I open the door quickly. Seeing a guard up in Kayon's face holding onto his know wrinkled shirt. England lays in a chair passed out, with red liqued around her. I spring onto the guard pinning him on the ground, with my foot pressing on his back. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" I hear a voice yell behind me. I swing my head around to see my father holding his glasses staring at me. "I um..... he...a... " I stammer pointing to Kayon and the guard. " Let him go.." The king says sternly. I let go placing me hands on my hips. The guard quickly get a up throwing his arms in the air in defeat. "Know Ashley, ... " I cut him off before he can finish. " Why where you threatening Kayon!!?!?" I say firmly to the guard who was shacking. "... " the guard opens his mouth but nothing comes out but a squeak. " It's a long story.... we where talking about our reports on you and the new royal guards. There was a disagreement and then England fainted from drinking a glass of red wine." He explains, while I listen carefully. " ohhhhh... ha ha ha-.... Sorry about that.." I say wipping off the dust on the guards armor. "You may leave know." Dad says pointing to the shacking guard. He nods and quickly races out the door. " Anyway, I'm glad you are here.. " Dad says training off. "Ashley the winter ball is in a week,it's a judge event!" Kayon says stepping forward. I nod . Ok another ball that's great. "Kayon you can start with the preparations. " the king says waving us out the door. Kayon grabs the fainted England and we walk out the door.
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The Throne Of Norrea
FantasyCOMPLETED: UNDER EDITING ** " Mom I'm just a normal teen!" I yell . "But what if your not."mom says in a whisper yell. "What do you mean!?"I say back.** Ashley is not a normal 16 year old. She is the next heir to the throne. She has a lot of work...
