Prologue

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The young Queen was not in the pain she had when having her other four children. This one was easy, still painful, but easier than her other four. When the child was finally out, the nurse maid took the child into her arms. She did not rock it like she did with the others, something was wrong. "I am very sorry, Milady. It seems the poor princess did not make it!" the birth maid replayed with a face of sorrow."
"My husband has been wanting a girl as his final child, now I can't face my love!"
With that said, from the door come a knock. The nurse maid opened the door up to a frail, old, woman. "Hello, your majesty. I have a child for you, a girl who is different, but special. Her parents were killed right after her birth sadly, but I wish for you to rise her as your own."
The old woman said as she handed the nurse maid the baby. As the nurse maid brought the child to the Queen, "thank you, kin-"
The Queen starts to say, but the woman was nowhere to be seen.

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