Hallo! First things first, I am SO sorry for not updating forever! But I didn't have internet for the summer because I got an earring and my parents spazzed. But whatever. Im here now. Be happy! On wit the story!

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In the middle of the rose bushes a barely there hole in the wall looked out at me. I wondered how in the world no one had noticed it, but decided it was my luck. Taking a deep breath and sucking in my gut I started through the small hole. My head, my shoulders and my waist had gotten through to the other side without too much trouble, but when it came to my hips they wouldn't budge. After a wasted attempt I decided to look for somewhere else to get through, so I started back. Oh...no...er...this is bad...I was stuck in the hole, unable to move forward or back. Oh crap. Fuck this shit crap ugh. This is so not my day. I continued pushing forward and felt a bit of the wall crumble away. Okay, that was good. But after that bit my luck ran out. I wondered at what a sight I made, their precious queen, half way out of the wall. I relaxed , figuring that they couldn't do anything to me either way. Tapping my fingers on the grass I observed peasants walking around just across the moat. Looking at the moat I noticed that a bit of water was low enough to walk through, without even getting your knees wet. I looked up at the sky, trying to figure out if I could see any shapes in the clouds. So preoccupied with this, I didn't notice that one of the peasants milling around on the other side of the moat had spotted me and was then walking towards me. And I didn't notice, until he cleared his throat. Looking up with a sense of complete uncaring, I saw the same youth, who I now noticed had a black shag (I wondered briefly what they called them here) and dark, nearly black eyes. His face turning a deep shade of red as he looked at me, and I realized that with him looking down on me, he could see right down my dress. I looked at him with a smirk on my face, and immediately he looked away, his face turning a deeper shade of red.

" I think you should stay in the castle." he said, the tone of his voice not showing the color of his face.

" Well, I don't, so help me get out of the hole." I told him firmly, half hoping that this would turn into playful teasing. He was pretty hot you know.

" As you wish." he replied with a sigh. I sighed inwardly, but what else did I expect? I was their queen, well, almost, I didn't think they could flirt with the queen.

For a while we struggled with getting my hips out of the hole, but after the rock crumbled away some more I slid through without any problems. My legs followed, and then I was sitting on the ground, with the guy looking down on me.

" Well, are you going to help me up?" I asked, in a bad mood after being stuck in the hole. The guy blushed, seemingly embarrassed at forgetting such a simple thing. He helped me up without a word.

" Where, may I ask, are you going milady?" he inquired rather coldly.

" No place of your concern." I replied equally unemotionally.

" Milady, it isn't safe for a young woman of your beauty to wander about alone. May I offer my escort?" he asked, his tone betraying absolutely no emotion, but I saw in his eyes a glimpse of fear. Fear? At this moment I remembered that was incredibly out of the ordinary to ask the queen or even the queen to be such questions. Or even have these kinds of conversations. This was an incredibly odd guy. But no matter. I couldn't let him accompany me either way, what I had to go do, I had to go do alone.

" No, I'm sorry, but I will not be in need of an escort." I finally replied, very formally I think. Without another word he turned around and walked across the moat and back onto the road, where a female immediately turned her attentions on him. For a second I had forgotten what I was doing her, but with a cold realization I remembered that I was to find the field of daisies. I'd no idea which way to go, so thinking logically, I decided to follow the road. Across the moat and down the road I walked for what seemed like eternity, but in reality was probably only a couple of minutes. I kept worrying that someone would recognize me, and raise the alarm. But it turned out all my worrying was for naught, because everyone seemed to be too occupied with what they were doing to pay attention to some girl walking down the street. Eventually I'd come to the outskirts of the village, and saw the field. In the middle of the field I saw the oak, just like in my field. I felt cold inside, but it had nothing to do with anything abnormal, it was just fear. Standing, frozen on the edge of the field I heard a high pitched melody. Though I didn't want to admit it, I was entranced. There was something soothing in the melody, something that made me relax, lie down, close my eyes...no. I immediately snapped out of the trance when I remembered why I was here. The song continued to play on as I looked around, and found, to no great surprise, that it was coming from the oak tree. With a sigh I walked towards it. When I was standing in the shadow of the oak, I noticed that there was no source to the music. Looking up, I stepped back in surprise and the music stopped abruptly. Staring down on me, was a copy of the peasant boy, with blond hair and blue eyes. In his hands he held a small instrument which I took to be the source of the music. He was fairly high up in the gigantic oak, and I wondered how he was going to get down. As if reading my thoughts he jumped down just a few feet away.

"Who are you?", I asked, " Do you come from the village?" With a small smile he shook his head. The whole time while I was near him, I realized, I felt a warmth. Similar to the coldness of the shadow, was the warmth that this person gave off.

" I am a friend." he replied, smiling at me. I opened my mouth to ask him to be more specific, but before I could say anything he interrupted.

" I cannot tell you more, unfortunately, Linette." he said with a weary look on his face, "don't bother, I cannot tell not because of my own will, but because of the will of those above me." . Now, I was always an incredibly romantic person, filled with lots of imagination, so I take this to mean that some greater power doesn't want me to have anymore information than I absolutely need. I know, immensely corny, but I'm a romantic. Looking this new figure over, I notice that he isn't dressed like the other peasants, which is understandable, seeing as how he said that he wasn't from the village. He wore a loose white shirt tucked into the tight pants...inner voice: eww...that are fairly common these days. His boots came up to just under his knees, and he had a small carrying case for his instrument.

" Well, can you at least tell me your name?" I asked hopefully.

"Daniel." he answered.

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Well, thats it for today! Any advice? Review!

Katie