Okay people. This isn't my first story, I have a new story, Perfect, out for Maximum Ride, so please check that out and review. Also, I may not update as often after Christmas Break, because, unfortunately, I am still in shool, even though I could be teaching most of the classes. Please read and review, I don't really care about flames, so... whatevs, just review. Btw, Congrats to It's5o'clockinthemorning! Thanks for the sweet review, and for guessing the right song! Anyone else gonna get it? Go review and let's find out!
-My name is Jeremy, I am a line break. Bzzzz-
I am Max, I live in the Feudal era, and I am a princess. Now, before we go into steriotypes, I am not stupid, I hate dresses, and I am more than capable of taking care of myself. My father, King Jebidiah, Jeb for short, rules the Northern Kingdoms. We are a harsh group, lackluster and only good for farming. In addition to our glorious kingdom, there are two others, the Sea and Southern Kingdoms. The Sea Kingdom is mostly made up of fishermen and log- cutters. (AN: Imagine the Sea Kingdom to be like Washington State.) The Southern Kingdom is mostly miners and fruit growers.
We couldn't really survive without each other, but tensions were rising between the Northern and Southern Kingdoms, so I was being sent as a negotiater because I am so well known for my lovely temper. (Sarcasm people, sarcasm.) So, today being my last day, my handmaids, Rebecca, who I call Nudge because that's what you have to do to get her to shut up, and Angel were dressing me up.
"Oooooh, Max! You would look so pretty in this one!" Nudge nearly yelled, holding up a darker sea-green dress with gold embroidery along the sleeves and hems, with an off the shoulder neckline.
"No, Nudge, I am not wearing that."
"Please, Max?" Both girls were now looking at me with huge puppy dog eyes, no. That wasn't the right word for them, Bambi eyes. That's it. Bambi eyes, and that's all I needed to cave to their inevatible will.
"Fine, but," I interupted their cheers, "no make-up and no jewelry. And that's final," I don't normally inforce any rules, but the make-up and jewelry was just something I couln't stand. As it was, I hated my dress, and I didn't need anything else making me irratible today. Luckily, the girls had no problems with this.
After I was dressed, i went straight to the stables to see me horse, a spirited chestnut mare I named Firestorm. As I walked in, I saw a horse I hadn't seen before, a black stallion with something of a temper, as he wouldn't let any of the other horses anywhere near his stall, and reaching over and nipping them if they tried. I called one of the stablehands over and asked him about the stallion. He told me that a transfer knight had come from the Sea Kingdom and was to be their ambassador and part of my guard.
Once I had ensured that Firestorm was ready for our trip starting tomorrow, I went to the King's Camp, a huge castle perched precariously on the side of a cliff. They had wanted me in a meeting the minute I hauled my lazy self out of bed, but horses are more important than parents, right? As I walked through all of the rich decor, plush carpets, golden statues, and other Royal Garbage, as I called it, I finally got to the meeting room, and was greeted with a very loud, "WHERE ARE YOU MAXIMUM RIDE?