LunaC: Hey here's chapter two! Thank you to the people who have favorite and followed this! It means a lot.

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"I'm dreadfully sorry, miss. Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am. Sorry," she replied to the Brit. He began to help her pick up her books. The two finally sorted them out and he handed them to her. "Oh, um, do you know where the drop off for these is?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's right over there by the librarians desk," he said, balancing the books on one hip and pointing to said desk. "Do you go to the University? I feel like I've seen you around here before."
"Yeah, I do. I just transferred from a community college this year. How about you?"
"Yes, it's my second year here."
She put the books into the drop off. She was surprised when he sat in the desk with his own pile of books, taking one and checking the rental slip in the back. "Wait, you're a librarian here?" she asked.
"Yes, I work here. Why?"
"Dunno, I just assumed you were just a regular book nerd."
He had an expression that was either one wanting to laugh or an annoyed glare. She only smiled in return. "Very funny."
"Well, anyways thanks a lot, um..."
"Arthur."
"I'm Amelia. Thanks a lot, Artie, it was nice meeting you. Well, catch you on campus some time, I guess," she said before heading towards the exit.
"It was nice to meet you too. And it's Arthur!"
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"How long have you been playing that?" Amelia heard a voice sigh. She was currently playing Portal 2 on her XBox, and turned around to see Madeline was home. Her sister looked a lot like she did. Her blonde-brown hair was long and curly. A pair of thin framed glasses rested on her nose, the lenses magnifying her lavender eyes. She wore longlseeve v-neck red shirt and denim jeans with white tennis shoes.
"Well hello to you too, sis," Amelia replied.
"Did you even go out today?"
"Yeah, I stopped by the library for Sakura and then went grocery shopping."
"Looks like I have to make sure edible food was bought."
"Haha. I stuck with the list this time, actually."
"Alright. What do you want for dinner?"
"I don't know, whatever you feel like making."
"Chicken it is, then."
"Sounds good."
"Oh, Maddie-sama, you're home," Sakura said as she walked into the living room. "I was wondering when you would be back."
"Yeah, I'm sorry. Gil and I were making pancakes and we kinda got into a batter fight. It took awhile to get it cleaned up. I think there's still batter in my hair."
Amelia laughed at this. "Nice job."
"Shut up," Madeline responded, though she started laughing herself. "It was funny, though."
"Bet it was."
"Well, I'll go start dinner. You bought chicken, right?"
"Yes, I did."
"Alright."
Madeline then headed to the kitchen to start dinner.
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"Lady Amelia!" Amelia turned around, trying to figure out who called her name. She was wearing some sort of knight's armor while riding on a chestnut colored horse. Her hair was braided into a French braid. Why, exactly, was she riding on a horse dressed as a knight? She really had no clue.
She looked to see a boy about three years older than her riding up to her on a black horse. He wore armor too, and when he lifted the mask off his helmet, she saw it was Gilbert, Maddie's boyfriend. His odd colored red eyes had excitement gleaming in them, his pale white hair against his forehead.
"Oh, hey Gil. What's up?" she asked. He gave her a befuddled look. "What?"
"Nothing. You're just speaking a bit strangely is all," the German replied.
"Oh," she replied. This is a bit specific for a dream, isn't it? She asked herself. "Well, what is it then?"
"All the knights have been called to the castle. I was coming to get you and Sir Francis."
She tried to hold back a laugh. Sir Francis. That was too funny to her.
"Alright then."
"You go on ahead and go to the castle. I'll get Fracis and meet you there."
"Um...okay. Where's the castle again...?"
"Are you sure you're feeling alright? The castle is still down the road that way," he said, pointing down to where he came from.
"Oh, right," she nervously chuckled. She then rode her horse down the road, waving goodbye to a very confused looking Gilbert.
It wasn't long before she got to the small city. Children ran around, boys with wooden swords and girls with small rag dolls. Shops lined the roads, along with small houses with families running around to get household chores done. The castle was pretty noticeable. It's tall, stone towers loomed high above the roofed houses.
She rode up and crossed the draw bridge, finding in the courtyard of the castle. There were many other men standing with their horses. She got off hers, leading the horse to join the rest of the crowd. She seemed to be the only woman here. It was awhile before everyone was called to attention.
"Attention!" a man who stood at the entrance of the castle announced. The doors were large and made of a dark wood, with beautiful engravings in them. "His royal highness has called all of you here for a very grave and serious reason. He has called only the bravest and strongest knights under his reign to help with this job."
All the knights exchanged glances, buts of worried and curious whispers being exchanged between everyone at this. "An evil so horrible that it could only have crawled out of the depths of Hell has threatened our kingdom. A warlock using the darkest of black magic, necromancy, has started to raise the dead into his own army, and has threatened our king's life. He promised that he would turn every citizen into one of his dead slaves before beheading our king and taking the throne as his own."
Amelia jumped as the knights around her yelled in outrage. She herself was a bit frightened by this. Necromancer? Out of all things, why a necromancer? Even in stories, they creeped her out.
"Now, I introduce his royal highness, the king!"
Amelia watched as the man moved to the side for the doors to open. She didn't get a good look of the face of man that he had called king. She saw the red robe that fluttered behind him as he walked, the majestic green robes, and the locks of blonde hair against his pale skin. He seemed so familiar. She didn't manage to get a good look at his face. She managed to glimpse at his eyes, though. They were this brilliant green.
Her thoughts were broken by a loud ringing noise. She found herself back in her bed. She groaned, slamming a hand on the snooze button. It was all a dream. It was a bit weird. What a weird one though. All the stuff about the medieval times… where had that come from?
She got up and stretched. 'Oh well," she thought, putting it aside.

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