A caravan travels on a dirt road. they carry riches and the royal family moving its kingdom to escape the war. the newborn daughters hidden in clothes baskets. the queen who was too weak to stand when the kingdom left moved closer to see her daughters
Queen- They look alike how will we know which is which?
King-Well she has a scar in the shape of a crown and this one doesn't.
Queen- what do we name them?
king -can't we wait till we find our new home?
Queen- because it'll give the people something to smile about. Now, what shall we name them?
King- how about Hope for this one on the right and chance for the one on the left?
Queen- I like hope but Chance doesn't sound like the name of a princess. how about Megan?
King- yes I like Megan.
the word was spreading slowly and would not reach everyone . the night grew long and soon the king and queen were asleep. the driver hit a bump in the road and princess hope fell out of the caravan. her basket slid down a small hill and reached a couple trying to collect their stuff from there wagon tipping over. the girls weren't discovered till morning. as the king and queen mourned the couple that took Hope renamed her Amber and said she was a gift from God.
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Fiction généraleWell, the writing style is borrowed from my friend Alani. this book is based on a game I use to play with one of my friends. and I loved it so much I put it on paper so to speak.
