Disclaimer;I don't own them. I wish I did. The only people who belong to me are the ones you don't recognize.

A/N; I do plan on bringing the regular character (Kel,Neal,Etc.) in Part Two. This is just a little intro to Phemia and her exile. I will continue this, if ya'll review. I'll take this off FFN if I don't get any.





PART ONE: BEFORE TORTALL




Preface

My earliest memory is that of my first betrothal dance to the prince and heir to Scanra. He was a blonde boy of eleven, I , Princess Phemia Illiniat, was three weeks shy of being three. I remember kneeling with the prince in front of the priests and promising to be his bride and go to him in Scanra when I was 14. He promised to love no other,and to promise himself to no other bride. After that we danced and feasted and our fathers exchanged jewels and other trinkets as a sign of goodwill.
Two weeks later the betrothal was broken.