarded Palace. The horses' shoes clapped against the stone roads under the high moons in the sky. Marea looked up at them and smiled. The largest moon hung in the sky brightly while the other looked dull and unhappy. Her attention then went towards the small homes of the Market Place. All the rooms were dark, there was no sign of lit candles anywhere, it was as if no one was at home, for it was still too early to sleep. Marea frowned again wondering what was going on. The horse puffed slightly having Marea to return her concentration toward the Kingdom gates, which were not far. She pulled the reins slightly and the quick pace slowed instantly. They walked quietly, yet quickly.

Once they reached the front gates, Marea gasped at the fact that there were no soldiers, yet again.

"What's going on, Rose? No one is here. Who is guarding our Kingdom?" she asked, rubbing the horses' mane slightly. Rose puffed and bopped her head. Marea kicked the horse slightly and it began to trot its way towards the giant woods, leading to the closest country. A country where all her worries were forgotten and where a new life could be built, new friends, new family, and a new home. This country she knew was called...Fanellia.

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