Chapter 1
It was night, the wind was warm and the stars were bright. In the sky, the moon was a beautiful waning crescent. Soon, it would be morning, the birds would wake and the sky would become lit.
The sun rose from the far mountains to shed light upon the fields and valleys. The sunlight entered through the curtains and lay upon a girl's face. Her eyes opened to the bright light, and covered her face with her arm. She sat up from her bed, and crawled out going to the mirror. There was the reflection of Amy Rose. She sat on the chair and grabbed the brush. Amy tenderly brushed her pink quills making them look flawlessly straight.
Suddenly
there was a knock at her bed room door.
"Amy…Amy dear! Are
you awake!?" Asked a deep voice. Amy rapidly jumped up from her
chair.
"Oh!
Yes...yes I am!" Amy answered swiftly grabbing her robe and putting
it on. The door opened and a man walked in. He had a big smile which
went along with his big cape.
"Amy! My daughter! Why are you
still inside!? Get dressed I have wonderful news!" He said
energetically.
"But father, it is only morning. The sun has just risen from its slumber, and so have I." Amy answered her father explaining her absence from being outside.
"Never mind that dear, listen to me," he then took a hold of her hands, and set them both on the bed.
"You know my age is not getting any younger. Being a king requires a young, vigorous man, and being a queen requires a young, tolerant women. You, being yet just 18, will become a perfect queen!" The king told her joyfully. Amy was shocked; she wasn't sure what to say.
"But…but
father…I don't know, I mean, I haven't even met a man
yet-
"That's! …where you are wrong! I have already arranged
a marriage for you. You are going to marry Prince Edward. He is very
nice and perfect for you." The king, who his name is Nicolas III,
told her smiling. Amy stood up from the bed furiously.
"Father!
I told you! I want to find my OWN man…not someone I never met…your
thoughts are nice but, no, just no," Amy talked back with her hands
on her hips. Nicolas did not like Amy's reaction, he then stood
from the bed angrily.
"I made a big effort to find you a man to marry, and you will marry him. The wedding is in six days, you will be escorted to Prince Edward's castle by a male chaperon. Just like all the other chaperons that took you to far away castles." Amy was then stunned, not saying a word. Nicolas left the room with a charge.
Amy sat on her bed, thinking back to her last chaperons.
"Oh father…way…way a chaperon…I…I have been too big of a bashful fool to tell you the truth. All the other ones, they all have tried to rape me, they all never protected me, and they all never cared! They never were chaperons, they were all just jerks, jerks that make kings and queens think that they'll take care of their precious little princess…when they only WANT them…" she then was in tears distressing about the past hoping and praying it would not happen in the present.
