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A young woman, about fifteen years of age was sitting in a garden, reading a book of Elven poetry. She sat on a black woven blanket, wearing a long purple satin robe. She had long pale blonde hair, pulled back in a half pony tail. Her silver eyes softening as she read the peotry.

"Serenity?!" a voice called from about thirty feet away.

The young woman rolled her eyes as her oldest friend, her maid, came running through the garden, searching for her. As the maid reached Serenity, she plopped down on the blanket, gasping for breath.

"Your mother is looking for you Miss," the maid said between breaths.

Serenity glared up from her book at her friend. "She's always looking for me, Renae," she replied, becoming slightly aggrivated.

Renae sighed sadly, finally able to breathe steadily. "'Tis a sutor
Serenity," she said, "He definitely would not suite you, but your mother insists you meet him."

Serenity sighed, smiling at Renae, the only one who knew her inside and out. She closed her book, and stood up, Renae standing up after her. She walked next to Renae, entering the castle through a back door. She was already dressed for meeting someone, for an elf with foreseeing powers told her she would see someone unexpected today. The two entered the throne room, where her mother, the Queen awaited, sitting on her throne.

A tall, thin man, with red eyes, and jet-black hair awaited her, talking with the Queen. He turned as she entered the room, and swept a graceful bow, saying, "Your Highness."

Serenity grimaced slightly as she heard the man's voice, it carried venom to her ears.

"Serenity, this is Lord Lanvon. He owns a large estate in the forest, hidden from sight," the Queen said.

"I am honored," Serenity said slightly curtseying, as was custom.

Renae smiled at Serenity, and curtseied, leaving the room. On her way out, she smothered a giggle, that only Serenity could hear.

On the outside, Serenity was calm, and smiling. On the inside, Serenity was glaring, and yelling about Renae, and her mother, and this total stranger that wanted to marry her.

"I am sorry Sire, but if you are here about a hand in marriage, I simply cannot accept it. I am sorry if my mother has said that I will accept, but I will not. It is impossible," Serenity said, startling her mother, and Lord Lanvon.

"Serenity!! How dare you!" Serenity's mother screamed.

Before her mother could say anything further, Serenity walked out of the room, leaving her mother and Lord Lanvon to commerse themselves.

As she cleared the throne room, she shed her robe, and ran to her room, wearing pants and a light tunic. When she got there, she slammed the door behind her, and locked it. Slumping on to the bed, tears streamed down her cheeks, leaving trails on them.

Renae entered the room, being the only one with a key, and locked it behind her. She sat on the bed next to Serenity, and hugged her, letting her cry on her shoulder. "I am proud of you," she said into Serenity's ear, "For standing up to your mother, and shocking her out of her wits."

A coughing laugh escaped Serenity, and she looked up at Renae. "How could I live without you?"

"I don't know if you could."


. . .


That night, Serenity fell asleep early, dreaming of a sweet calmness, escaping over her. A figure appeared in her dreams, a tall man, that looked just like Lord Lanvon. Her was muttering something in some odd language. The last words he said, she could understand, those words were, "Let her dreams be ragged and horrid, for she is the prize that I want most, and if I cannot have her, no one can. Let her memmories, and her heart be thrown across the world. Let her sleep forever." As she heard this, her sweet dreams turned into nightmares, and horrible dreams.

In the morning, Renae woke to find Serenity lying still, and barely breathing. Her fair skin turned pale, and ice cold. She tried to wake Serenity, but found she couldn't. Running to the door, she called for one of the runners to find a woman who possesed special powers, who went by the name of Mariah, and for him to inform the Queen that something was wrong with the Princess. The Queen was found to be dead in her bed. Her cause of death was unknown. The witch, as some called her, said that the Princess had become cursed, and would only wake if her memories, and her heart were found.

Thus our story begins.

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((I understand. Its alright. Lets get this rp started then shall we?))

Mirabella had heard the news. Everyone in the Kingdome had. The Princess was near death, or so they said. The rumors were always changing; sometimes she was dead, sometimes merely sleeping, but always in the same tragic danger.

The same day the gossip poured in, Mirabella left the shrine. She was going to find out the truth to these tales then find a way to save the Princess.

She renounced her title as Priestess, took up her dagger and made her way to the castle. She knew someone inside the castle would know what had really happened to the beloved Princess.

(Are you outdoors or inside the castle?)

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Mirabella began walking into the castle, but someone caused her to stop short. There sitting on a wooden chair was a lady. From her dress she appeared to be a castle maid.

Perhaps she can help me sort things out...Bella thought

From the distance she was Bella couldn’t see that the woman was crying. But as she walked closer the woman's tears became evident.

Mirabella was having second thoughts, Perhaps I shouldn’t intrude.

But she knew that she may never have another opportunity to talk to the maid and decided to continue anyway.

"Pardon me miss," Said Mirabella sweetly " I am Mirabella of the Saudui Temple. I am here to inquire about the Princess Serenity. Would you happen to know anything?"