A second chapter today because I feel bad about my incredibly short chapter I posted earlier. Besides, I wanted to cut to the chase and get this story started! Wooo!

The next morning, the SkyWing princess got up and checked her window. It was still dark out, so Garnet still had time to do her own thing. She stepped over to her desk, and took out a scroll. Garnet had always loved the idea of being an author, and she had been rewriting the same scroll since she was two, and she was five now. Beryl of the SkyWings, she had always called it.

She was about halfway through her 6th copy, as she changed the events and wording every time she learned something new about writing, which, unfortunately, wasn't too often. Being a "princess" always came first.

After what felt like only a few minutes, a guard came in, saying that Olympus wanted to see Garnet. With a sigh, she followed him to the Great Hall.

Olympus was sitting straight in her throne, her scales the same tangerine orange they always were. "Hello, Garnet," she smiled, leaping from her throne. "I have a gift for you," she pulled out an armband, and gave it to Garnet.

It was a nice shade of sea blue, with the amber that they had gotten yesterday in the center. Around the rest of the armband, it was studded with small orange and red gems. "What do you want now?" Garnet asked.

Olympus heaved out a sigh. "Well, I think you should start thinking about marriage. And I've found a noble I believe you may like," she confessed.

The princess rolled her eyes, "Fine, mother. I'll talk to him."

That seemed to put the wind under her wings. "I'll go find him, his name is Peak," and with that, the queen flew out into the open air.

When Olympus came back, Garnet was perched on her throne. Garnet did not speak, she just nodded to the maroon dragonet that was at her mother's side. "This, is Peak. Peak, this is Princess Garnet," she introduced before walking out the grand door, a spring in her step.

Peak was handsome, and clearly of noble class, judging by the way he held himself. But the way he puffed out his chest made it clear that he was also very self-confident. He was probably used to girls throwing themselves at him. "Hello," he smiled, like he expected Garnet to do the same.

Garnet felt her spine turn to steel. She would give him a chance, but she would not live up to his expectations and fall at his talons. "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you," she jumped from her throne, landing beside him. "What are your interests? Why do you believe you'd make a good king?"

"Well, for a living, I am a trick flier in one of the arenas down in town. And as for being a good king, I am extremely responsible, I handle money very well. I am just all around great, aren't I?" he smiled.

Full of himself. Not responsible, judging by how much of a big deal he made about how responsible he is. Besides, trick fliers tend to be very irresponsible. Garnet quickly decided. Garnet shrugged.

Peak pretended to yawn, stretching his wings, and resting one around Garnet's back. "Y'know, I can just handle all the big, important stuff, and you can be my wife. What do you say? King Peak and Queen Garnet."

Garnet narrowed her eyes. "You do realize that you have just insulted me, by implying that I am not capable of handling my own kingdom. Besides, I would never marry someone I've only just met. I, unlike you, am very responsible," She shook his wing off her back, and stalked up to her throne.

"Well I deserve this more than you!" Peak shouted, clearly on impulse. "I should be the one sitting on that throne! I should be the one getting ready to rule my own kingdom! You should be the one sitting here, begging me to marry you!" he insulted.

Garnet spread her wings imposingly. "You may have lightly insulted me before. That could have been forgiven. But this, this cannot be forgiven. Peak, you have not only insulted me, but my entire family, by saying we are not fit to rule. You will never be a king, you will never rule. Especially by my side. Guards!" the princess raised her voice.

Five guards, including Skyscraper, rushed into the throne room. "What is it, Princess Garnet?" Skyscraper asked.

"This dragonet, Peak, has insulted the royal family. Please take him to the dungeon," she requested, shooting a glare at the maroon SkyWing.

"Um, Princess Garnet, I mean no disrespect, but I believe that we need Queen Olympus's permission before sending him to the dungeon," another guard explained.

"That won't be necessary," Olympus walked into the room. "I heard their entire conversation. He deserves to be sent to the dungeon," the queen agreed.

With that, they surrounded Peak, who was murmuring. "B-but, my kingdom. M-my future."

As soon as he was out of sight, Princess Garnet leaped from her throne, and ran towards her room.

Alone with her thoughts, she made a decision. She'd run away. Within an hour, Garnet had gathered rations, a few scrolls, and a her simplest cloaks. She drew one around her shoulders, and waited for sunset.

In the dead of night, she soared through the sky towards the town of Possibility.