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Yes! i decided on a plot, please R & r!!!


I woke up to the same dark, cold, dreary room that I would wake up to every morning. I hate this place, this kingdom, and this planet. My name is Rachel, I think that my name is odd, but my mother has told me over and over that I am named after a legend. The prophecy goes that hundreds of years from now, five great warriors will emerge and destroy the thing that will enslave all humans. My name is Rachel, daughter of King William and Queen Elizabeth of Camelot. I am heir to the throne that would thrill most girls, most women, but not me, I despised my title, I hated this kingdom, and I hated the attention. I hate the rules; I hate everything about my life, almost everything at least. And that was the reason why I decided to run away…

It was midnight and all royalty was sleeping soundly inside of their chambers…while I was preparing to leave. As soon as the knights who guarded my room each night fell asleep - which they usually did – I started preparing. I put on my cloak on and took almost all of my jewelry along with a few hundred pounds that I had been able to save up over the past months.

As I walked out of my room I held the candle up to my face and looked at my wall. On the wall was a painting, a painting of what my father wished me to be, a princess. Ever since I was little I had the feeling that there was more to life than what I saw and what everyone else saw, that somewhere out in the world there was adventure, and quests that would leave your adrenaline (hmm…they didn't know what that was in mid-evil times!!) running from pure excitement.

I made it successfully out of the castle – I had been planning this for months, I had learned after several attempts of escaping that it was best to plan ahead, no matter how low my patience was. I ran, I ran as fast as I could out of the castle with the hood of my cloak hanging over my head, I ran, I ran away from my home, away from where I had grown up, away from my family, but I also ran away from the place that I had dreaded for all of my life.

"Reward for any and all citizens of Camelot who will return the Princess home." The voices towered over all others as I hid in an alley. This is what my life had amounted to the past few days, get food when I could and then run away from the guards who wished only for my "benefit" by bringing me home.

I quietly and quickly shoved passed the people in the crowd as the guards continued. "The king and queen miss their daughter dearly, she is the heir to the throne and we wish to make sure that she's alright so if you're hiding her, or know where she might be please…"

"There she is!" Some peasant in the crowd screamed as my hood fell off of my head and my dirty face was revealed. I started running as fast as I could down the next alley, but I knew they would catch me, I knew that I was doomed to go back to that horrid place, if only I had left town earlier…? Thoughts clouded my mind as I stumbled over a stone and tripped and fell on someone.

"I am sorry sir." I said bowing, looking at the men who were running behind me, and running to catch me. I looked at the man that I had knocked over, he was a peasant, I could tell that much right away, he looked my age with blonde hair and his eyes…his eyes were a marvelous shade of blue, his eyes were so intense, so focused, so familiar…

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