Okay, I know I was supposed to have this chapter up almost exactly after the first one but I was held up by trying to figure out exactly where I'm going with this side of the story and the name of the boy... For any runescape fanatics out there I know this sounds a bit cheesy for a Falador atmosphere, but I had to set the scene for a princess (girlish) and a sad boy so this was the best I could come up with... I have a rough draft of the 3rd chapter written but I need to "tweak" it before publishing it.. Just stay with me.. the rest of the story isn't going to be this cheesy...

D.A.

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Banished and Betrayed

Fiona Falador smiled as her visitor arrived. She picked up the hem of her dress and proceeded in standing up before seeing her guards ask the young boy and his escort the password. She knew that the boy's arrival was genuine, but the guards had to be careful because there were more and more assassinations these days because of rebels that hated the way the government was run. But that would soon be changed and Falador (the city) would have a new system. The White Knights were to move into the castle and use it as a fort because of not only these rebels but their enemies: the Black Knights that held their fortress in between Ice Mountain and the wilderness…

As for now she still lived in the castle even whilst the first few White Knights guarded her quarters and other chambers throughout the castle.

She walked swiftly to the large, glass doors and into the courtyard where her visitor waited. He was a tall skinny boy around the age of fifteen and even though he was older than she, Fiona always remembered him as that serious little boy that argued with the elders in his village about political views. That is, considering the fact that the views might be considered "political", they were mostly opinions created for the sake of agendas made solely for helping the men who ran the village and creating schemes to any farmers that didn't pay the tax. But, all of this aside it was still a formal greeting.

"Good day Tovac," she said to him not knowing quite how to talk to him. It had been three long years since they had seen each other and she was curious as to how he had been getting along.

"Princess Fiona…" Tovac said not knowing how to talk to her as well.

They broke into a hug and after a while, with tears in their eyes, they walked back to the castle.

"How have you been doing?" asked Fiona.

The boy grew silent.

"Not well," he replied new tears forming in his eyes.

"How come?" the princess had stopped, startled by this news. "Your letters always were written out like you were having a blast in your village…"

"That's because I was until a week ago…" he said as they both sat down on a bench. He seemed unfazed by the beauty of the courtyard where the birds were singing and the sun was hidden by three large fluffy clouds.

"What happened?" she said looking at him in discomfort.

"I-I was banished from my village," he said before looking at the ground in sadness. "There was an incident; one of the parchments that were to be sent to the city here in Asgarnia was destroyed and everyone blamed me for it because of my disgust of my village's rules and laws… I was banished the next day…"

He tried not to cry especially because he was in the princess' presence.

"What of my mother?" he continued as the tears ran down his check. "How can I protect her from outside of my village?"

She held out her arms and he buried his head into them as she ran her hand down his back, trying to soothe him out of his tears.

"She'll be okay," she said patting his back. He nodded and was about to say something else when he was interrupted by a third voice.

"Princess!"

The boy unburied his head from her arms and wiped away his tears to see a man dressed in all white armor on horseback.

"Yes?" the princess answered getting to her feet.

"We have just received word that your father and mother have finished moving into their new castle and have now assumed their duties as king and queen of Varrock"

"…and what of my home?"

Both the princess and knight knew that she was speaking of the castle she had lived in for 13 long years. She loved that castle and the days that she was a young child, venturing into different rooms throughout the castle and eyeing the suits of armor wondering if there were ever any men hiding in them…

"I'm sorry princess, but the castle is now under command of the White Knights. You have been sent warriors to escort you to Varrock via route of the barbarian village."

"No I won't travel with warriors."

The princess crossed her arms stubbornly. She was not only angry but also sad that she had suddenly lost her home.

"But princess, your parents said you need protection," said the knight raising an eyebrow.

"He is my protector," said Fiona putting her hand on the boy's shoulder.

"I am?" Tovac asked puzzled.

"You can fight better than any warrior that is sent to protect me can you not?"

"Well I don't mean to brag but actually-" Tovac started.

"But miss!" the knight cut in. "

"Fine I'll have the warriors escort me but I want to take the route around Edgeville and through the river to get to Varrock."

"Princess! That's closer to the wilderness than your parents will allow!"

"We aren't going to ask my parents then will we?" she said through gritted teeth.

The knight couldn't help but be annoyed by the princess' behavior.

"As for your bodyguard?" asked the knight in frustration.

"Bodyguard?" asked Tovac. "You mean me?"

He pointed at himself.

"He will travel with me, that is the reason why we are avoiding barbarian village," said the princess as if Tovac hadn't said anything.

"Very well," he said steering his horse around. "Pack your belongings. A small troop of knights will arrive tomorrow morning. Good night princess Fiona."

"Good night Sir"

The worried Tovac turned to her.

"Who is this bodyguard he spoke of?" he asked.

"Aren't you thick? It's you," she rolled her eyes as she went into the castle to prepare for bed.

He looked around puzzled by what had just happened so quickly, then shook his head and followed her into the castle.

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