~Chapter 1~
It was the year of 1653, King Rodregues was staring blissfully into the opaque haze of fog that had settled over his kingdom. He looked out through to cobblestone laced window and took a quick glimpse at the firey sun, and calculated the approximate time was 8:00am.
At that time, King Rodregues' daugher, Princess Mondainas, had awoken. She rose her head from the soft velet lined pillot and stared at the door at the end of the oak bed frame. She drew the covers and and placed her feet on the ground, she stood up and walked to the door and opened it. The paneled door creeked as she opened it, at that moment the castle repair warden walked past. He was short, had a hobble and his teeth were crooked with pieces of recently eaten food and he was old and smelt like rotten fruit. 'Yes ma'lady' said the old man, 'fix this door immediatly' she said 'i want it as quiet as a whistle when i return after lunch' he stared at her. 'WELL THEN!... chop chop.. don't just stand their you ugly old beggar, fix my flaming door' , Campbell (The Repair Man) looked at the crooked oak door and drew a spanner like tool from the dirty cotton tool belt around his waist, Campbell put the end of the tool on the hexagonal bolt and turned it slowly to the left. He oiled the hinges with coconut paste and slipped the rusty tool into the cotton belt. He slowly approached the Princess' bed and lifted the covers, he brang them to his nose and tool a long breath in. He dropped the sheets, rolled his eyes and let out a sigh. He slowly walked to the door and closed it.
At that moment the king was walking down the cobblestone corridor and approaching the mess royal dining room quickly. There were a series of formated clacks as the kings grimstone septor hit the crumbling brick floor. He shoved Campbell hard 'get out of my way, you ugly beast'... the king was not happy. He flung the doors open, 'WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER!' He said this a loud booming voice.
