Hi guys! I wrote this story a while ago, and I'm putting it under revision so it is finished but I am going back through and editing some things. If you have any questions or comments let me know!

I do not own The Mortal Instruments Series... That belongs to Cassandra Clare... :)

Clary POV

I always thought of myself as ordinary. There wasn't much about me that was unusual, except some people told me that I was quite the artist, and had a way with animals. I guess they were right, I mean some of my work was pretty good, and some horses really liked me. I live in the kingdom of Evershire, and look just like most of the people there. I have red hair, green eyes, and I'm fairly short.

So I am basically an orphan even though my mom is still around. She has been in a coma for quite some time now... I guess around six years, or since I was ten. Luke, her best friend, has taken care of me since then. He's a pretty good "Dad", in replacement for my real one that killed himself years ago. I don't remember my dad at all, and my mom doesn't really talk about him. When I questioned her about it when I was younger, she just blew it off and avoided anything I asked about him.

My best friends are Simon and Isabelle. Simon is a total dork, but we love him anyways. We met because their parents and Luke and my mom are all friends. Isabelle's older brother Alec is a knight, and her younger brother Max hangs out with us sometimes. I love them all like siblings.

I also love horses, and work in the king's stable to help earn money for us. Not only does the extra money help, but I keep my horse Sundance there. The King likes her, and Sundance really likes his horse, Moonblink. I only discovered this a few weeks ago, when the king invited me to dinner.

I had no idea why at the time but later found out it was because Jace asked for me. Jace was his son, and beautiful by every definition of the word. He had golden hair, and the same color eyes. His appearance reminded everyone of an angel, though not his attitude. He was rude, sarcastic, and stuck up. Granted he was the prince, but he spent far too much time with the young noble women of his court if you ask me. He was well aware of his looks, and often used it to lure the ladies into relationships that meant nothing to him. Isabelle and I always talked about his inability to acknowledge the trail of broken hearts he left in his wake. He was either really oblivious, or simply didn't care. Given how he treated girls, Isabelle and I chose to believe the latter.

The day I was invited to dinner, I was out exercising Sundance, and had gotten permission to take Moonblink out too. The two horses went together like peanut-butter and jelly. They were adorable, because Sundance's golden fur and cream mane and tail accented Moonblink's blue/gray body and black mane and tail. I took them galloping, riding Sundance and ponying Moonblink. Most people wouldn't be able to handle the moody mare and feisty stallion, but I'd been working with horses since before I could walk, so I had no trouble. After about a mile, I reined them into a trot and vaulted onto Moonblink's back. It was a skill that I had perfected a while ago while riding Sundance and Simon's mare, Starshine, since he was sick. I tapped Moonblink's ribs with my heels, and he lurched forward again. We galloped through the forest, both the horses in top shape and in their prime. Soon the sweat was dripping off them both and working into foam on their necks and chests, and their nostrils were flaring with each breath. I touched the reins, and they both dropped to a trot. Turning them around, we headed back to the stable. When we got back, the King was watching us from his balcony. I looked down and pretended not to notice as I walked the horses out until their breathing returned to a normal. Getting down, I took the reins over their heads and led one on each side of me towards the crossties. Before I reached them, I heard my name.

"Clary!" I turned to see the king looking at me expectantly.

"Yes, your majesty?" I responded.

"Come up here for dinner." He commanded

"Yes Sir." I called back. Oh man. I had never set foot in the dining room, let alone have dinner. I wonder why I was invited.

I am also going to be putting a riddle at the end of every chapter and if you are the first one to answer correctly in a review you will get a shout out in the next chapter :)

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