A/N: This is my first Fan-Fiction story, so I would love you to review so that I can make this story appealing. Thankyou, and I hope you like the first chapter of "Amelia - Somewhere to Go".

I rest my hands uncomfortably on the arms of my ornate chair, feeling very angry. Uther Pendragon, the king of Camelot, namely my father, was sentencing someone with high treason, the only punishment being death, for no reason, two minutes ago. Maybe I was inexperienced, only being in my seventeenth year, but I strongly disapproved of the hunt and murder of people who had magic. But then, as my father and brother, Prince Arthur of Camelot, said, I disapproved of too many ways of life in this time period. I only want equality, I argue, equality between men and women and the aristocratic and the commoners. They just laugh and say, 'the young Princess Amelia has gone mad!', and then my father just tells me to mind my own business and not bother him like that again. I then fight back only to find my hands clasped in chains five minutes later. Sometimes I wish I had been born a boy, sometimes I really do, then I would be first in everything as I am older than Arthur by five minutes. But then, later I come to my senses saying that if I had been born a boy, I wouldn't be striving towards equality.

I feel as if I have to do something for the man who was sentenced to death, James Thompson, for I could be in his place, quite literally. The court isn't dismissed so I take a chance. I look towards Morgana, my father's ward, who face expressions show that she is as distressed as me. I stand and speak, reminding myself again and again to hide my anger.

'May I address the court?'

My father looks at me, as though I just cracked a joke. 'You may,' he says jokingly.

'My Lord, I know this man, a man with passion for his job. I do know how magic can corrupt even though I wasn't here twenty years ago, and the people do not want a danger in the kingdom. But he did not hurt anyone with magic, he would never hurt a fly. All he did was make shapes appear in the fire. So, please, my Lord, please let him just have six months in the prison and leave under intense security. If he ever performs magic again, my trust in him will leave, and he is yours to do as you wish.' I hear a few murmurs among the court. Gaius, the court physician, looks at me proudly. I sit back on my chair gracefully and wait for his verdict.

'Amelia,' he begins softly, 'I do not know what you are saying. Magic cannot be let to roam freely. It is an evil force that will try to conquer innocent people's life.'

'My Lord, this way it will not roam freely. We put him in intense scrutiny, if he ever performs magic again, James Thompson is for you to do as you wish. I do hope with my life he doesn't break my trust. Please.' I just wish he doesn't come up with his usual reply.

My worst fears come true when his voice rings out in the Court room saying, 'I will not endanger the lives of all the people in my kingdom. You may think your wishes for this man will do well, but I have lived long enough to know that it does not work. This session has ended.'

The subject of this meeting, Thompson, says thankyou for trying clearly through the expression on his face when his being dragged out by the guards. I smile sadly at him. I ask my maid, Martha, to come with me to my chambers. We eat lunch ( I feel bad eating alone so I asked Cook to make two lunches : one for me, one for Martha, and also this way she doesn't have to cook in the morning and have a good night's sleep) and we talk of my father's cruelty to that man. I am gifted to have a trustable friend like her.

'Martha, have a little break, you do much work.'

'Honestly My Lady, you are too kind. I have to clean the room again.'

'Go on, I insist.'

The joy on her face is truly shown.

'Thankyou My Lady, thankyou!'

A/N: Hope you liked the first instalment! Please, review!