Hey guys! This is like a Prince and the Peasant story, with Ian as the Prince, and Amy as the, well, "peasant". Hope you enjoy it!
Prologue:
Prince Ian was the son of Queen Isabel Marie Kabra and King Vikram Damien Kabra, the rulers of the Kingdom of Eraweth. The King had died mysteriously in a freak horse accident, and so the Queen had been ruling alone ever since the King died. Everybody in the Kingdom adored their beautiful and kind Queen. They admired the way she ruled the land single-handedly and kept the invaders away. Yes, Queen Isabel was loved by many. Her two children, Prince Ian and Princess Natalie, were ages 17 and 15. The townspeople had never seen either of them, but many stories were passed around about how sweet Queen Isabel never let them out of the castle for fear that they would die like her husband, and she would truly be all alone. "Poor Queen Isabel," they murmured. "Our poor, poor Queen." They also talked a lot about the two children, the Prince and the Princess. "Prince Ian will come of age soon, for he is nearly eighteen. Then he will take the crown and he will be called King. He will surely be as wise of a leader as his father, the King, and his mother, the Queen. Oh, the Queen! She will not have to rule alone anymore! She will have comfort in knowing that she has help keeping the invaders away!"
They would stare up at the castle reverently, thinking about their beautiful Queen and their surely handsome Prince, not knowing what really went on behind those stain glass windows.
Oooh! Much longer chapter will follow! :)
~ iheartamianplusnatan