| chapter one |
[Jan. 22nd, 2005|05:35 pm] |
There once was a kind king and queen in Rasba. They had six sons and all but the youngest were wicked children. No matter how much they tried to get their boys to behave it never happened. The youngest was named Naiji. The king was trying to make better ties with the other kingdoms, so he promised his youngest son to a close kingdom that had a princess named Ana Maria. The girl was both kind and beautiful.
When Naiji was six, and Ana Maria was four, Naiji’s father died. His oldest son Ryan was now in control. The queen was exiled and Naiji was forced by his brothers to do whatever they said. The kingdom started to break down and became a mess.
When Ana Maria was ten, she was riding a horse. She was near some elves. Elves are mischievous creatures so one decided to scare her horse. Well, when it decided to do this, Ana Maria’s horse flung her off into a tree. This hit paralyzed her from the waist down. Because this accident was created by an elf, her gorgeous black hair was changed into an ugly brown and her striking green eyes were the same brown color. At first when her servant found her he didn’t realize it was really her. But, after hearing her talk, he knew who it was because she still had her beautiful voice. At the same time unknown to her, Naiji’s hair went from an attractive blonde to the same ugly brown as did his startling blue eyes.
When Naiji was thirteen, he was supposed to be invited to Ana Maria’s kingdom, which was the kingdom of Kunkel, to meet his future wife. They never received their invitation, because the king of Kunkel, had heard about what a wreak the kingdom was and how horrible the kids are, decided he didn’t want them to have their daughter. Another reason, they didn’t send the invitation, was because they didn’t want them to know that their daughter was handicapped. King Ryan would send messengers to for five years with no response before he decided to do something about it. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2005|02:52 pm] |
well i guess i'm going to write my story...
comments are welcome... so is critism just dont be to evil
i cant spell so if you notice something just say so...
and no comments about me or my life style, only about the story... and if you dont like me... then deal cuz i dont give a shit |
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