I'm taking a small break from my other story to write this one. No, I'm not quitting 1871 and Still an Orphan just taking a small breck... so here is the new story, hope all you guys (and ladies) like it. Reviews/critisem welcome :)

Life is only as exciting as you make it. Or thats what I was always told growing up, hi! I'm Cammie Morgan, or more correctly Princess Cameron Morgan. Yeah I get what most girls have always wanted... I get to be a princess. I hate beening a princess and here is the reason why...

"Cammie, dear you have a courter here and your mother would like to see you." shouted Joanne, a servent.

"Okay, I will be down shortly." I answered groaning to myself. Another courter! After my little explostion last month you think they would have decided that I wasn't worth it. Guess no.

Standing up, I smoothed out my wine colored dress with black stiching. I placed my crown on my head and walked down the stairs. Mother and Father were sitting in their thrones talking to a family.

"Oh! And here she is, Cammie I want you to meet the Abrams'." my father said. I cursied and sat down in my set.

I older man started to speak, "Good evening to you young lady. I am George Abrams King of France, this here is my wife Alicia, and our son Joshua."

"It is very nice to meet you. Welcome to our home." LIE on my part that is.

"Well now why don't we talk and let these two talk." my mother suggested. King & Queen Abrams knodded and walked off with my Mother and Father. Josh studied me.

"Well." he said stiffly, "I guess I have to be a gentalman and say hello and thank you for inviting me here. But I won't! I don't wish to be wed and most certatly not wed to you!"

"Um... aren't you just so nice." I scoffed

He smiled, "I can be very nice thank you."

"Sudden shift in aditude?"

"Look I don't want ot marry you but I think our parents are going to force me to. So please I have rules."

"Rules? You really expect me to follow your rules?"

"Yes now no interupting me... I have 5 rules. Rule 1, I am to not be spoken to unless I speak to you first. Second rule, I should be showered with gifts-"

"Wait, isn't the girl suppost to be showered with gifts?"

"Thats rule 3! No interupting me when I am talking. 4 and 5 are... well it doesn't matter for now. I will come up with them later."

"There is no way I am marring you. I would rather marry those damned rebles then you!"

"Then why don't you marry those rebles?"

ZACH POV

I walked into the HQ tent, after a long day of sword fighting. We had managed to claim another town under the Morgan Family rule. Yes before you start asking questions, I was part of the reble force that decided to take over the throne.

I sat by Solomon, the leader of the group. He was going over plans, "We know from our scouts that the Morgan girl, Cameron has another courter. If we strike soon we might be able to get the family there too. I think the Morgan girl will ne our key into power. Zach," he said suddenly turning to me, "how would you like to be our lucky lad?"

"You lucky lad for what?"

"Courting, possible marring Morgan's daughter?"

"Is this just your way of finding me a wife?" he was my uncle and since my parents had died he was now in charge of me. He was pushing me to find a wife soon.

"Sure, if thats how you want to think about it."

"I guess I'm in then." He smiled, looks like getting the throne would be a piece of cake.

What do ya think? If enough people tell me they like it, I will continue it. Please review, be honest, if you hated it tell me (but I really hope no one hates it)