AroraDestiny
Destiny Calls...
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There were two kingdoms close in proximity to one another. In One kingdoms hall hung the banners of the red rose. The symbol of the familys power and notoriety. There lived a young woman with flaming red hair. She was the princess Alreania Rea of the family of the Rose.
In the other kingdom hung the banner of a bright sun rising over the land of thier ancestors. The symbol of things past and things to come the symbol of Destiny. There lived another young woman Arora Catherine Destiny, much younger then the princess of the neighboring kingdom. She was in fact 4 years younger. They had never met but they both dreamed the same kind of dream.
Oh to be a Knight! Arora often dreamed of it as she was this very moment. Her waist length brown hair was twisted into a braid and she wore a boys breeches and a loose white shirt as she swung her sword at her fathers head guardsman. He evading her easily as always and yet still patiently telling her to come at him again. This practice she looked forward to after her boring hours of study abovestairs. Her father agreeing to it only after the knight she was practicing with offered to tutor her. "In the case of an emergency"
There was a tournament next week and one she awaited with much enthusiasm. The tournaments were her only reprive from her studies.
In the other kingdom hung the banner of a bright sun rising over the land of thier ancestors. The symbol of things past and things to come the symbol of Destiny. There lived another young woman Arora Catherine Destiny, much younger then the princess of the neighboring kingdom. She was in fact 4 years younger. They had never met but they both dreamed the same kind of dream.
Oh to be a Knight! Arora often dreamed of it as she was this very moment. Her waist length brown hair was twisted into a braid and she wore a boys breeches and a loose white shirt as she swung her sword at her fathers head guardsman. He evading her easily as always and yet still patiently telling her to come at him again. This practice she looked forward to after her boring hours of study abovestairs. Her father agreeing to it only after the knight she was practicing with offered to tutor her. "In the case of an emergency"
There was a tournament next week and one she awaited with much enthusiasm. The tournaments were her only reprive from her studies.