"Isabelle dear," the Queen called to her daughter from the doorway. "Are you awake yet?" As she opened the curtains to let the sun drench the room in light she glanced in the direction of her daughter's bed and realized that she was no where to be seen.

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Meanwhile, outside in the stables were two teenagers having fun. The girl, who was wearing some ratty old clothes, had her long black hair tied in a messy bun, and was covered in filth, would have been very beautiful if she were cleaner and wearing nice clothes. "Come on Daniel, lets go riding. I bet I could beat you in a race again."

"Oh, I was just letting you win," he replied as he readied two horses for riding. Daniel was wearing equally ratty clothes, for he was the stable boy and none of his clothes were any nicer. However, despite his tattered appearance he was still quite attractive.

"Oh really, then what about all the other times I've beaten you?"

"That was just luck. I'll beat you this time," he teased her as he handed the reins of one of the horses to her.

"We'll just see about that," she laughed as she pushed him down and swung her leg over the horse's back. "Ready, set, GO!"

"Hey no fair," he jumped onto his horse and chased after her.