♦Rebellion♦The Rise of the Monarchy♦Book One: Parliament Speaks♦

She frowned. "Hmm, no" she said. "I was an orphan, then I worked as a maid, then my mistress passed away not to long ago, I've been giving her belongings and free ever since" she said.

I walked out side, with Amelia following.
And yes I walked outside the gates, and into the Village. Many people bowed to me.

Amelia looked back seeing him faintly, then she whispered in Rosalie's ear.
She stopped, and turned around cocking her head. "May I help you? Prince." she said, politely.

Scott listened "Oh. I dont remember my parents, let alone know where they are" he shrugged

"Hmm.." she had to let go, she never knew any family of hers and that hurt her so bad. "Well let's take a quick turn past the Stream, shall we?" She said upset, but trying to forget.

He nodded as he looked at her "Sorry for bring it up" he said seeing her look that seemed upsetish

“No worries” she said, kneeling by the stream.-Katie

“Ah, and why would you be doing that?” She said. “We both know that you’re so much better.” She said, dramatically, and sarcastically.-ratty

Scott nodded "Ok." he kneeled beside her he looked at the water and smile faintly

(G2G I will be back tomarrow Bye Erin )

((Ok bye Katie))

"Oh, don't you start" she said, drawing attention to her. not on purpose though.

((I gotta go byez))

“Goodbye” I said, trying to drop it. I turned around and started walking with Amelia right behind me.

Scott nodded "Ok." he kneeled beside her he looked at the water and smile faintly

Amelia and I walked to the Black iron gates, they let me and her trough.
The wind blew my hair, my it was wonderful.

We walked past the stream and into the woods.
"Gosh, you're so lucky" said Amelia.
"And why is that?" I asked.
"Because, your a princess, and you have princess's all over the land asking for you hand" she said.
I laughed. "That's no reason to be lucky" I said.
"Well, I wish it could be like that for me, then I wouldn't be a maid anymore" she said. "I could leave" she said, dreamily.

We kept walking until I saw somthing, it looked like a wall.
"Amelia?" I asked.
"Yes?" She said.
"Follow me" I said, as I ran toward the thing.

I stopped in front of at least a 22 foot wall.
"My god" I said, staring up, at the barbed wire that lined the top.
Amelia gasped.
"Father's more communist then I'd ever though"t I said.