"Bella are you sure you want to do this?" My best friend and brother, Emmett, asked me for the hundredth time.

"Yeah you wussy. What, are you scared or something, because that would be hilarious." My brother was the biggest person I have ever seen, based on muscle, because I have seen some pretty fat people. It was the middle of the night and I was running away to Darsen, the kingdom next to my kingdom. And I was hoping my brother would be coming with me.

"Is marrying this guy so bad that you have to run away?" Yeah he would say that, our father told him he could choose who he married, so he won't be forced into a marriage. I shudder at that word.

"If I had a choice in the matter I would just say no. I mean they told me a month ago, 'You are going to get married in a month whether you like it or not.' So I decided to run away, now are you going to come with me or not?"

"Yeah I'll come with you. But if we get caught I'm going to claim that I was going after you to make you stay here, and not run away, got it?"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." I gave him a quick hug. "Now shush so you don't wake the servants. Come on you slow poke." We crept down to the stables to get the supplies I had been storing there for the past month.

"Now I see why you wanted me to come with you." He gestured to the 5 bags I had packed for the journey.

"Well we need clothes, and food, and money."

"That would be a bag of clothes for you, one or me, a bag of food, and a bag of money. What is the other bag full of?"

"Dresses." He laughed.

"Why do you need dresses?"

"In case we get invited to any parties, and I need to look good. You can buy a tux, but dresses take a long time to make. Now go get your horse so we can leave." I went to get Daniel, my stallion. He is all black with white streaks in his mane. I call them worry streaks even though he was born with them. Emmett's horse is named Cornix and he is a pale brown stallion. Both of our horses are war trained and we both are trained swordsmen, well I'm a girl but it's the same thing really.

"Did you bring your sword?" Emmett asked me.

"Yeah but I'm going to hide it so I don't raise any suspicions." In our country inly the royal girls know how to use swords, and everyone in the royal family has a sword made for them when they turn 14.

"So what do I have to carry?"

"You can carry your clothes, the money and my dresses. And I'll carry the food and my clothes."

"Why do you get the food?" he whined.

"Because if you have it we will starve. Now lets go." We trotted off in the direction of Darsen.