On a hill sat girl and her rabbit. The rabbit was light brown with black splotches. But of was not solid black, but rather black hairs grouped around certain areas. The girl had slightly tanned skin, and brown shoulder length hair. She had light brown eyes, and had a little weight. The girl was watching the sun set as she stroked the rabbit’s fur.
"Princess! Princess!" someone was shouting worriedly. The girl just rolled her eyes. "Oh, no! The queen will surely punish me if I don't find her!" he mumbled. The girl hated how weak her country was. Everyone is always hiding, eating and getting angry and doing nothing about it.
The man kept calling the princess, but got no reply. Finally someone else came.
"Joëlle! You get down here this instant!" called a very angry woman. The girl sighed and got up.
"Coming mother." she called back. As she started to walk down the hill the rabbit followed. Once she reached the bottom she faced a very angry woman.
"Yes, mother?" the woman didn't say anything. So the girl picked up her rabbit and started to walk in to the cave in the hill.
"Stop right there young lady." She stopped. "Do you realize that I am supposed to be talking with representatives from the other countries? But I can't, because I have to deal with my inconsiderate daughter!" she yelled the last two words. "Now, you will go in there and sit quietly and speak only when spoken to. Is that under stood."
"Yes my queen." she said sarcastically while bowing.
"You WILL be having a talk with your father after the dinner." she said in a serious tone. But the girl kept walking. When she reached the dining hall she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned her head to see her mother smiling at her. An older man with black hair walked toward her. He had as kind smile and winkles around his eyes that showed he had that smile on his face quite a lot.
"Hello princess Joëlle." he bowed. She curtsied. "I am Jarred my sister is married to King Humphrey of Ekkehardt."
"Good evening..." she started, not knowing his title.
"Duke."
"Good evening Duke Jarred. I hope you traveled comfortably." she said. Knowing her mother wanted her to make small talk.
"Quite comfortably, thank you. I think I should like to bring my nephew here. The hills are very lovely." replied the duke.
"Next week the flowers will start to bloom, I suggest that he comes then. It will be much prettier then." she was finished talking to him for now so she curtsied and walked to the next person. "Good evening..."
"Your daughter is very, how I should put it, dutiful. At the fact that she should greet every guest that is." the Duke said to the queen.
"Yes, that is something I believe should be instilled in to children as soon as possible." replied the queen. "Especially children who are part of court." he nodded. "I do believe it is time that we head to the dining hall. Do you mind escorting me? It seems my husband seems to be elsewhere."
"Not at all your highness." he bowed. She placed her hand on the back of his that was out stretched. At the head of the table sat the queen. To her right the king, to her left the guest of honor, Duke Jarred. Some other guests on both sides, the princess then fifteen other people sitting in order of rank.
The princess kept quiet, listening to the others conversations. The first entrée had come; five more courses and she could leave.
"I have just recently seen the young princess Riona, she is quite beautiful." An older woman with dark brown hair said. Clearly one of the queen’s guests. "She is very accomplished as well. She can dance, and draw very well for the age of six." she leaned toward the person next to her and said, "Quite unlike another princess that we know of."
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