Hey guys! I was listening to a song and the idea for this fanfic just popped in my head! :D I'm so excited for it and I hope you like it. Enjoy ;p

Dear Amber Oppedisano,

I wasn't always a princess you know, it wasn't until I was the petite age of 7 that I was told that I was moving to Scotland and take the role as their princess. I didn't want to I had loved it in Seattle but my mother saw it fit that I do so and my father needed to lead his people, my people. Every night I would cry, looking out at the beautiful landscape, crying to go home. I have to admit that Scotland is beautiful and the castle is wonderful though. It just has to grow on you and it has become home. It's been ten years since then and I have grown to love Scotland and my people. And they love me as well. Even though I am not first generation Scottish, my father is and after his brother was killed. He had to take his place or hand the thrown over to another family.

The transition would have been harder from Seattle to Scotland if it hadn't been for Chester. Chester Valiente is my personal guard and has been since I was 7. He was 12 at the time. When we were young, he was the one who kept me out of trouble. He still is, even today 10 years later. I would sneak out late at night to wander around the castle and would sneak midnight snacks from the kitchen. I had to work on a relationship with him though because when I first got here, he didn't like me and thought I was a brat just making his life more difficult. Chester said that after hearing me cry every night in my bed altered his opinion and started to warm up to me. He is a nice, young man with brilliant blue eyes, a handsome face and an attractive Scottish accent.

I missed you old friend. Oh and by the way, I don't have an accent because I was born in America.

Yours Truly,

Jade Moore

I sighed and closed my journal and held it to my chest as I sat in an indent in the wall of my room next to the window. The rain was hitting the window with hard thumps, I stood up elegantly and walked over to the spiral-stairs that lead to the lower part of my room. The blue carpet is soft under my bare feet. The thunder rolled loudly as I descended the stairs, my casual dress brushing the top of my knee. I entered my bedroom and sat on the edge of my bed and lifted the edge of the mattress. I smiled as I pulled up a smaller compartment hidden in the box spring and gently placed my journal inside it. Amber… She is an imaginary person I wrote to when I was a child, before I was a princess. I had a dream one night and the only part I could remember was a girl named Amber Oppedisano.

I flopped back onto my bed and let out a huge sigh letting my long hair fan out, it was just like any other 17 year-old girl's room but mine had a second level and the walls were stone. My room is in one of the tower-like structures on the castle. The thunder roared outside again, muffled by the thick walls when there was a light knock on my oak bedroom door. I stood up quickly and fixed myself gently.

"Come in." I said softly and watched as the door opened slowly and a familiar person stepped into my room. I smiled brightly "Good afternoon Chester, how is your day going?" I asked politely and walked over to the young man in his uniform. Chester Valiente, my personal guard and one of the most top ranking soldiers in Scotland at the young age of 22 nodded politely back.

"My day is going fine thank you for asking Princess Jade." Chester said in his attractive Scottish accent, he smiled gently. I sighed gently and lightly tapped him on the arm with my fist.

"I've been telling you since I was 7 and I'll tell you know. You can call me Jade." I said with a smile, he sighed and rolled his bright blue eyes at me. "And at-ease soldier." I smiled. Chester laughed lightly and stood more casually then the normal arms-behind-the-back soldier posture. "So what brings you here Chester?" I asked, he must have come for a purpose of some sort.

"Your mother, Queen Jennifer and his honor King Robert II wants you in their study immediately." Chester said and rubbed his hand through his brown-blonde hair. I sighed and nodded, it must be important. My parents rarely used the word 'immediately' unless it was urgent.

"Alright, do you have any idea what this is about?" I asked as I started walking toward my door, there was a flash of light from the lightening. I heard Chester's footsteps behind me as I walked out to the stone hallway. I waited for him to be next to me before I started walking, I had slipped on some flats before leaving my room. I saw Chester shrug and shake his head.

"No but they seemed upset. You didn't do anything did you? You're not testing the new guy by sneaking out are you?" He asked with a half joking and half serious face. I laughed and shook my head, though that does sound like fun. "Don't even think about it."

"Well I know for sure I didn't do anything. And plus my mom is way too uptight. She criticizes me on everything I do, she said yesterday that I wasn't smiling like a princess." I said angrily as we walked toward my parents study. "I love my people but I didn't even want to be a princess in the first place." I let out an angry breath. I do truly love my people, I love going in town and meeting all the citizens of Scotland. I just feel that my people love me more then my own mother.

"Well, how do you feel about being a Princess now?" Chester asked in a comforting tone, him and Amber are the only ones I can confine to. Even though Amber isn't exactly real, she still counts. I sighed and thought for a few moments, listening to our echoing footsteps.

"I love being there for the people and I love being able to represent them, but I just want to get away from it all sometimes. I just want to be 7 years old again back in Seattle. Don't you wish you weren't a soldier sometimes?" I asked and looked at him as we made the last turn to my parents study. Chester held my eyes, blue into blue.

"No because I love what I do but our situations and positions are very different Princess Jade. It's understandable that you are overwhelmed but you do have responsibility just like me." he said in an understanding voice. I sighed and nodded knowing that he is right. Chester has been there for me most of my life yeah I mean most of the time it was when he was carrying me back to my room of his shoulder for sneaking out and lecturing me the whole way back, it was when he would come with me when I went out and met the great people of Scotland. When it was possible that it was just the two of us having lunch was when I could talk to him. Chester is my personal guard to keep me safe and even though we have to keep the relationship professional most of the time, he is my best friend. I knocked on the door lightly that was my parent's study and waited to be invited inside.

"Come in." my father's voice said in his Scottish accent, both my mother and my father are from Scotland originally but moved to America and had me. I am a citizen of both countries. Before I could, Chester opened the door for me with a gently smile now presuming a soldier posture again. I nodded politely at him and walked into the large room with high ceilings. There were portraits of past kings and queens of Scotland dating back to the 18th century, it was a habit of mine to look at my father's then my uncle's. My Uncle Robert, he was Robert Moore I, him and I were close before he died. My parents tried to shield me from true role at first but my uncle and I wrote hidden letters to each other for years. He had always addressed them to me as 'Dear My Sweet Princess Jade', I knew why when I was told of my role here in Scotland. I miss him dearly and was truly devastated when I heard that he was assassinated by an unknown killer.

I looked at my parents and smiled gently, curtsying down in front of them. My mother, a petite women with graying-brown hair and faded blue eyes smiled back at me gently though not with the same affection as I had given and motioned me to sit. My father on the other had, a average sized man with whitening-black hair and green eyes smiled at me with true affection but soon faded and was replaced with sadness.

"Jade dear, you remember that horrible incident in Seattle about a year ago? With the murders and the people going missing?" My father asked as he sat down slowly in the chair opposite me, my mom sitting next to him. I nodded and felt a pang of sadness, it was terrible news to hear about with so many innocents dead.

"Yes dad," I said and scratched my arm gently waiting for his response. I saw out of the corner of my eye Chester standing at attention in front of the door, his face expressionless at the moment.

"Well, the governor of Washington has asked if you would come and read the names of the dead and missing in Seattle at a ceremony to remember them. I believe it is something that you would want to do, correct?" my dad asked with a gently smile, now I understood why they had looked so upset is because Seattle was once their home too and remembering that so many of your old home are dead is very depressing. I smiled and nodded franticly then caught myself and nodded once.

"Yes dad, I would love to do that. Would either of you be accompanying me to Seattle?" I asked and looked for my dad to my mom, normally they are never apart so if one isn't going. The other surly wouldn't. My mother shook her head softly.

"No dear, we are staying here in Scotland but Latinate Chester and others of the Royal guard with been accompanying you." My mother said with a gentle smile "Everything has been arranged and you will be leaving for the States tomorrow night, hopefully this weather will have cleared up by then." She said, I nodded with a smile and looked out the window as a lightening bolt struck the Earth, it's already reminding me of home.