Just a Kingdom To the West

Prologue

A/N: Sorry I haven't been active! Semester exams have got me depressed as can be, but I AM BACK and will be posting more. I know I already have two unfinished stories... and I will work on those! I swear! But in the meantime... PROLOGUE!

Nicola pulled her large bag along behind her, now fully aware of the vast amount of books within its depths and how exceedingly heavy they were. But that was of no importance, as she was finally here. She had waited every day of her fifteen years on this world to get to the School for Good and Evil, and she was there.

This was the apex of her life, the peak of her entire life's plans. She was to become a leader, graduate with honors, and go home to her family with the ability to inherit the throne, despite being a female.

Since she was born, her parents had groomed her for this position as heiress. Unlike other pirncesses her age, she grew up with books and swords, the world's leading political thinkers and knights teaching her from the cradle. She was not a princess, in her eyes. She was an accomplished swordsman (the first female to be accepted into the school's swordmanship class), a cunning and calculating leader, and, most importantly, the heir to the throne of Wolfsbane.

Her tugged at the pink dress she had on, feeling awkward in the cloth. But that didn't matter. She could change her wardrobe before the opening ceremonies.

Across the bridge, in Nicola's sister school, a young blond haired Never dreamed of a dashing prince saving her from the clutches of villainy. A prince that could save her and would whisk her away to their castle far, far away from the terrible home that she had once been ignored and unloved in.

Unbeknownst to the teenagers, a blank storybook had already been thrown from the shelf, a pen quivering in excitement above it, itching to tell the story of two sisters, a prince, and an unsuspecting heir.