Hello to everyone out there! :D (If there's anyone reading this.)

This is where it all began. From a few enactments on Wizard101, to a story on here! I guess you could say I was partly AlliyahtheAuthor's inspiration in creating this story. Then, I was accepted to help her edit, and even collaborate with her! And here I am now, writing my own take of the story. :)

*Please Note: I'm not plagiarizing. I added my own little twist to these first few chapters, am stating who it's originally from, and asked her personally for her permission, which she approved.

Just for the sake of it, I want to show you how AlliyahtheAuthor started her copy. Her writing isn't in italics.

Hello, readers! This is my newest book, and it's about my favorite world, Avalon. I would like to say that my best friend on Wizard101, Destiny, has deeply inspired me to write this. Thank you so much, Destiny! :) Anyways, on with the story! Enjoy! :D

Christina's P.O.V.

"Wake up!"

I was woken up by some vigorous shaking. I pulled the red covers over my head. My usually perfect, curly, scarlet red hair was all frizzy from tossing and turning last night. Realizing I wasn't coming out of bed any time soon, my Lady-in-Waiting Destiny decided to take another approach. She started yelling into my ear.

"Christina! It's time to get ready! The sun's shining and the birds are chirping!"

I bet she was frowning when I didn't respond. "Don't make me do it… You know how much I'd hate it."

Unlike usual, I didn't jump out of bed after her daily threat, which she never actually used against me before. It wasn't like she was gonna start doing it now right? Wrong. For the first time, Destiny took the ends of my gold flower designed counterpane and poppy red blankets, throwing them to a corner where I couldn't reach them. I'd have to stretch if I wanted them back so badly. It was chilly not having anything but a thin pink night gown to cover my body. Opening my eyes for a second, I spotted Destiny standing idly in front of my bed, her desperate, ocean blue eyes staring back at me.

I groaned, burying myself into the white sheets underneath. "It's too early..."

"Suit yourself sleepyhead."

Destiny abruptly turned around to open up the silk red curtains. Light filled the beautiful room and shone on her wavy, chestnut-brown hair that went past her shoulders. The colors of my chamber brightened with its royal red walls, a huge closet, and luxurious bed. After she tied the heavy curtains back with two golden cords, she turned back to face me, all snuggled up in my snow white sheets.

"You're going to miss Jane's special pancakes," she lured.

With that, I bolted upright. Hurriedly, I slipped my feet into my fancy, ruby-red shoes with short heels and garbed myself into my favorite red and white dress with gold accents. Last but not least, I adjusted my delicate tiara that was adorned with rubies and diamonds.

"She's making her special pancakes?"

A huge grin splattered across her face. "Mmm-hmm."

I slid down the stair's railing, even though everyone has told me not to many, many times, and headed straight to the dining room.

I greeted my father, King Artorius. "Morning dad!"

He welcomed us warmheartly. "Good morning Christina. Good morning Destiny."

My dad had always treated Destiny as if she was a daughter of his for as long as I can remember. We were all very close. Destiny and I sat across from each other, and I clapped my hands in excitement as Jane brought a platter of rose shaped, red velvet pancakes to the table.

"Thank you Jane!" blessed Destiny.

"Yes, thank you!" I champed with a mouthful of pancake.

Jane winked at us. "It's my pleasure."

"Peach jam anyone?" my dad offered.

"Yes please!" I accepted appreciatively.

After breakfast, I notified Destiny that I was going to ask my father. Ask him what, I didn't need to say. We had planned this for ages. I promenaded to my father's throne room. I'd normally knock before entering, but I was so adrenalized that I completely forgot. I've been meaning to have this conversation with him since I was six years old. I just hoped I wasn't interrupting anything. He wouldn't have been too pleased about me randomly barging in on an important meeting. Thankfully, I wasn't.

"Um, Dad?"

He dismissed a servant he was conversing with and sat comfortably facing me. "Yes honey?"

"You know how knights become knights when they turn sixteen years old?" I maundered.

"...Yes."

"Since I'll be turning sixteen on my next birthday, I would like your permission to become a knight."

I knew that girls weren't allowed to become knights, but I was a princess. My dad would let me be a knight… Right? That's what I concluded.

"Absolutely not!" he affirmed, all flustered.

"What? Why not?"

"You are a princess. You must start learning to take care of the kingdom! Not only that, but you might get hurt. What would we do then?" he explained, apprehensive.

"Oh…"

I wanted to complain to him that it wasn't fair, but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere with King Artorius. He was just as stubborn as me. I curtsied, then quickly exited the throne room. I ran straight to Destiny's room.

Destiny's room was unlike any other room in the castle. She didn't have a fancy bed, a cushioned couch, expensive silk curtains, or deluxe closet like I did in my room. Instead, she had a patchwork blanket on her bed that she hand sewed herself. Her closet was of a simple structure which contained plain dresses of hers she also fabricated, and a bedside table next to her bed with a pocket book filled with lines of poetry place on top. A miniature pot sat in front of the window, with a flower just beginning to bloom. Even though the room was pretty cramped, it also seemed comfy.

"Hello Christina!" she welcomed profoundly.

As soon as she caught a glimpse of my face, she knew something was wrong. "What happened?"

"I… I asked him about the knight thing…" I informed her.

"I take it it didn't go so well..." she assumed.

I nodded.

"It'll be okay. We'll find something else to do." She gave me a warm hug.

"But being a knight is my dream!" I despaired.

"I know. But there's nothing we can do now." She frowned, genuinely upset as well.

Then I got an idea.

"Unless…" I started.

"Unless?"

"Unless I become a knight, just without him knowing!" I finished.

"What? But-but he's the king! He's knows everything!" stuttered Destiny.

"And I'm his daughter. I know how to keep him off track," I winked.

Destiny hesitated. She was normally the one who prevented me from doing crazy things like this. But eventually, she turned to face me, and I caught excitement in her eyes.

She made up her mind. "Let's do this."

Destiny and I had lived in this castle since we were little children. We knew the ins and outs of the palace, especially Destiny. Often times when I was outside doing activities with my father, she wished to wander the palace grounds alone, discovering lots of secret passageways.

Destiny's green-blue eyes twinkled. "I think that this one will be good for our knightly base."

She pushed in a loose gray brick making a wall opened up. After we entered, I put my finger up to my chin in thought.

"I think I can work with this…" I devised mischievously.

There were the small tables as well as the dusty chairs that littered the rectangular room. From the closest room, I pushed in a couch down the hall and up the spiral stairs we previously took. My father would never notice anything I'd add here missing since we had so much furniture all over the palace.

"So. Now that we have a base, we need to learn to fight," gathered Destiny.

"Ha! Like I even need to learn. I've watched so many knights, it should come naturally," I believed.

Destiny gave me a look that meant, Uh-huh. Yeah right.

"We need to get someone to teach us, but all the knights would tell the King…" Destiny formulated dismally.

"What about… Malory?" I considered.

"You mean Sir Malory? Are you sure? We can't go around telling everyone about this…" she questioned, perturbed. "In fact, I don't think it's safe to tell boys at all."

"You're right about all the other boys, but Malory is my friend. He wouldn't tell dad," I reassured her.

"Okay... I trust you."

On that day, Destiny and I formed the first secret girls' knights' organization.

We formed the Knights of the Silver Rose.