Author's Note: Hi, This is my first fanfiction. this is going to make for a long series, so brace yourself.

This has A LOT of OC's because it's all about Selphy's past right?

Disclaimer: I don't own Selphy or any of the Rune Factory games. If I did, I'd... I don't know, party or something.

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The Plight of Selphius Josephine

Chapter 1: Princess in Misery

"It's true, Valye, I'm a freak" Artik said, swinging his holy axe around to his shoulder.

"No, Artik, I am the freak here, I am the one with wings I-" I slammed closed the book.

Seriously, why would someone write a book only to have lustful feelings be sent back and forth? There needs to be more in a book, right?

Usually, I love books, but this one made me mad. I think that this book might be the only one I'll never finish. I tossed the book away into the pile of books I had already read, and planned to sell it to some drunk.

During my mental raving of the idiotic book I almost didn't hear my mother calling me from the main hall. I walked down the stairs in my ridiculous pink dress, (Ugh!) uncomfortable pump high heels (Double Ugh!) and jewelry that dangled everywhere around my blouse and wrists (Ugh Ugh Ugh!). As I walked down, my thoughts slipped back to what had happened the day before.

My parents told me that I was to be wed to a man I didn't even know. I should have seen this coming, since I am royalty, and my 19th birthday was only a week away. The potential groom was going to arrive this afternoon, which meant I couldn't steal away from my class to do some reading before dinner.

I successfully manage to walk down the winding staircase without falling over, and one of the ladies-in-waiting placed my crown on my head. My mother shooed her away, and she curtsied and walked off.

I sighed about being pulled away before I was able to find another book. My mother led me over to the throne room, then turned right and helped 'escort' me to a room where my studies were to be held.

I sat down in the comfortable chair and sighed.

My name is Selphius Josephine, Princess of Norad.

And I'm totally miserable.

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I laid down in the chair sideways with my feet dangling across the arms of the armchair. It was not the most comfortable position to be in while in a skirt, but it sufficed for what I was going to do.

I signaled my unofficial lady-in-waiting, Tallie, to come over. Tallie was considered a servant to the rest of the court, but she was more helpful then my own ladies-in-waiting.

"I need you to get me a book, I don't care which. Just take one from the pile in my closet," I told her.

Tallie's pink curly bob flipped behind her as she curtsied and walked off to my room.

As I waited for either Tallie to come back or for my 'fashionably late' tutor to arrive, I began to think about this potential suitor.

My parents had told me that I was to be wed to the son of a champion of a war that happened a long time ago overseas. He had apparently had gone through his own fair share of battles, but that was dubious. He was 20, a year and a week older than me. If he was in as many battles as Mother and Father had said, he would have had to be the Army's little drummer boy.

As Tallie handed me a hardcover book and slipped away to dust the fireplace, I glanced at the cover. Just Ella. The book was old, so I was unable to see the author's name on the front cover. The cover portrayed a regal-looking girl with an apparent 'rip' in the cover, showing her in ordinary peasant clothing. The cover looked promising, but I had learned from the previous book I had been reading that you should never judge a book by its cover. Whether it is good or bad.

I was about to open the book open to view its content before I heard the door creak open. I immediately dropped the book on the floor and sat up straight. Most princesses would not be concerned when their tutor arrived, but I was not like most princesses.

Madame Maxine was not the nicest or most interesting tutor I had ever come across. She wore mundane clothing, with browns and grays, with normal cloth. She taught boring classes, and didn't even let me read in class. How terrible was that! She was too interested in making me look as suitable as possible. Did I mention that she'd whack my fingers with a stick if she didn't like what I was doing? It happened a lot. Plus she spoke in this really annoying accent that just made me want to scream.

"Princessie, it is time fo' your lezzon, please repeat afta' me," Madame Maxine said. "Princessies must always wear drezzies, and must neva' eat lemonz, Princessies must always eat small cakez, and neva' spend the dayz away reading boring bookz. Nawo, repeat,"

"No," I back talked her ridiculous comment. "That's stupid. 'Lemonz,' and reading books don't rhyme, and all of your stupid comments like this need to rhyme, so I can remember them easier."

"Stoopid girl!" she smacked the stick against the knuckles on my right hand. That was my page turning hand! I thought. I looked up at my tutor. "You must learn to respect your elda's" she said in that annoying accent.

As she began to rave about how stupid I was, I watched a large brown spider crawl down from its web and slide down until it was hovering over the large mass of black hair that belonged to Maxine. It was Tallie who manage to give the warning signal to Maxine for the creature's presence.

"Excuse me Madame, but there is a big spider floating above your head." My servant said grinning. Apparently she disliked my tutor as much as I did.

It took a few seconds for my heavy tutor to crane her double chinned neck to see the little creature. "Aaggghh! Spider!" she shrieked and batted it out of the sky.

The poor spider landed on the soft carpet next to the book that I wanted to read. It crawled up the armchair, and I jumped up.

Madame Maxine picked up Just Ella and was about to use my precious book for a spider-swatter before I grabbed her wrist and pulled my book out of her hands.

"W'at did you do that for?" she asked.

"You should never use a book to squish insects! Think about the books feelings! Would you want to be used to squish a spider?" I yelled at her.

Then Maxine started yelling at me in French –or at least, what I thought was French- and then stormed out of the room. Little did she know that the spider had decided to climb onto the edge of her skirt. With a few shrieks down the hall, not just Maxine's, I decided that this would be the perfect time for me to slip away into my room and end my studies. I began to sneak out of the room, but was blocked by my sister, Reannin.

Reannin was the beauty out of the two of us. She had curly brown hair, a turquoise short-sleeved dress, and (at least in my opinion) the best features of our mother's. All I inherited from mother was the size of… my… um…

Reannin thankfully interrupted my thoughts. "Macie wanted me to get you ready for meeting the night."

I groaned. Reannin's version of 'getting ready' was smothering me with dresses until she found one that she thought would make me most appealing to this suitor.

I waved goodbye to Tallie and walked out with my older sister, hoping that this suitor would be better then they guy who burned books.

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Author's note: sorry if the beginning was slow, this is my first time at it, you know? thanks for reading, and Review if you want!

Fairy