A woman, only about 16, runs down a hallway in some far off castle. She has brown hair and brown eyes. The hall has walls painted tan with red crown molding. The floor is hardwood with a red rug that runs down the length of the hallway. The woman is wearing a light blue princess dress and a gold crown with blue sapphires set in it. Runs until she reaches the end of the hall, where the only door in the castle that's locked. The woman pulls out a key from a hidden pocket and unlocks the door. She rushes inside and quickly closes the door behind her and locks it again.
The room is large especially for a nursery and is painted a pale pink for a baby girl. The carpet is a light tan color and is soft to the touch. Pushed up against the left wall is a changing table and a small dresser with tiny dresses and shoes in it. There's also a large window in the back of the room covered with white curtains. In front of the window is a white wooden rocking chair with a pink cushion on it for comfort. On the right wall there is a small bed with railing around it. Next to the bee is a door that leads to a closet filled with dresses and shoes for a princess and a crown ready to be worn. In the middle of the room there is a white wood crib with a white lace canopy over it. Inside it a 2-year-old baby is sleeping she has on a white night gown.
The baby has no hair yet, but has big beautiful hazel brown eyes that she opens as she sees the woman, who is her mother. Her mother reaches into the crib and picks up her baby and then rocks her slowly. The door to the nursery unlocks and a girl comes in the same way as the mother did.
"My queen, are you ready to go," she said. The girl has blonde hair and blue eyes that are almost gray. She looks no older than twelve, but carries herself as though she is a 16. Her dress is in the same style as the mother's dress only in red.
"Dear, a mother is never ready to give up her child," the woman rocking the baby said, "but I must, for her own good."
The girl nods silently, blonde hair bobbing up and down with each nod. The woman wrapped the baby up in a pink blanket from her bed. Then the girl opened the door and the woman ran through carrying the baby. The two hurried down the hall and then down a flight of stairs. After they had wound their way toward the back of the castle, avoiding servants and other people, they reached their destination. In front of them was a solid brick wall, at least to most people it was. The woman touched her hand to the wall, the other hand held the baby. Her hand started to glow and a door appeared, she opened it and hurried the girl and her through.
On the other side of the door there was a small hidden courtyard, that backed up to a dense forest. A boy, around 12 also, and a horse stood waiting for the pair to arrive. As he saw them the boy straightened up and bowed. The horse, tan with a black mane, stomped its foot impatiently. The boy stood up and mounted his horse. Then the woman, after giving her baby a kiss on the forehead, gave her baby to him.
"You will take good care of her, won't you?" she asked.
"Of course your magesty," he answered pretending to be insulted.
"And you will take care of yourself too right?" the girl asked lovingly
"Yes dear," the boy said rolling his eyes at her. The girl gave him a kiss on the cheek and the two said the rest of their goodbyes.
"Goodbye Bree," the woman said to her baby as the boy rode off into the forest with her. Taking her to her new home and new life.
