AN: All recognizable characters belong to T.P. and as much as I want to, I cannot claim them as my own :P
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Preface/Intro
It's amazing how your life can change in the course of a day, for example…let's take a look at my life, shall we? This morning I woke up as per usual, got ready, ate some breakfast and headed to school. Boring right? I know it's been my daily routine for the past 12 years. At school I talked to a few friends, made a few weekend plans, and all in all tried to make it through the day as quickly and quietly as possible. Not so bad right? Just you wait…things turn freaky soon enough. As soon as the bell rung signaling the end of the day, I practically sprinted to my best friend's car in the juniors parking lot and we high-tailed it out of there. Approximately 15 minutes later I'm unlocking my front door and entering into what was supposed to be my house…and as you might've guessed, that was not where I ended up.
Presently I'm standing in the middle of a very large stone room, the walls are decorated with fine tapestries and glinting metal shields that were bright with color. Sweeping my eyes around the occupants in the room I notice every pair of eyes happen to be on me, which is slightly unnerving I must admit.
"Who are you? What is your business here? Where are you from?" a very loud and powerful voice spoke. Looking ahead of me I saw a man sitting on a throne, beside him in a similar yet definitely more feminine throne sat a woman, who had to be the most beautiful woman there ever was.
Replying back, my voice wavered, "My names…Abigail. Where am I, I swear I had just walked through my front door and…and now…I …I'm here. Wherever here is…" Now I pride myself on being that tough girl who really doesn't show her emotions, is always angry, and takes shit from no one…but every now and then I get thrust into a situation where I turn into that shy, little, timid girl again…and to be frank, it pisses me off.
"Where are you from, Abigail?" spoke a quieter voice that seemed so soft and caring, and yet gave the impression that it could control armies. I quickly looked at the woman, she had a soft smile on her face, and I tried to think of what to say next.
"I…I ahh….I'm from…" and before I could finish a pair of large brass and silver doors behind me burst open. Spinning around I see two figures, completely decked out in vintage armor leading a tall, handsome man in a full black robe, a smaller woman with brown curls wearing a tunic and pants, and boy about my age I would guess (definitely my definition of hot!) , wearing similar (yet decidedly more extravagant) attire as the woman.
"Father, may I speak to you privately for a moment please? Pardon my intrusion miss." He spoke as he walked around the armored figures, and came to stand beside me. I swear I almost melted when he turned toward me with those piercing blue eyes. I was about to tell him 'Don't sweat it' when the man, (well it's pretty obvious that he's a king) when the king spoke.
"I am afraid that will not be possible at this moment Roald. Miss Abigail here needs to answer a few questions first." As soon as I heard his name, everything hit me at once. I'm in Tortall, I'm in Corus, I AM IN A FREAKING BOOK! I started gasping, you know…your average panic attack and started to faint. Before hitting the ground, and before the darkness took up a temporary residence in my mind, I felt arms slipping around my body, and thankfully did not feel the stone beneath my feet on my head.
Tell me what you think? I don't have a definate pairing at the moment (even if it seems a bit obvious) and I'm up to suggestions... so...cookie to whoever leaves a comment and two cookies for comments that I like! (: Have a nice day!