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Chapter 1
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this, I must be completely insane. Of course I would have to be, being related to you," hissed Serena to her twin sister.
"I come on you know you wanted to do this as much as me," Saline hissed back to her sister.
Twin sisters, Serena and Saline who were to be the first known female pages in over a hundred years, argued quietly as they sat in the office of training master Lord Wyldon.
Lord Wyldon strolled into his office his face looking like a sour lemon. "I will not pretend to be happy that you are here," he began," however, I will tolerate you for a year if I must."
The twins stared at him trying to keep their faces blank, but their large dark eyes easily gave away their rage.
"The two of you will be on probation for a year, at the end of the year if you do not meet my standards you will be dismissed," the training master said coldly. "You will be staying in the pages quarters with the boys. I will not tolerate any flirtations of any kind with the boys and if I catch either of you alone with a boy you will be immediately sent home. I will receive no special treatments of privileges because of your sex here, do you understand?"
"Yes, Lord Wyldon," the twins said quietly.
"Good, you may go," he said with a frown.
The twins left the room quickly to begin the search for their rooms.
"Mean, old bastard isn't he," said Serena quietly to her sister.
"That much is for sure, it's o.k though we'll prove him wrong," responded Saline loudly enough for the people in the hall that openly stared at them to hear.
"I wish I was as sure as you, I really do," said Serena softly enough for her sister not to hear her.
"Here goes," said Saline quirking her eyebrows, "lets see how the pages live."
She slowly turned her doorknob in a dramatic fashion as her sister smiled at her silliness.
"O, Great mother Goddess, what has happened in here," gasped Saline as she looked with awe at the wreckage that was her room. The furniture was all flipped over the wall paper had been ripped and the room wreaked of yourine.
Serena ran to her own room and found it had been wrecked as well. She gazed at the room and her large dark eyes blazed, "How dare they, how dare they," she mumbled quietly her eyes beginning to fill with tears.
"It's o.k sis, we'll just clean it up," said Saline walking over to her sister.
"No need to worry about that, you just change I'll take care of this," said a short thin woman, "I'm Salma by the way,"
"Thank you so much," said Serena softly.
The girls changed quickly out of the dresses they had worn there and into long tunics in light pastel colors and dark hose. They had just finished when they heard a loud bell.
"Time," said Salma quietly from a corner of the room.
The two girls drew in deep breaths and walked out into the hall, standing in front of their closed doors.
Lord Wyldon walked toward them followed by several senior pages. Serena who was more observative than her rash sister noted all the boys and characterized them quickly.
Lord Wyldon gave a gruff speech about pages having sponsors and quickly began the process of finding sponsers. He saved the twins for last, "Who will sponsor Saline of Lockridge?" he asked quietly.
"She doesn't belong her or her sister," said Zahir a tall and handsome Bahzir.
"I'll sponsor her," said a pretty boy with white blond hair and lovely blue eyes.
"I-I'm not sure Joren of Stone Mountain, is-there no one else," said Lord Wyldon thoughtfully.
"Well, I suppose if know one else will, that I'd be happy to sponsor her," said a tall boy, with green eyes, and brown hair said coyly from the back of the crowd.
"Watch your tone Nealan of Queenscove, and usually a sponsor is a page in his second year at least," said Wyldon with a sigh.
"Indeed your lordship, but I've been at the castle all of my long 15 years, I'm sure that I would do a fine job of showing them around," he said with a bow.
"Nealan I haven't the patience nor time to play silly games with you today, you will sponsor Saline," he said gruffly, "and who will sponsor her sister?"
"My lord, I will sponsor the lady," said someone that Serena couldn't see.
"Are you sure your highness?" asked Wyldon the lines on his forhead deepening.
"Yes," said the crowned prince softly coming forward.
Serena gasped softly in surprise. "Why would he sponsor me?" she wondered to herself as she noted the princes dark hair and gentle eyes with a smile.
"Fine, you shall sponsor the other girl," said Wyldon walking away and frown marring his features.
(Okay so I've completely redone this story, to make it more interesting, hope you like it. Reviews always welcome.)