The last time I saw any member of my family was when I was 5 years old. As the heirs twin I was ignored for most my life at court. Always my brother was the one people looked at and paid attention to, he was the one my parents adored and spent their time with. I was just there, always in the way, never having a true place of my own. That was especially true as my parent continued having children, male children. As my fifth younger brother was born I knew that the only way I could help my family, my county in anyway was to learn, and I knew I would never learn at the palace always below my brothers. Thus I choose to travel and see the world. This was the best thing I ever did. I do not regret it. When I asked my father permission to travel abroad, he was an image of poorly contained join. Finally he had found something to do with me. He agreed, under the condition that I was to have an escort of 50 guards; handed picked by my father, all without families of their own. None would be returning for several years. My travels were long and hard. I saw some of the worst things imaginable, and some of the best. I watched as my best friend was run through with a sword as I fought for my life. I saw so of the most horrid things yet I cannot begin to regret my decision. Through my travels I have made some of the best friends and meet the most amazing people. Though I would spend forever travelling and seeing new places, it is my time to return to my birth place. I am Liana Alanna of Conte, first female in the Conte line since the time of King Jonathon II, two hundred years ago. And this is my story of me returning to my birth place and home.