It had been ten years sense the twins were separated. And the young princess soon became the queen after her mother had died. The new queen had just turned fourteen, and was the youngest ruler that the country had ever had.
But this part of the story does not start in her country, it starts two years before, in the next. In a small village, with a young man of fourteen named Antuari.
He sighed to himself as he walked past a group of green-haired people.
'Why is it that I do not have green hair like the rest of the citizens in this village?' He thought as he looked into a window to see his reflection.
He was in fact right. Everyone he had ever seen in this country had green hair and for the most part, ether brown or dark blue eyes.
He, however, had short, white hair and light blue eyes. He wearing light brown pants, a brown button-up shirt, and black shoes.
He sighed as he continued to walk and tried once again to remember where he was from.
He couldn't remember anything from before he was six. The people at the orphanage he grow up had said that they found him wondering thee streets.
He was on his way back from the forest where he would go to be away from the stares he would get while in the village.
For some reason or another, he decided to look up at the street. The second looked up, he saw a teenage boy laying unconscious in the street. He didn't know why the boy was laying in the middle of the road, but he did know that he had to get him out before the boy was killed by a carriage or something.
He immediately ran into the street. After dodging countless people and carriages, he had finely managed to get the boy to safety. Looking down at the boy he had laid on the ally floor, he got a good look at he looks like. The boy had short, slightly spiky green hair, (big surprise there) and he was wearing a black shirt, brown pants, and brown shoes.
"Otto!" He heard some one yell.
Looking up, he saw a small group of three girls running towards him.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you for saving our brother!" A girl yelled when they had reached him.
"Um, you're welcome." Antuari said.
Before leaving, he looked at the girls as they gathered around their brother. All three had long green hair, brown eyes, and were wearing black dresses with white aprons.
'They must be maids or something.' He thought as he left the four by the ally.
Three days after saving the boy, Antuari had gone back to the tree in the forest.
As he came upon the tree he like to sit by, he saw some one who was very familiar to him.
"I knew I'd find you here!" The green-haired teenage boy yelled when he saw Antuari.
"Um, can I help you?" Antuari asked, unsure on what to do next.
"Aw, don't you recognize me?" The boy asked in a whiny voice.
"Yes, I know who are. You're the boy that I saved the other day."
"Good. 'Cause I was worried that I followed the wrong white-haired boy."
"You followed me? Why?" Antuari asked.
"Because I wanted to thank you. My sisters told me that I had fallen unconscious in the street, and a teenager with white hair had saved me." The boy explained.
"Well, you're welcome. I am sure that if our position had reversed that you would have done the same for me."
"Yeah, you're right. Oh, by the way, my names Otto." He said, holding out his hand.
"My name is Antuari." He said, shaking Otto's hand.
"You know, I think this is going to be a great friendship!" Otto happily said.
And he was right. In less then a month they had become very close friends. One day, a year after they had met, they decided to leave the village and go to the capital city together.
When they had arrived, they became servant for a wealthy merchant who lived there.
However, a few months after they had started work, a blue-haired prince who was visited from his country across the sea.