Hi guys thanks for reading chapter one of Our Fairy Tale, just a quick note to say thanks for reading. The MC is a little out of character to what she normally would be in this chapter. What can I say? She's had a hard day.

Also special thanks to Stargirl 143 for my first review! Hope you enjoy this one too :)

DISCLAIMER: UNFORTUNATELY I OWN NONE OF THE FOLLOWING CHARACTERS (ASIDE FROM THE MC)

WHY ME!

Why me? That's my first thought as I stand on the sidewalk, the heat of the early June sun beating down on my cheeks. A police officer either side, my hands in cuffs behind my back. All I had wanted was to quietly slip into Tamir's castle as a maid and observe my future husband for a while. Whoever he may be. However, the fates or the Gods or maybe just somebody, somewhere at sometime clearly does not like me.

I had just stepped off the plane from a fifteen hour flight direct from America to Cyro. Why America? Well I decided to take a slight detour from my excursions and it allowed me plenty of time to collect the various items I would need to not be discovered during my stay but anyway I digress. Exhausted and more than a little tipsy from the complimentary wines I went to collect my suitcase. Walking out of the small airport I had been hailing one of the few taxis when a man, clothed in black, ran into me. He grabbed the handle of my suitcase and ran off into the proverbial sunset. At this point I was on the floor, disorientated and clutching my small handbag like a lifeline. So what's a girl to do in this situation?

Naturally I go to the police to report it. I've never liked throwing my name around to get me places and so long as I'm here I have to at least pretend to be an everyday civilian. They're very kind at first as I described the earlier events of the evening but then I make what I find to be a very crucial mistake. They had asked me to describe him and I told them that other than the clothes I didn't notice anything but the man had dropped a bracelet, a bangle of sorts. Thinking back I probably should have recognized it. I blame the wine. Removing it from my pocket I revealed it to them. At first I assumed they were gasping purely at the beauty of it. After all it is solid gold encrusted with red diamonds, yellow bixbite and a blue gem unlike anything I'd ever seen. Slightly odd in honesty, I've always had a good eye for jewellery. But then their eyes turned cold as they immediately pull my hands behind my back.

The bangle turned out to be stolen, which I could expect given that the man also stole my suitcase, what I didn't expect however was that they would assume that I did it. That leads me to how I ended up here, waiting for a car to escort me to wherever it may be that they're taking me.

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Oh this is so not good. The car has stopped in front of the palace. The Suleiman palace. It's beautiful with domed turrets and great arches just like uncle always described it as to me. But something tells me I'm not here to admire the architecture. My plan is ruined I can just feel it.

We're greeted by a middle aged man by the entrance. He's of average height and bulk, not initially threatening, except that underneath the smartly slicked back hair his eyes are like ice; colder than the arctic in the throes of winter.

Once we near him he turns to me "So you're the one". I am what one?

He quickly dismisses the police officers and they return back to the car, leaving me alone with him.

"Come"

I follow him cautiously through the halls of the palace. Were I not so apprehensive about what might be about to happen I would be in awe over the artwork displayed.

"Excuse me sir, could you please tell me where we are going?" I ask tentatively as I follow him.

"The throne room. You are to have an audience with the king" His answer is curt.

"The King! Why!" I exclaim.

"I am not permitted to discuss that with you"

"Is it to do with that bangle?" Considering how it currently rests in-between my palms, that's sort of a stupid question I know. My Plan is so ruined.

Regardless he purses his lips and refuses to reply.

"Can I ask your name?" I sound so timid I can't believe it's truly me speaking.

It must have touched his heart though because his face softens slightly. "Ivan"

"Ivan" I test, smiling slightly. "It suits you well"

He nods his head sharply before opening the large double doors we'd come up to.

It's magnificent. The large room is domed and filled with light. Mosaics tile the floor in intricate designs and right in the center is a throne. A throne with his royal highness draped over it.

"Ah Ivan you brought her. Would you fetch my sons, I would like them to hear this, whatever it may be".

"Of course sire" With that Ivan exited, abandoning be alone with the king.

"So you're the one" He sighs gently at the absurdity of the situation.

"So everyone keeps telling me" My tones far more sarcastic than it should be given the situation.

"Well I can't say I expected this Bambina, I hear that someone has stolen our bracelet of succession and who should show up but you?"

"Tell me about it. But what do we do?" I question worriedly.

His eyes tell me everything I need to know. Improvise.

At that moment a loud clang sounds behind me as six young men enter the room, led by Ivan. The only resemblance I can make between them is that they are each as stunning as the next. Other than that they could not be more different. Their looks, their height, even the way they hold themselves is different. I recognize Melchiorre immediately but Tamir told me that he would be in the know of the plan; I only hope he plays along with whatever comes now.

"Greetings my sons, I trust Ivan has given you the news."

"Of course, your majesty" With a slight bow he exits the room.

Watching him go like a lamb left among a wolf pack I turn back to Tamir who had begun speaking once again "It would appear you are in some deep trouble girl…"

"Lottie" I interrupt "My name is Lottie"

"A beautiful name"

"Do you know how uncivilized you speak to the king, insolent girl?" The prince asks of me unkindly. The red-haired one with a braid. Jun I presume.

"Do you know it is illegal to utter so callously to a woman in some countries" I retort with an eyebrow lifted.

He recoils slightly in shock and mayhap just a little impressed by my defiance, clearly not expecting an answer.

"Do you know what you hold girl?" A soft rumble of a voice sounds out, a lion's roar, both gentle and fierce. The voice of my lovely uncle.

However I can't help the sigh that escapes my lips. It's been a long day. "A very pretty bracelet? I can make an educated guess at the stones if you like although I'm not sure about the blue one, it holds the colour of sapphires but not nearly as common" I articulate genuinely intrigued by the blue gem.

I hear a tut of disapproval at my comment from one of the princes but a hint of a smile appears on Tamir's face, clearly bemused "It's benitoite, and to answer my former question you currently hold the future of this country. Although you do not strike me as a thief".

"Forgive me your majesty but I'm not sure I follow".

He sighs heavily "Tamir please, the honorifics are such a bore".

Beginning to wonder the angle my uncle is aiming for I retort quickly "Perhaps but considering how I'm currently being accused of theft I would say that the formalities are needed, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, stealing the bracelet of succession is quite the occasion".

"I said accused of, not guilty".

"Indeed you did. Tell me how you came to be in possession of it then".

"Father this is-" One of the Princes starts.

"Enough, the girl deserves to speak her tale at least". He waves his hands as if to say continue.

"It's been a long day so I'll spare you the gory details. I got off a plane from New York to here. I collected my luggage. I hailed a cab. I had my luggage stolen by a man wearing black. He dropped this bracelet. I told the police. They brought me here. The end".

"Hardly a believable story" A scoff sounds from behind me.

This time I know it was the blond one. Lambert. "If I'm this all genius criminal who managed to break in to the palace, steal the succession bracelet and escape completely undetected then why the hell would I hand it over to the police? And I am more than happy to show you the proof of purchase for the plane tickets provided you show me to a computer. I'd show you my ticket but I binned it on the plane." He scowls.

Of to the side I see Melchiorre do a double take as he recognizes me. A large grin spreads across his face as he throws an arm over Lamberts shoulder "Come now little brother that cutie doesn't have the face of a thief"

Scowling deeper still at his brothers offending arm Lambert barks back a reply "Is now really the time to be admiring the girl for her looks Melchiorre?"

"So you admit she looks good then?"

Watching the two of them after that comment the phrase 'if looks could kill' never seemed more terrifying.

"Never really been a fan of flying myself" Tamir intersects distracting me from the scene before us.

"Me neither, I prefer sailing. What could be better than the open sea?" I smile softly thinking of the dark blue wonder that surrounds my island home.

"Ah a girl after my own heart"

"Could you two please concentrate?" Jun scolds us harshly clearly already irritated by his brother's earlier quarrel.

With both of us bowing our heads we must look like apologetic school children.

Tamir recovers first "Hmm what to do?" He questions knitting his hands together in contemplation. "Stealing is punishable by death in this country you know? However I believe your story. I also like your spirit, perhaps you would like to be the hundredth lady in my harem?" He proposes.

"Father!"

Well that was a curveball. He's having far too much fun with this. "Err or perhaps not?"

He chuckles good naturedly "Shame. Well in that case I suppose there's only one thing left; you will choose the next heir to the throne. "

END OF CHAPTER

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