My new Fabrevans story! It's AU. This chapter is kind of short. Just introducing Quinn/Sam. Hope you like and review!

Once upon a time, there was a princess and a stable boy…

Quinn Fabray, better known to everyone as Princess Lucy, entered the library. She didn't particularly like to read, however her mother insisted that she get a good education. Her tutors had left for the day, leaving her with things to look over. She would have rather been out roaming the grounds around the castle but ever since her sixteenth birthday; Quinn was not allowed out alone. She had to have a companion and chaperone at all times.

It wasn't fair. Her brother got to do whatever he pleased. He would one day be king and she would forever be the daughter or sister to someone in power. How she hated it. Sure, she liked being able to boss people around. And it was beyond a doubt that she was the prettiest girl in the land. Being beautiful and royal got her whatever she wanted. Except the ability to be free.

Quinn sat down with her book, leafing through the pages. It was an Astronomy book. Her favorite thing to do was to go out on her balcony late at night and look up at the stars. They made her feel so small and so restless at the same time.

As she found herself immersed in the description of Venus, a noise was heard outside. She barely registered it but it was growing louder and she was finding it harder and harder to concentrate on the book. She got up and tossed the book into the seat. "This better be good!"

She walked to the nearest window and looked out of it. She was high up but she could still see some of the servants pretty good. The girl started wondering about them, what were their names? She knew the entire inside servants but she only knew the stable master's name. Quinn couldn't think of why there was such a commotion going on until she remembered that her father had brought in some servants from a poor land, trying to give them a better life. She decided that her father was good man and a worthy ruler. She wished she would have a chance to rule. She longed for the power of having a whole army ready for her command. What she would give to be able to make men go to war for her. Sure, she was beautiful, but she was no Helen of Troy. If she wanted that same reaction, she would have to be in charge. That would never happen so she snapped out of her day dream and paid attention to the scene before her.

Quinn watched as the new servants were shown to their quarters. Those with families would be given a small house. And the single men or women would room together based on gender. As she looked at the new faces, one caught her eye. He was handsome. His hair was blond and his face had very nice angles. She felt herself staring him too long and she blushed. This was ridiculous. She was the princess. He was a mere servant. She shook it off and went back to reading.

*S&Q*

The caravan of servants had traveled a few days. They were ready to reach their destination. This new kingdom promised work and food, everything his family needed. His dad was a blacksmith and would find a place to work in this kingdom easily. His mom, like most women of the time, stayed at home, cooking and cleaning. He had two younger siblings, Stevie and Stacey. Stevie was ten and Stacey was eight. Both too young to work in town. And his name was Sam. He was seventeen and strong. Most boys would already be working for a specific trade, usually what their father did, but not Sam. He had always been horrible with blacksmithing.

So, when his family had decided to go along with the move, he was asked what sort of job he was willing to do. He had always had a way with animals, so the boy decided to be a stable boy for the royal horses. In all honesty, he craved to be a knight. He knew it would be impossible, but taking care of the horses would put him in as close as possible.

Finally, the caravan reached the kingdom. His family was assigned a home and he was taken to the castle. He would be rooming with other young single men. He had already met one of them. His name was Michael, though he went by Mike. The man, he was nineteen, was going to be a tutor for Prince William, Princess Lucy and Princess Francis.

Sam had heard about the princesses. They said Princess Francis was the more desirable princess, but Princess Lucy had something about her that made her stand out. He shrugged it off. It's not like it should matter to him. They would only be down to the stables to ride. And his job would be to shovel horse poop or help them clean their horses. Plus, he was a servant. They wouldn't look twice.