Hiya, people! Shira yet again, back with yet another Zel/Ame ficcie for your reading enjoyment. These first chapters are going to be a little on the short side, but no worries, okay? It's worth it. So, read and review minna-san!

"Princess Amelia, time for a conference."

"Princess, you're late for a meeting."

"Time to go settle a contract, Princess."

"You can't go to the gardens now, Princess, you have a kingdom to learn how to run."

"No, you can't leave the palace now, the kingdom needs you."

"I wouldn't advise that, Princess."

"You shouldn't leave the palace walls, Princess, it's dangerous."

By the end of the day, Amelia was completely tired out. Once she finally made it to her room, all she could do wall flop onto her comfortable bed. She stretched her arms above her head, yawning. Groaning, Amelia forced herself up so she could change into her pajamas.

Being a princess was too difficult. Everyone was always telling her how she should behave how she should dress, what she could and couldn't do... It was infuriating. It was like she couldn't be her true self around all these people. She'd always thought that as a princess she'd tell everyone else what to do, not the other way around.

After Amelia slipped into her fuzzy pink pajamas, Amelia curled up on her bed under her covers. The silk pillowcase was cool against her cheek, and she smiled despite everything she went through that day. She'd had to settle two disputes between cities, signed a half dozen contracts, went to a million conferences, and whenever she asked to leave the palace or even go to the gardens, everyone advised her not to.

Amelia didn't see what all the fuss was about. Who would want to kill the princess of Seyruun? They were the keepers of peace. They didn't make enemies with people. So why were her stewards so against her leaving the palace? They were all afraid for her safety, but there wasn't really anything to fear, was there?

Yawning, Amelia wondered what it would be like to be out traveling again like she used to. Go from day to day without knowing where she'd go, who she'd meet, or what would happen to her. She loved living like that. It was so exciting!

Suddenly Amelia felt wide awake again. What if she left the palace without asking? What if she... she ran away? She saw no reason why she shouldn't. She could leave the palace if she wanted to. She was, after all, a teenager. She could go where she wanted if she wanted to.

But what would her father think if she ran away? No, she wouldn't tell him. She wouldn't tell anyone. She'd just leave for a day, and then come back that night. It wouldn't be any big deal. She just wanted to go out and see the trees again. She'd be back before anyone could miss her.

Smiling, Amelia relaxed, and slowly let herself drift off to sleep. She remembered once that people said she was very predictable. Well, she'd show them who was predictable. No one would predict she'd run off, even if it was only for a day.