i just began, and im twelve, so i hope you like it. Critiques are welcome, and also sugestions. Chapter One The door eased open and Renata came bustling in. “What are you doing in here? You’re going to be late for your riding lesson!” “I will? Then I better hurry!” I exclaim. Riding was my favorite lesson of the day. I ran, my dress fluttering with me, to the stables. “Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Master Robington said. He is not mad; rather, I am his favorite student. “Where are we going today?” “You’ll see, now go saddle your mare” “Okay” I saddled blossom, an easy task. Blossom was a snow-white Arabian mare. She was a frisky horse, though she was suited to the task that a princess’s horse required. Master Robington led the way, a strange path it was. “Where are we going,” I asked. “To the village,” came the gruff reply, “To the leather worker.” His tone sounded like he didn’t want a reply, so I didn’t ask why. The village was not really a village; it was really a city, a medium sized city in a prime location, right near the palace was. We call it a village because, compared to the thriving metropolis’s of Iluthridad, it was a village. As we rode down Marigold’s Path, I could hear the faint sound of the city. After a few minutes we arrived. “Come t’ get the fitting for th’ horse,” the Tanner asked as we approached his stall. “Yes, for the Royal Travel.” “When is it? Can I get that gold bridle leather I looked at last time we were here?,” I asked eagerly. “Yes, lass, of coarse ye may, we are stopping at The Water-Festival this year” The Water-festival was my favorite time of year, though we didn’t go last year, because there was a minor mishap(Well, not entirely a mishap). There was dancing, and the only time of year I got a chance to see, maybe buy this year, a water wing. A water wing was like a large blue tiger with wings that could fly, and be used to propel itself in water.