Ancestry
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Long ago, born unto a kingdom of wealth, there was a princess. She was born fair and of beauty. Alas, the kingdom was under siege, just a few days after the princess was born. Rumors of the King being kidnapped could not be confirmed, nor denied. The Queen, conflicted, had to make a decision. Without a king to command them, knights were fleeing the kingdom. The castle was a labyrinth, yet, she knew that they would find her soon enough. The Queen called upon a feeble servant girl, no older than seventeen years. The servant came to her aid with hast. The Queen explained her plan to the girl and she was momentarily appalled. Once she was resigned back into her blank stance, the Queen asked her the question she was dreading. She was asked to take the princess and flee through a series of underground tunnels and keep her safe. The servant girl, afraid and humble, took the small child, cradled in in her arms and left through a panel in the floor. With one last kiss to her beloved daughter, the Queen bid a farewell before whispering, "They shall call you Analia. And one day, Queen."
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