Hey...I'm a YouTuber, really, I'm not used to writing.. I really don't know how to express it.. Oh well. I would like to make perfectly clear that 'Queen Amanda' is just Amy. Amanda Rosemary = Amy Rose.
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The pink furred hedgehog touched the icy glass, the silk scarlet dress shifting as her high heels scratch the tile floor. Her curly locks tightly pulled into a bun at the back of her skull. Her forest green eyes follow the form outside the two story castle window. She felt a warm tear form in her sober eyes, she inhales deeply. "Return by summer, my dear King." She says in a soft, broken voice. Her forehead rested on the window, the condensation turning into liquid on her forehead. It oozes down her cheeks like her tears, she gasps as her palms got wet from the condensation watching her husband riding off with his guards. He glares back at her for a moment, his eyes shine the shade of her dress, his fur black as pitch with a tan muzzle. Amanda whimpers lightly, stepping towards the large bed by the window. It was only dawn and her heart was ill. Amanda follows the steps to make herself stop crying; remembering her old name, Amanda Rosemary, her old life, her mother, her Aunt and her Aunt's young child. She plopped on the bed, making a thud as her bottom lip quivered. He would be gone for five months, it was only the beginning day of July.
She lets out a heavy breath, she was four months pregnant and she simply had five months left. He well not be here on time, she wished and preyed that her hedgie would know their own father's sent. She rubs her stomach then laid on her side, she still inhales shaking. Her exhales crackly, she heard a maid walk in.
"Queen Dark, are you alright? Need a drink or breakfast?" The small, high pitched servant girl opens the door. Her dress was torn and ragged, her ears perky as her deep brown eyes gleamed seeing the queen and not the furious king.
"No, servant, step in." Amanda kept herself up by one elbow. The small six year old rabbit toured inside the room, her bare feet dragging in mud.
"Come to me." The pink sixteen year old orders, the servant quickly obeyed. The queen abruptly embraced the girl, the dirty child stared at her. "Hug me back." She says weakly, she needed comfort and the slave child was adorable.
The rabbit did cling to the queen. Amanda pulls the girl on her lap. "Tell me your name."
"I named myself Cream." She smiles. Amanda blinks, what a peculiar name.
"Odd." She mumbles, the little girl blushes and let her ears cover the blush. Amanda still held her tight, allowing the servant to squirm to get comfortable in her tight arms; but did not the girl go.
"Cream, you will be given a bath after breakfast.." Amanda strokes her ear, making Cream twitch and close her right eye. "You will be staying with me until my King returns, understand?"
"U-understood your highness." Cream nods her head quickly, letting her ears flop. Amanda wipes some dirt from the thin white fur of the muzzle of the servant.