Chapter 1: Fated Meeting

The Kingdom of Avondia was a hidden jewel and could easily be mistaken for a kingdom that had been enchanted to be trapped within an eternal Winter; However, the reality was that the royal family's ancestral castle was built and carved into the mountain that cast a peaceful shadow over the local village that was covered with the snow from the same mountain's peak when it would fall down upon them as if by magic.

The King and Queen were a kind and caring couple to both each other, their subjects and their one and only son, Prince Erik. King Charles had ruled over Avondia for the past 25 years and soon it would be his son's turn to take up the throne... However, No one had ever set eyes upon the prince as he was a very private and sheltered person whom preferred his solitude.

Prince Erik upon the day of his coronation that would proclaim him the new King of Avondia would also then be married to Princess Christine of the neighbouring kingdom, Misthaven. Princess Christine would become Erik's Queen... The only problem was that she and Erik could not stand each other. It seems that even in a kingdom that looks like pure magic can still have its rough patches... However, It was within the local village that it seemed a strange and inexpiable chance of fate was about to occur.

Princess Christine and her Lady's maid, Madame Giry were travelling to the local village in order for Christine to be measured for the dress she would wear upon the day of her wedding to Erik and she was far from interested or happy about the matter,

"I wish I could run away" Christine grumbled as the carriage carried her and Madame Giry into the village that was currently being decorated for the Christmas season,

"Erik is a good man, your highness... Perhaps if you and he gave each other a chance..." Antoinette tried but Christine simply looked at her unimpressed,

"He hates me just as much as I hate him, Madame Giry. You should know how... Infuriating he is more than anyone" Christine grumbled as they climbed out of the carriage once it pulled up outside the tailors,

"... Erik is a delicate heart... Ever since he was injured..." Antoinette tried but Christine simply brushed her off as she always did whenever the subject of Erik's injury was brought up.

Christine insisted in sitting in the carriage whilst Antoinette headed over to the local bakery to place an order for the upcoming coronation. The bell that hung above the bakery door gave a welcoming jingle as Antoinette entered the establishment and smiled at the pleasant scent of baked goods that reached her nose as she looked around at the freshly made goodies and Christmas Cookies,

"Hello?... I'm here on behalf of the palace. The King and Queen wish to employ your services for the Prince's upcoming coronation" Antoinette called towards the kitchen that sat within the back area of the shop before picking up a free sample off a tray that sat upon the counter just as the owner made her way into the shop area,

"Hello, sorry I was just getting a fresh batch out of the oven" she explained and Madame Giry looked up at her but her eyes soon widened in shock and the Christmas Cookie dropped from her hand...

Antoinette soon rushed out of the bakery and threw open the door to the carriage, startling Christine,

"Antoinette, What's wrong?" Christine asked in concern,

"... You need to see this" Antoinette insisted before pulling the princess from the carriage and into the bakery much to the surprise of the carriage driver.

Christine stood shocked as she looked upon the owner of the Bakery whom soon wore the same shocked expression,

"That's..." Christine struggled,

"Impossible..." The baker finished as she looked upon the Princess stunned,

"You... Look... Exactly..." she tried,

"Like me..." Christine finished and Antoinette could only smile despite her shock,

"Almost... The features are the same but... Her Highness has brunette curls and... You my dear have auburn curls... Coated in a fair amount of flour" She admitted with an amused chuckle,

"I'm sorry... I didn't catch your name" she prompted kindly,

"I... Errrr... My name is Amelia... Amelia Bronston" The baker finally managed as she continued to look upon her spitting double that was the Princess whom soon developed a smile,

"... The King and Queen wanted to hire you to assist with the desserts that would have been served at my fiance's coronation... But now... I think I have a much better idea" Christine pondered causing Antoinette to look at her with concern,

"Your Highness?..." she inquired,

"I may not have a choice about getting married and I accept that but... I would love at least a few weeks of freedom. I want to live as if I were a normal girl... Not a princess..." Christine admitted before looking at Amelia with a smile,

"I never believed that I would ever be able to experience my desired freedom but... Now I have the chance" she announced and Amelia instantly held up her hands,

"Whoa, absolutely not. There is no way I am going to impersonate royalty... I have no idea why we look so much alike, your highness but... I just... I can't" Amelia told her but Christine smiled before removing her cloak,

"I would be eternally grateful... Please... Can you imagine what its like to be forced to marry someone you don't love?... It would only be for a few weeks and after the Prince's coronation we will switch back without a single person knowing... I get my taste of freedom and you get to experience the royal treatment for a few weeks" Christine pleaded and Amelia still looked stunned as she took everything in and found herself looking to Madame Giry whom sighed but smiled,

"The Princess has always wanted to feel what its like to be free" Antoinette told her and Amelia sighed,

"I... Well... I guess it wouldn't really... Hurt anyone for us to swap places for a few days" she said causing Christine to jump up and down excitedly before throwing her cloak around Amelia's shoulders and pulled the hood up over her head,

"Thank you. Thank you so much...Right, We need to get you to the castle and find you something to wear... As well as a wig that will make your hair look more like my own" Christine told her Lady's Maid and Amelia before ushering them both back into the carriage that soon carried them back towards the castle.

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