"Well," I take a breathe, maybe this girl wasn't so into royalty or whatever, but she did curtsey, "I have come from the oh-so-wonderful kinddom of Ireland. I would've came last year but we just ended a war. Call me Jac." I notice my bags on a bed, along with my bird cage. I unlock the cage and Skeet flies to my shoulder. "This is Skeet."
I never have been around so many kids who are going through the same thing as me. Granted I probably won't tell anyone much about the war. My kingdom won, but at the loss of many soldiers and my brother who was kidnapped. I haven't seen him in years. No one knows if he is dead or alive.
People begin explaining who they are, but there's not much information I can take in all at once.
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Academy Of The Royals (Draft version)
FantasyThis is really old and not really worth reading, it's very poorly written In a world made up of only kingdoms how do people have any freedom? Well some would say they don't, that's how that uprisings started. But what happens when rebels invade the...
