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"Come back 'ere ya little runt" yelled the gruff man, running to catch up to the child. The little girl, no more then ten, looked back and kept running, doing her best to lose the man. She quickly saw the road blocked by 6 horses in a line of two. She grinned to herself and ran for the middle. The guards looked surprised but then grinned when the man on the only black horse leaned down and swung an arm around the girl's waist to grab her. He then covered her mouth to keep her from shouting. The little girl's eyes grew huge. Oh no! Now I'm gonna get it. Her captor made a hand signal with his hands and the guards, slightly smiling, circled around to keep him from being seen. The gruff man had finally came to the horses looked at the group and seeing how they were guards asked them if they had seen the little brat. On one who was had two conjoining rings on his clock, naming him commander, asked if it was his daughter. The man huffed and shook his head saying. "That runt? No way. She stole somethin from me" The commander then shrugged and the guff man left, muttering.
The man on the black horse finally uncovered the little girl's mouth. "I didn't steal milord. Honest I didn't" The man laughed. "I never said you did. But why does the man agree differently?" he asked kindly. She looked up in his aqua colored eyes and then looked down. "Me and my friend was watching him make stuff when my friend pushed me down, took something and ran. I ran to catch up but the man thought I stole it not him. And honest I didn't do notin." The man nodded "I believe you. But why don't I and my companions bring you to your parents to keep you out of any trouble you might start." The little girl looked away again. "I don't have any parents. They died a long time ago." The man looked shocked, as did some guards. "Do you have an relatives?" She shook her head and he cursed then grinned when an idea came to her head. "Then why don't I take you home. You have nothing we need to get do we?" The girl raised her silver eyes with shock. "Milord you cant just take me home. I'm a commoner. I have no doing in a nobles home." The Man laughed again. " Oh hush. I'm allowed to bring home whomever I want. Now tell me your name." Her eyes were still wide when she answered. "Ragelin" after a few passing moments she added. "Ragelin Slayer" At this the guards turned to look at her and the man made a face. "I thought you said you had no relatives." She nodded. "I don't count them as relatives. They take care of me but they don't really care what happens or nothin." The man nodded his eyes understanding. "Well then so your brother and sister wouldn't mind if I took you home. I surely don't plan on dyeing anytime soon." The commander grinned and spoke also. "Nor I, little lady" She looked at the guard then back to the man. "No you won't die and they won't mind. I'm not even supposed to say I'm their younger sister." The man nodded and then made a hand signal with his hand. "Well then Ragelin I'm bringing you home." Ragelin played with the silky man of the horse until a thought came to her. "Where do you live, milord?" The man leaned forward and pointed up the long road to the palace. "Milord you live in the palace? I really can't go in there. All them nobles won't like me. And the King and Queen will hate me. Not to mention the prince. He'll think I deserve the streets when he hears who my family is." The man laughed again, a pleasant sound that came from the heart. "And where did you hear that the Prince would hate you so?" She frowned as if mad that he not only didn't get her yet he was laughing. "Because he is the Prince and a Knight. He has better things to do then play with common folk like me." The man shook his head. "If you want to think that way then go ahead." Ragelin looked up at the very large castle that kept getting bigger as they got closer. "Milord" she whispered. "Yes Ragelin?" "Who are you?" The man laughed and she noticed his arm tightened around her waist. "Ragelin, I'm Anthony. The Prince of Tortall." She gasped and her head whipped around to stare at him. "Oh my highness. Why are you doing this to me?" She whined. "You are going to get me in trouble or Punish me." Anthony laughed. "I will not. Calm down. Have I done one thing so far that might suggest a beating or otherwise?" Ragelin blushed, and shook her head. "No" "Good. Now enough of this muttering. Were here." They had stopped in the Royal stables. Many of the grooms and nobles who were there at the moment stared at the little girl and whispered to their companion about who she was. The commander got down first and then opened his arms to Ragelin. She stood there staring at him when he laughed. "Well come on, little lady. I'm not going to stand here all days and I'd hate to think what would happen if I turned around just when you jump." Ragelin shyly smiled and jumped and caught her. Putting her on the ground softly. "I'm Stanton Ayorn. Commander of the Royal Guards." She smiled at him when a hand touched her shoulder. "Come on Ragelin. I need to introduce to some people." Ragelin smiled up at Anthony and looked back at Stanton. "Bye Stanton." He ruffled her hair. "Bye little lady." He walked away with the rest of his troops. "Ready?" Asked the Prince. Ragelin bit her lip but nodded.
Anthony led her through the huge doors, through other small doors, down lots of halls and so on. Mother God, I'm already lost and I'm not even leading. Then finally came to an Oak door that was closed. Ragelin frowned at it. "I thought we was to go to the throne room?" Anthony shook his head, a smile playing on his lips. "No. You can't expect the King and Queen to be there all the time. They are very busy people." Ragelin's looked at him. "O" He laughed and knocked. "Then what is this room?" She asked as politely as she could. "This is my Fathers study. He's in here much more then anywhere else." "Who's there?" Asked a deep, commanding voice. "It is I, Father and I've brought a guest." "Come in. Come in." Anthony opened the door and walked in, trailed by Ragelin. "Well hello, Anthony. Say hello to your mother" Ragelin watched as he walked over to a lady sitting on the window seal, doing embroidery. Ragelin gasped at the lady. So this was the queen, the one who everyone said was the goddess in disguise. She could see why. She had a heart-shaped face and deep dark eyes. Her hair was as black as a ravens win, and bound around it was a silver circlet set with pearls. Her voice was low sweet voice when she spoke. "Hello my son. I see you are faring well." Anthony nodded and kissed her once on both cheeks. "Mother, Father this is Ragelin." In her mind Ragelin hoped he wouldn't say her last name. The king and queen would surly hate her then. "Ragelin Slayer." She cursed him. The Queen rose a curved eyebrow while the king smiled slightly, his gray-blue eyes laughing. "Come here, My Child." Said the Queen with a commanding voice. Ragelin tiptoed as close as she dared while the queen looked her over. She nodded in approval, though Ragelin didn't know what of. Ragelin opened her voice to speak but instead of speaking a huge yawn over took her. The Queen chuckled richly. "I think you need a nap, Ragelin." The Queen said her name with an accent. Like Ra-sha-lean. Ragelin pouted "But I'm not tired." Anthony laughed. "I'll show her to her room, mother." The queen smiled. "Good. Off with you now." Anthony led her away from the room and down more halls and up stairs. What she didn't know was that he was leading her to the Royal Quarters. He continued to lead her until they came to a room with no name on the nameplate yet. Anthony took out a key and unlocked the door. He gestured for her to open it and she did so. Ragelin gasped when she saw the room. It was huge. There were many padded chairs, a small table and other things. "This is your sitting room. Come now and I'll show you the rest. He opened one door and she saw that it led to her bedroom, which had a huge canopy bed with clear sheers, just like a princess might have. There was a desk in one corner and 3 chairs. Plus a window seat. Of course there was the expected dresser and closet. Then there was the privy. She was quite impressed. "Now then. Off to bed you go. I'll come to get you for dinner. Ok?" Ragelin smiled and nodded and watched as Anthony left. She took off her filthy skirt and blouse and lay down, asleep in moments.
Anthony walked back to his fathers study and knocked again. "Come in Anthony" Answered his father. He walked in and closed the door behind her quietly. "Let me guess why you brought he here." Anthony raised an amused eyebrow. "Yes?" "For a daughter." Anthony bit his lip, something he didn't do often unless nervous. "She has no family expect those two and my daughter has never been found. I mean if-" The queen raised a hand. "Hush, my son. Did either of us say no or anything close to it?" She had her head tipped slightly to one side. She looked very imperious. Anthony shook her head. "You wife is dead, you daughter dead. Though the nobles will never say it we know it true. You need some kind of heir. You may take her in, but only if she allows it." Anthony smiled at his mother in a thankful way. She took no notice of it instead she spoke once more. "I will teach the things to be a lady but I will need her measurements for dresses." She then at her husband and shook her head. "And I guess for breeches and tunics if you are going to teach her sword play. Ask her first" Anthony smiled at his father who smiled back. He than bowed his way out of the room. "I thank you both."
He left in search of friends. He indeed found friends and stayed with them till the bell rang that it was time for dinner. Anthony said goodbye to his friends and went to pick-up Ragelin. He was knocked on the door and waited for an answer. "Come in," yelled Ragelin from the back. He opened the door and walked in. He sat down in a chair and waited for her to come out. Sure enough she came out wearing a dress and a frowning face. "Th queen sent it ta me. I do not like it but I don't wanna make her mad." "Want to" He corrected, she sighed. "I don't want to make her mad" She looked at him and he nodded approval. He then grinned when something came to mind. "As Stanton would say, you look like a little lady." She giggled and looked at him. "So are we going. If not I would have stayed in bed. Expect those bells ore loud" Anthony laughed. "Try sleeping next to them." Ragelin looked horrified at the thought and he laughed harder. "We have to talk. Sit down." Ragelin hiked her skirts up and sat down on the chair next to him. She was staring at him with those pure silver eyes that were filled with intelligence. He cleared his throat and spoke. "You said you had no family expect your brother and sister so I brought you here. As you might have heard my wife died when my child was born. My daughter was then kidnapped and we have seen to trace of her. Alive or dead. I need a heir." Ragelin gasped, as she must have known what was coming next. "I want to know if you'd like to be my daughter and princess of Tortall. Not to mention part of our family." Her eyes were wide as she spoke with a shaky voice. "I do not know what to means to be royalty. I could not ever." There was a tear in her eye, for she wanted a family badly. He smiled. "My mother will teach you how to be a lady while my father and I teach you the things of Knighthood. We will all teach what it means to be royalty. And it time you'll learn what it means to be a princess." He looked hopefully at her. She jumped up and hugged him tightly. "Oh yes. I'll do it with one circumstance." He frowned but nodded. "Ask away." She looked at him with watery eyes. "Can I call you papa?" Oh how he had wanted to be a father for so long. He nodded and she hugged him tighter. She then let go and wiped her eyes, looking as if nothing happened. "Oh papa were gonna be later. Lets go." She took and his hand and led him down to the dining hall. How she knew where it was continued to go through his mind to the day he died yet he never once asked.
When they approached a set of big doors she let go of his hand to open the door. She put her hand n the handle and pulled with all her might but it didn't open enough for both of them. Anthony laughed and opened the door. She grinned up at him and walked in first. And then stopped dead. Every set of eyes was glued on her. And she noticed this was the dinning hall where the pages and squires ate too. Anthony looked at her and then motioned her to follow him. With all bravery she manage she lifted her head straitened her back and followed. Looking very much like a young noble child. She never looked around; not wanting to seem impressed by the huge room, although she was. Anthony sat at the head table and Ragelin sat next to him. "See. That was not so bad." Whispered a familiar voice in her ear. She looked to her left and saw that Stanton was sitting next to her. She grinned at him and grinned back. That seemed to be a signal for everyone for the King stood up, said a blessing, sat back down and the meal was served. Ragelin stared at the food and then started to eat it.like a commoner. Ragelin stopped when she heard a lady clearing her throat. She looked up and across and then noticed how a girl of 15 was sitting there. She picked up her spoon and carefully dipped it in the soup and ate it politely. She then wiped her mouth like a true noble lady and raised an eyebrow at her. Ragelin understood it perfectly and followed her, doing the same exact thing. When she had put the napkin down as sweetly as she could she looked across to the girl. The girl nodded and smiled. That whole night Ragelin just followed the lady. Doing whatever she did. When the meal was done the king once gain stood up and all talk was silenced. "I would like to introduce you to someone. She has been gone a long time and just now found. Milady if you will?" Said the King looking at Ragelin. "Stand up" murmured Stanton next to her. She stood up, one eye on the people and one on the lady. "This is Ragelin of Walton. And Princess of Tortall. I expect you to treat her with courtesy. The king sat down and Ragelin followed suit. The people in the huge room applauded and Ragelin blushed. "That was not so bad, was it?" Spoke the lady for the first time. Ragelin shook her head and smiled shyly at her. "I am Samantha of Sawto. I welcome you princess." Ragelin nodded her head and looked toward her father. He said something to his parents and they nodded. He then smiled and turned her way. "Come on, little lady. It's your bed time." Ragelin made a face but said good bye to Samantha and Stanton and then followed Anthony. Pages stared at her as she walked by their tables but she ignored them with a long learnt practice. By the time they reached her chamber she was exhausted. She garbed a nightdress and went behind the curtain to change. She came out and walked to her bed. She slipped under the down comforter and silk sheets when Anthony came over and tucked her. He kissed her on the forehead and was turning to go when she spoke. "Papa, tell me a story." He looked at her and smiled. Grabbing a chair from the desk he sat down next to the bed and looked at her. "Which one would you like to here?" She shrugged and then smiled. "About Raul Fire-Tamer and The Moon Goddess." Anthony laughed but nodded. "If you wish." "Oh I do." So he started the story.
Authors note--- TA DA!!! Whaddya think? Was it good? I like it. Will I hope you review.hehe... Oh and if you do tell me. Should my next chapter be like 5 years later when shes 15 or should I just continue at age 10 or should I stop all together. Cos it sucks.. *Looks sad* well Bubbles for now! Bye.
"Come back 'ere ya little runt" yelled the gruff man, running to catch up to the child. The little girl, no more then ten, looked back and kept running, doing her best to lose the man. She quickly saw the road blocked by 6 horses in a line of two. She grinned to herself and ran for the middle. The guards looked surprised but then grinned when the man on the only black horse leaned down and swung an arm around the girl's waist to grab her. He then covered her mouth to keep her from shouting. The little girl's eyes grew huge. Oh no! Now I'm gonna get it. Her captor made a hand signal with his hands and the guards, slightly smiling, circled around to keep him from being seen. The gruff man had finally came to the horses looked at the group and seeing how they were guards asked them if they had seen the little brat. On one who was had two conjoining rings on his clock, naming him commander, asked if it was his daughter. The man huffed and shook his head saying. "That runt? No way. She stole somethin from me" The commander then shrugged and the guff man left, muttering.
The man on the black horse finally uncovered the little girl's mouth. "I didn't steal milord. Honest I didn't" The man laughed. "I never said you did. But why does the man agree differently?" he asked kindly. She looked up in his aqua colored eyes and then looked down. "Me and my friend was watching him make stuff when my friend pushed me down, took something and ran. I ran to catch up but the man thought I stole it not him. And honest I didn't do notin." The man nodded "I believe you. But why don't I and my companions bring you to your parents to keep you out of any trouble you might start." The little girl looked away again. "I don't have any parents. They died a long time ago." The man looked shocked, as did some guards. "Do you have an relatives?" She shook her head and he cursed then grinned when an idea came to her head. "Then why don't I take you home. You have nothing we need to get do we?" The girl raised her silver eyes with shock. "Milord you cant just take me home. I'm a commoner. I have no doing in a nobles home." The Man laughed again. " Oh hush. I'm allowed to bring home whomever I want. Now tell me your name." Her eyes were still wide when she answered. "Ragelin" after a few passing moments she added. "Ragelin Slayer" At this the guards turned to look at her and the man made a face. "I thought you said you had no relatives." She nodded. "I don't count them as relatives. They take care of me but they don't really care what happens or nothin." The man nodded his eyes understanding. "Well then so your brother and sister wouldn't mind if I took you home. I surely don't plan on dyeing anytime soon." The commander grinned and spoke also. "Nor I, little lady" She looked at the guard then back to the man. "No you won't die and they won't mind. I'm not even supposed to say I'm their younger sister." The man nodded and then made a hand signal with his hand. "Well then Ragelin I'm bringing you home." Ragelin played with the silky man of the horse until a thought came to her. "Where do you live, milord?" The man leaned forward and pointed up the long road to the palace. "Milord you live in the palace? I really can't go in there. All them nobles won't like me. And the King and Queen will hate me. Not to mention the prince. He'll think I deserve the streets when he hears who my family is." The man laughed again, a pleasant sound that came from the heart. "And where did you hear that the Prince would hate you so?" She frowned as if mad that he not only didn't get her yet he was laughing. "Because he is the Prince and a Knight. He has better things to do then play with common folk like me." The man shook his head. "If you want to think that way then go ahead." Ragelin looked up at the very large castle that kept getting bigger as they got closer. "Milord" she whispered. "Yes Ragelin?" "Who are you?" The man laughed and she noticed his arm tightened around her waist. "Ragelin, I'm Anthony. The Prince of Tortall." She gasped and her head whipped around to stare at him. "Oh my highness. Why are you doing this to me?" She whined. "You are going to get me in trouble or Punish me." Anthony laughed. "I will not. Calm down. Have I done one thing so far that might suggest a beating or otherwise?" Ragelin blushed, and shook her head. "No" "Good. Now enough of this muttering. Were here." They had stopped in the Royal stables. Many of the grooms and nobles who were there at the moment stared at the little girl and whispered to their companion about who she was. The commander got down first and then opened his arms to Ragelin. She stood there staring at him when he laughed. "Well come on, little lady. I'm not going to stand here all days and I'd hate to think what would happen if I turned around just when you jump." Ragelin shyly smiled and jumped and caught her. Putting her on the ground softly. "I'm Stanton Ayorn. Commander of the Royal Guards." She smiled at him when a hand touched her shoulder. "Come on Ragelin. I need to introduce to some people." Ragelin smiled up at Anthony and looked back at Stanton. "Bye Stanton." He ruffled her hair. "Bye little lady." He walked away with the rest of his troops. "Ready?" Asked the Prince. Ragelin bit her lip but nodded.
Anthony led her through the huge doors, through other small doors, down lots of halls and so on. Mother God, I'm already lost and I'm not even leading. Then finally came to an Oak door that was closed. Ragelin frowned at it. "I thought we was to go to the throne room?" Anthony shook his head, a smile playing on his lips. "No. You can't expect the King and Queen to be there all the time. They are very busy people." Ragelin's looked at him. "O" He laughed and knocked. "Then what is this room?" She asked as politely as she could. "This is my Fathers study. He's in here much more then anywhere else." "Who's there?" Asked a deep, commanding voice. "It is I, Father and I've brought a guest." "Come in. Come in." Anthony opened the door and walked in, trailed by Ragelin. "Well hello, Anthony. Say hello to your mother" Ragelin watched as he walked over to a lady sitting on the window seal, doing embroidery. Ragelin gasped at the lady. So this was the queen, the one who everyone said was the goddess in disguise. She could see why. She had a heart-shaped face and deep dark eyes. Her hair was as black as a ravens win, and bound around it was a silver circlet set with pearls. Her voice was low sweet voice when she spoke. "Hello my son. I see you are faring well." Anthony nodded and kissed her once on both cheeks. "Mother, Father this is Ragelin." In her mind Ragelin hoped he wouldn't say her last name. The king and queen would surly hate her then. "Ragelin Slayer." She cursed him. The Queen rose a curved eyebrow while the king smiled slightly, his gray-blue eyes laughing. "Come here, My Child." Said the Queen with a commanding voice. Ragelin tiptoed as close as she dared while the queen looked her over. She nodded in approval, though Ragelin didn't know what of. Ragelin opened her voice to speak but instead of speaking a huge yawn over took her. The Queen chuckled richly. "I think you need a nap, Ragelin." The Queen said her name with an accent. Like Ra-sha-lean. Ragelin pouted "But I'm not tired." Anthony laughed. "I'll show her to her room, mother." The queen smiled. "Good. Off with you now." Anthony led her away from the room and down more halls and up stairs. What she didn't know was that he was leading her to the Royal Quarters. He continued to lead her until they came to a room with no name on the nameplate yet. Anthony took out a key and unlocked the door. He gestured for her to open it and she did so. Ragelin gasped when she saw the room. It was huge. There were many padded chairs, a small table and other things. "This is your sitting room. Come now and I'll show you the rest. He opened one door and she saw that it led to her bedroom, which had a huge canopy bed with clear sheers, just like a princess might have. There was a desk in one corner and 3 chairs. Plus a window seat. Of course there was the expected dresser and closet. Then there was the privy. She was quite impressed. "Now then. Off to bed you go. I'll come to get you for dinner. Ok?" Ragelin smiled and nodded and watched as Anthony left. She took off her filthy skirt and blouse and lay down, asleep in moments.
Anthony walked back to his fathers study and knocked again. "Come in Anthony" Answered his father. He walked in and closed the door behind her quietly. "Let me guess why you brought he here." Anthony raised an amused eyebrow. "Yes?" "For a daughter." Anthony bit his lip, something he didn't do often unless nervous. "She has no family expect those two and my daughter has never been found. I mean if-" The queen raised a hand. "Hush, my son. Did either of us say no or anything close to it?" She had her head tipped slightly to one side. She looked very imperious. Anthony shook her head. "You wife is dead, you daughter dead. Though the nobles will never say it we know it true. You need some kind of heir. You may take her in, but only if she allows it." Anthony smiled at his mother in a thankful way. She took no notice of it instead she spoke once more. "I will teach the things to be a lady but I will need her measurements for dresses." She then at her husband and shook her head. "And I guess for breeches and tunics if you are going to teach her sword play. Ask her first" Anthony smiled at his father who smiled back. He than bowed his way out of the room. "I thank you both."
He left in search of friends. He indeed found friends and stayed with them till the bell rang that it was time for dinner. Anthony said goodbye to his friends and went to pick-up Ragelin. He was knocked on the door and waited for an answer. "Come in," yelled Ragelin from the back. He opened the door and walked in. He sat down in a chair and waited for her to come out. Sure enough she came out wearing a dress and a frowning face. "Th queen sent it ta me. I do not like it but I don't wanna make her mad." "Want to" He corrected, she sighed. "I don't want to make her mad" She looked at him and he nodded approval. He then grinned when something came to mind. "As Stanton would say, you look like a little lady." She giggled and looked at him. "So are we going. If not I would have stayed in bed. Expect those bells ore loud" Anthony laughed. "Try sleeping next to them." Ragelin looked horrified at the thought and he laughed harder. "We have to talk. Sit down." Ragelin hiked her skirts up and sat down on the chair next to him. She was staring at him with those pure silver eyes that were filled with intelligence. He cleared his throat and spoke. "You said you had no family expect your brother and sister so I brought you here. As you might have heard my wife died when my child was born. My daughter was then kidnapped and we have seen to trace of her. Alive or dead. I need a heir." Ragelin gasped, as she must have known what was coming next. "I want to know if you'd like to be my daughter and princess of Tortall. Not to mention part of our family." Her eyes were wide as she spoke with a shaky voice. "I do not know what to means to be royalty. I could not ever." There was a tear in her eye, for she wanted a family badly. He smiled. "My mother will teach you how to be a lady while my father and I teach you the things of Knighthood. We will all teach what it means to be royalty. And it time you'll learn what it means to be a princess." He looked hopefully at her. She jumped up and hugged him tightly. "Oh yes. I'll do it with one circumstance." He frowned but nodded. "Ask away." She looked at him with watery eyes. "Can I call you papa?" Oh how he had wanted to be a father for so long. He nodded and she hugged him tighter. She then let go and wiped her eyes, looking as if nothing happened. "Oh papa were gonna be later. Lets go." She took and his hand and led him down to the dining hall. How she knew where it was continued to go through his mind to the day he died yet he never once asked.
When they approached a set of big doors she let go of his hand to open the door. She put her hand n the handle and pulled with all her might but it didn't open enough for both of them. Anthony laughed and opened the door. She grinned up at him and walked in first. And then stopped dead. Every set of eyes was glued on her. And she noticed this was the dinning hall where the pages and squires ate too. Anthony looked at her and then motioned her to follow him. With all bravery she manage she lifted her head straitened her back and followed. Looking very much like a young noble child. She never looked around; not wanting to seem impressed by the huge room, although she was. Anthony sat at the head table and Ragelin sat next to him. "See. That was not so bad." Whispered a familiar voice in her ear. She looked to her left and saw that Stanton was sitting next to her. She grinned at him and grinned back. That seemed to be a signal for everyone for the King stood up, said a blessing, sat back down and the meal was served. Ragelin stared at the food and then started to eat it.like a commoner. Ragelin stopped when she heard a lady clearing her throat. She looked up and across and then noticed how a girl of 15 was sitting there. She picked up her spoon and carefully dipped it in the soup and ate it politely. She then wiped her mouth like a true noble lady and raised an eyebrow at her. Ragelin understood it perfectly and followed her, doing the same exact thing. When she had put the napkin down as sweetly as she could she looked across to the girl. The girl nodded and smiled. That whole night Ragelin just followed the lady. Doing whatever she did. When the meal was done the king once gain stood up and all talk was silenced. "I would like to introduce you to someone. She has been gone a long time and just now found. Milady if you will?" Said the King looking at Ragelin. "Stand up" murmured Stanton next to her. She stood up, one eye on the people and one on the lady. "This is Ragelin of Walton. And Princess of Tortall. I expect you to treat her with courtesy. The king sat down and Ragelin followed suit. The people in the huge room applauded and Ragelin blushed. "That was not so bad, was it?" Spoke the lady for the first time. Ragelin shook her head and smiled shyly at her. "I am Samantha of Sawto. I welcome you princess." Ragelin nodded her head and looked toward her father. He said something to his parents and they nodded. He then smiled and turned her way. "Come on, little lady. It's your bed time." Ragelin made a face but said good bye to Samantha and Stanton and then followed Anthony. Pages stared at her as she walked by their tables but she ignored them with a long learnt practice. By the time they reached her chamber she was exhausted. She garbed a nightdress and went behind the curtain to change. She came out and walked to her bed. She slipped under the down comforter and silk sheets when Anthony came over and tucked her. He kissed her on the forehead and was turning to go when she spoke. "Papa, tell me a story." He looked at her and smiled. Grabbing a chair from the desk he sat down next to the bed and looked at her. "Which one would you like to here?" She shrugged and then smiled. "About Raul Fire-Tamer and The Moon Goddess." Anthony laughed but nodded. "If you wish." "Oh I do." So he started the story.
Authors note--- TA DA!!! Whaddya think? Was it good? I like it. Will I hope you review.hehe... Oh and if you do tell me. Should my next chapter be like 5 years later when shes 15 or should I just continue at age 10 or should I stop all together. Cos it sucks.. *Looks sad* well Bubbles for now! Bye.