Hello my dear readers,

I hope it's not too grave for you. There are many reasons I wrote this story and one was to talk about the hierarchy of social classes. Maybe it seems too much for those who love "Love stories" but there are other aspects of ruling a kingdom. In this chapter, you find out why Anna is the person that she is.

with love,

mushimushi123

I sat on my horse facing the Castle of Xerxes looking at the 5000 soldiers that stood before us. I have 7000 common people without armour and using their forks from farming as weapons. Some weaponry had come from Oriens but it was not enough for everyone. I felt sad for the people who might die today and I prayed to God that he might keep everyone safe. I wore heavy armour and although I was the most skilled in my kingdom at swordfighting, I still felt fear. I could not die because who would fight for freedom for my people. They would become slaves.

I lifted my sword and looked at the soldiers.

"I AM YOUR QUEEN. I AM THE ROYAL HEIR OF THE XERXES KINGDOM AND I DECLARE THAT ANYONE WHO GOES AGAINST ME WILL BE GUILTY OF TREASON. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME ROYAL GUARD? IF YOU JOIN ME, I WILL SPARE YOUR LIFE SO ALLOW ME TO PASS RIGHT NOW"

I saw a wave of uncertainty crossed each of the soldiers face and I waited patiently. A small group began to walk and join us and many more. 2000 men remained guarding the castle.

"YOU HAVE MADE YOUR DECISION", I declared and raised my swords.

"FOR FREEDOM!"

A Chorus erupted behind me from soldiers and people alike.

"FOR FREEDOM!"

My horse galloped forward and I began the fight. As I slashed through the bloody war, I remembered a memory of when I was younger that reminded me what I was fighting for.

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It was when I was a 7-year old commoner girl who lived in an orphanage. I wasn't allowed to tell others who my father was. I had a friend called Janet who was my best friend and we played with dolls everyday. Eventually a man called Fernando came to visit us. He didn't recognize me but looked at Janet with interest.

Janet was really pretty, she had blond hair and bright blue eyes and was called an angel. One day when Janet had finished talking to Fernando, she started playing with dolls with me.

"You know that nice man Mr Fernando?", she said.

"Whatabout him?", I asked combing my dolls hair.

"He asked me to come to his castle with him!", she said happily.

"His castle? Only a king has a castle!", I laughed.

"He's going to give me lots of pretty things and give me more dolls if I do what he says! Do you think I should go?", asked Janet.

"I think you should since he was being nice", I answered innocently...

It was the greatest regret of my life to say those words.

I didn't meet Janet until I turned 14 and it was at the most shocking place of all. She was about to be hung at the gallows. Her pretty hair had now turn to a muddy brown hair and she was covered in bruises. Her skirt was ripped and she had cuts all over her face. Her eyes no longer shone but now tired.

The executioner began.

"Janet, a sex slave to Lord Fernando is now being executed for being disobedient to her master, stealing money from his lordship, running away and giving birth to cursed twins"

I placed my hand over my mouth in horror. As if by fate, Janet looked me in the eye in recognition.

"I think you should since he was being nice"

And Janet continued to look me in the eyes until she was hung and I stared into those lifeless eyes remembering the horrors and selfishness of people. I vowed to protect the people so that they lived the life that they imagined so when we were once children...

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