Uhhhh…I have no Idea where this came from but going with it.'

Thoughts'

"Talking"

Normal

"Spells"

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The princess, the heiress to the kingdom but she hated it. She hated the life she was given; the hand life had given her. It was so boring repeating the same things every day. No one wanted to be friends, always wanting something, no one was pure of heart.

To escape she would return to her books a chance to drift away to another world. She read about mages who fought for justice. They were her idols they were what her motives for what to do. They seemed pure untainted by the evils of the world. They fought for what they believed not what others told them. They had goals, dreams of the future. If asked Hisui's only goal was to see the world she lived in.

She read of farmers, of the common people who worked behind the scenes. They were her role models, they didn't want anything for what they did. They woke up in the morning expecting nothing and were content with that. They didn't complain about having anything besides the land below their feet. They didn't complain when the crops died only making sacrificing and working harder for the next time.

She read of kings and queen, her eyes wide in awe. They were so highly praised, but for what? They ruled the kingdom throwing orders on those below them. They sat in meeting with others like them sitting and laughing enjoying the world made by the commoners. They didn't run the army leaving that to the praiseworthy generals. Why were Kings worshiped for things they didn't do? They didn't fight on the front lines. They didn't harvest the crops. They didn't start from nothing. They weren't fairy tale heroes.

Reading the stories of kings and queens were her least favorite but grabbed her attention the most. They were the most connected to herself, she was next in line. No matter how many times she read of kings who started from nothing, no matter how many time she learned of frontline warriors who rose the ranks; her dismay for the rulers existed. Maybe it was a wake-up call, maybe it was nothing but she could never put the idea in the back of her head.

Whenever she met princes she was unpleased, seeing the spineless kings from the stories she once read about. Their tongue leading them through the ranks, not their own merits. They had been birthed into greatness, not finding it on the battlefield. She never gave any of them a second glance. She dismissed any and all suitors believing them all to have baggage. Only people who started from nothing came without baggage, came without any motive. The people who came from nothing were the people she was waiting for.

She read of knights, the knight in shining armor. Her favorite fairy tale above all else. The knight started from nothing, he was a simple common man who did something no one else even dreamed of. As nobles hid, as kings ran, as soldiers retreated, he stood in place no hesitation on his mind. He rose the ranks creating a name for himself, he created a life from nothing. Later he found, he didn't listen to the people who told him it hopeless. He didn't listen to the people who told him he didn't matter. He found love with the princess. He ruled the kingdom with her by his side; they led the kingdom into prosperity. It wasn't by sitting on a throne ordering other. It wasn't by running when times got tough. It wasn't by laughing as others did the work. He woke up with the sun to local farmers. He walked down the markets helping business. He fought on the front lines in every battle. He had a motto for himself "If I'm unwilling to do something, what right does it give me to force someone else to do it?"

The mages were her idols, the farmers her role models, the nobles her nightmare, and the knight in shining armor her dream.

She dreamed of being saved from the life she lived. She dreamed of escaping from the place that if not tens of thousands, thousands dreamed of being. She wanted to be normal, she wanted to work the fields like the farmer, she wanted to watch the heroes in search of a different life. She wanted to be common and not a princess. She was unable to change any of that now. She had already been dealt a hand in life, one others would only dream of.

The books were her escape but she wanted more, she wanted to be completely away from the troubles of nobles. So, she planned, she planned her escape at the age of ten. Under the watch of best guards, under the teaching of the best tutors, under the gaze of a protective parent.

Years passed and the question of why began to appear. Why did she want to escape when she can do the same things when becoming queen? The next months seemed to never end as the question never stopped appearing.

She paced back and forth before saying she would give her dream a year. She would give her knight another year to appear. She knew this didn't answer the question of why, but she knew that question had no answer. She knew her action were selfish, she knew what she was doing was good for nothing else but herself.

Her father had given her the best of everything, everything a teenager like her could have wanted. To her, it felt suffocating the feeling of having everything was suffocating. She was unable to describe why this was occurring but existed none the less.

During her fifteenth year, she vanished in the middle of the night.

END

Next chapter is already written but would like to see what people think before I post it.