Ok, so this is the first proper chapter with Amy and Wyatt. He wants her to be his Queen, eventually, but he doesnt want to force her into it.

I own Amy, Wyatt, Korrine and this storyline, dont own the Labyrinth.

Enjoy! XD

NJEverlove

Amy woke to the smell of full cooked breakfast. It filled her nostrils and took over every sense in her body. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see where the smell was coming from.

Everything was a blur at first; just silhouettes across the walls, she couldn't make out where she was.

As the room came into view properly, she looked around her, trying to figure out where she was. It was a large room, with a dressing table in one corner next to a full length mirror. Getting up from the bed, she walked through the open door near the mirror and gasped as she looked around her.

Beautiful dresses. Of all colours, of all styles, of all textures. She ran her hand across them, feeling the soft silkiness beneath her fingers. Below the shoes were rows of shoes; high heels, kitten heels, flats, slippers and a lot more, all in colours and styles to match the dresses. The room was amazing, it was every girls dream come true!

At the far end of the dressing room, there was a large comfy looking armchair. Across one arm a dress had been put out for her to wear. Next to the dress there was a note addressed to her.

Amy,

I have arranged for food to be ready for you when you wake.
Please meet me in the breakfast room, and wear the dress I picked out for you.

Wyatt x

'Wyatt?' She thought to herself 'Why does that sound familiar?'

She picked up the dress up and started to pull it over herself. Walking out and looking in the mirror, she was trying to decide if she liked it or not. It was pale blue her favourite colour, but it wasn't anything special, just a dress to wear during the day. It was simple but elegant, and Amy was glad the neckline wasn't too low. Even though she was just 19, she had been 'blessed' with a rather large chest and felt too tarty to show it off too much. The sleeves were short, showing off her slender arms. It hugged her figure, showing off her perfect curves. 'Yes' she thought 'This is nice.'

She was about to go back to get some shoes when another door opposite her burst open and a short old woman ran in, looking more than a bit flustered.

"Oh thank the gods, your dressed, the king wouldn't be very happy with me if I didn't get you to breakfast on time!" She walked over to the dressing table and took something out of one of the drawers, then she turned to look at Amy. "Come on then lovey, let me do your hair."

Instinctively, her hand moved up to her hair, her fingers moving through her knotty blonde ringlets. It was never usually this knotty after she'd slept, maybe she'd forgotten to brush it last night.

Amy sat down in front of the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked radiant; Her hair shone in the light, her skin was bright, her cheeks held a rosy glow and her eyes shimmered beautiful pale blue to match her dress.

"Right then, what shall we do with this today?" The woman behind her mumbled, more to herself than to Amy.

"Excuse me" Amy mumbled, "Who are you?"

The old woman's eyes grew in shock "Sorry miss, did the King not tell ya'? Well no I suppose he wont have had the time yet. My name is Korrine, Im head of the household. The King has instructed me to be your maid.

'My maid?' Amy thought. "Not to Im be rude, Im sure you do a wonderful job Korrine, but what do I need a maid for? Im perfectly fine by myself."

Korrine didn't speak for a moment as she started to brush Amy's hair. It was so soft to touch, and she was trying to think whether to keep it down or to tie it back. "Well sometimes its just nice to have a helping hand, and you'll need help when you start wearing a corset. Looking at you now though, I don't think you'll need a corset to be fair, your skinny enough as it is." She decided to keep most of it down, while clipping back bits at one side with tiny glittered slides, to keep her hair from falling in her face.

"Korrine," Amy said timidly "Whats he like? the King?"

Korrine smiled "He's nice, he's better than a lot of people I've worked for. Because we're only servants most people dont care about our feelings, about anything other than the work we do, but he does, he cares. He hasnt really been himself lately though."

"Why's that?"

"No one knows. A few months ago he just stopped talking to us all, he hasnt been eating right either and he doesnt sleep properly." She stopped for a moment staring through the mirror at the young girl infront of her. Amy looked amazing, and Korrine was sure the King would be pleased with her.

Then she remembered what they were supposed to be doing. "Oh my! Here we are, chatting away while the King is waiting for you my dear! Come on!"

They were just about to leave the room when Amy rushed back to the dressing room. "Lovey, what are you doing? We haven't got time to dawdle!"

"I forgot my shoes" She emerged moments later, hopping on one foot trying to put her shoe on but trying to keep balanced at the same time. "There. Lets go"

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They walked though many different corridors, through carved doors and down a winding staircase. Finally they arrived at the breakfast room. Before Korrine ushered her out of sight of the doors, Amy could already see someone at the head of the table. He looked strangely familiar, but she couldn't remember who he was.

Korrine knocked at the door and a chair could be heard being pushed back, supposedly as the man stood to greet her.

"Miss Amy, Your Highness." She curtseyed and stood aside so Amy could pass into the room

Korrine must have noticed how nervous Amy looked, for she stopped her and whispered "Show me that smile lovey. Don't worry, just be yourself and he'll love you!"

"Wait!" Amy said quietly as Korrine hurried out of the room and left Amy stood alone, wondering what to do, what to say, how to act. She'd never met a King before!

Amy curtseyed and kept her head bowed, trying to think what to do. She remembered what Korrine had said before she left. 'Show me that smile.'

As she stood straight again she noticed the King had moved closer, and was now only a few feet away from her. She smiled, showing off her perfectly white teeth. The King smiled too.

"I trust you slept well Amy?" He said, his posh accent almost making her laugh.

"Yes thank you. Very well your Highness…" She stopped suddenly in thought "Is that what I am to call you? your Highness?"

This made him smile again. How she loved his smile! "I think," He said, taking he hand softly in his, and kissing the back "You can call me Wyatt, seeing as I am to call you Amy, seems only…fair"

He smiled again as he noticed the blush across her cheeks. "Come, lets eat. Cant have you feeling hungry all day, you've got a tour of the castle to get though yet" Still holding her hand he led Amy across the room to the seat next to his. He pulled out the chair for her and pushed it in as she sat down, making a note of how much she was trying to do to look lady like.

He knew she wasn't lady like at all, he'd watched her climb those dreadful cliffs in the aboveground, watched her so many times as she slipped and cut her legs. He wondered for a moment if she still had those cuts, and decided he would find out sooner or later anyway.

They made general conversation as they ate. Amy talked about college and her friends there, but never did she mention Sarah. Looking at her eating, Wyatt noticed how she would cut her food into tiny pieces before eating it. He remembered from books he had read about the above ground that this is what lady's of high class did when they ate. 'This isn't my Amy.' he though 'My Amy isn't like this…maybe she's just settling in, when she has been here for a few weeks she'll show her true nature, wont she?'

Realizing that Amy was staring at him, he changed the subject to keep his mind of the thoughts wandering through his head.

"So, how do you like the castle so far then Amy?" He asked. Amy placed her knife and fork on her plate gently and answered.

"Its lovely Your Highn…" He raised his eyebrows softly, a smirk playing at the edge of his mouth. "Wyatt. It really is spectacular, well what Ive seen of it so far anyway." She looked at him and noticed that he had stopped eating. "Shall we go on that tour now? I would love so much to see the rest of the castle!"

Wyatt smiled again before getting up and pulled Amy's chair out, offering her his arm. "As you wish"

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Well, I think Ill keep this chapter here, I was going to go into a flashback kind of thing but that can wait for the next chapter.

Wyatt: What flashback? No one said anything to me about a flashback?

Amy: Maybe your not in it.

Wyatt: Were you told about a flashback?

Amy: -pause- no.

Wyatt: So neither of us are in it??

Amy: Maybe its a secret! Just ssssh!

NJEverlove: Will you two be quiet, Im trying to write here!

Amy/Wyatt: Sorry!

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