Yay! I've had a ton of people visit and hit my stories! In two days I've had over a hundred hits! I'm so happy! And thank you to my beta xmoonlightxwingsx for accepting me on such short notice! You go girl! Please continue to review an check out my stories Perfect and A Goodnight Kiss and review those too! Luv U Guys! Oh, and you will see some names, like "Wind Goddess" and "Shadow Lord", those are some of the "Gods" in this world.

Max: When do I get to meet Fang?

Me: In this chapter if you cooperate and do the disclaimer, and I may bring him into the next chapters' AN too.

Max: Yay! Okay, Stardust does not own me, or the Flock, only this plot and she would appreciate if you used this plot to give a disclaimer to her too! Do I get Fang now?

Me: Fine. Only because you did it so well.

/ I am a line break. Fear me/

"I am right here O' Great King Jebidiah."

"Maximum! You will not take that tone with me! Where in the name of the Wind Goddess were you?"

""One, I just did," I said, getting irratated, "And two, I was checking that Firestorm was ready for the two week ride you are sending us on for one reason or another."

Jeb sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. We both knew I had won this round, and that he couldn't punish me for no good reason.

"Fine Max, just... sit down somewhere and don't cause trouble."

"Since when do I ever?" I smugly replied. And just as I was about to seat myself in one of their extra soft, overstuffed chairs, a figure stepped out of the shadows and cleared his throat. Jeb started, which made me snicker. Honestly, that man couldn't survive a day in the wilderness on his own without his personal chef, medic, and army battalion.

"Oh, yes," he managed to stammer after a moment, "This is Sir Nickolai, he will be a guide in your battalion and he is the ambassador to the Southern Kingdom from the Sea Kingdom."

At the end of Jeb's little ramble, something caught my memory. The stable hand had said a knight had come to the Kingdom to be an ambassador. He was the one who owned the black stallion.

So, with sarcasm intact, I asked the knight, Sir Nickolai, "Are you sure we won't lose your horse at night? I don't want to be trampled when I go for a walk, and I would sure hate to see such a kind stallion impaled on a spear."

That infuriating pain of a knight just smirked like the insufferable, hot jerk that he was. Though, he wasn't that bad looking, he almost looked like his horse in a way. Ebony, shaggy hair that fell past his ears, coupled with his olive skin and obsidian eyes reminded me of the Shadow Lord.

"And what about yours?" He asked, "She might just be so skittish that when she sees a rabbit, she'll run off bucking. I would hate to see that happen to such a fair maid as yourself. I would just have to come and save you."

"The hell you would. I am more than capable of taking care of myself."

"MAX!" Jeb shouted, "You will sit this instant!"

"Why should I?"

"You are being disrespctful to our guest!"

"If he is going to be around us for a month or more, he'd better get pretty well used to my rudeness! And he started it!"

"This is NOT about who started it! You are a princess, and therefore expected to be more than kind to our guests!"

"Then you can take your expectations and shove it! I am not your average princess, I thought you had picked up on that after having to deal with me for fourteen years!"

"Leave this room right now young lady!"

"Fine! And, by the way, I am not a lady, nor a princess, at least, not in your books."

I stormed out of the room, seeing red because my stupid DAD wanted me to be a lady. Yeah, right. Like that was ever going to happen. I was too loud, too firey, too independent. I was never going to be rescued by some insufferable, unloving pain in the ass who can't keep his hands to himself, even if he was incrediblely hot.

God, what had happened to me? This morning I had woken up in a reasonably good mood, and now my day was going to get a hell of a lot worse in three...two...one...

"Max?"