MisaLaVan
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- Joined
- Nov 12, 2013
- Location
- NeverEverLand
Amber Hall was the daughter of Lord Hall, he ran the north port of the royal kingdom. Being of noble blood Amber didn't get out much, and often had no one to play with. That was until one of the kitchen maid's came home with her young son. The boy had only been a year or so older then the girl and the pair became fast friends. As the years passed the pair grew closer, until the Lord had to put a stop to it. The young boy was shipped away at the age of 12.
When the morning came Amber was heart broken to find her beloved gone. The pain didn't easy over the years like her father said it would. The once friendly and loving girl turned cold and withdrawn. Her mind always seemed to come back to the young boy she loved and she could only hope he was doing well.
It had been seven years since he had been sent away. It was her 18th name day, and her parents were throwing a big party for her. Many Lords and their families had come, even the royal family was there. She did her best to look happy with her long brown hair done up just prefect and the red silk making her green eyes stand out. She moved toward the window, looking out toward the sea. She had always dreamed of sailing away from the port keep, only her beloved had known of this dream.
When the morning came Amber was heart broken to find her beloved gone. The pain didn't easy over the years like her father said it would. The once friendly and loving girl turned cold and withdrawn. Her mind always seemed to come back to the young boy she loved and she could only hope he was doing well.
It had been seven years since he had been sent away. It was her 18th name day, and her parents were throwing a big party for her. Many Lords and their families had come, even the royal family was there. She did her best to look happy with her long brown hair done up just prefect and the red silk making her green eyes stand out. She moved toward the window, looking out toward the sea. She had always dreamed of sailing away from the port keep, only her beloved had known of this dream.