Sunlight.

	Morning.

	Pain.

	She turned her head away from them. The light and glamour
only serve to make other deny the truth and to make them oblivious
that this place was a prison and they are just slaves within them.
But she could see clearly and well understood her position with
was not of queen but of prisoner chained to this golden cage.

	She wish to be free not attached to a chain and carried
around unwillingly. How can the people live in a world of fantasy
when it is so clear that their lives was build only so that they
must serve. They are not of equal with their king they understood
but they respect him although he had sentenced many of their loves
to death.

	This man could not be call a fair and just king. His eye
spark of determination just for one thing with is dominance over
this very world. It had always been like this and was always going
to remain like this. Her best friend who had tried to change him
had received the same sentences as all other who are foolish
enough to defy him. Death.

	Always as it been and always as it will remain. Till the
death of him and then to the reign of another. People who live
their life within the walls of the castle remember the story well.
Those outside heard of the a witch girl who had tried to bewitch
their king so that he will change the way common to the people and
had been killed. But then they hadn't heard the entire story.

	Under sentence of death, the king had order the spreading of
the story to stop but she can still recall the event so clearly
that it scares her. Trapped inside this cage for longer than she
had imagine, receiving the title as queen at the age of 20, she
cannot forget of the friend willing to face death all for the
power of her beliefs.

Golden Era
Chapter 1
By: Nightfall

	Only back then did the morning light shine so brightly with
such warmth that can sear through the toughest of hearts or so
they thought. Yellow, orange, blue, and pink (ewe, I hate pink)
spread across the horizon giving the scenery a golden look. A
group of girls was about walking and smiling among themselves, as
they walked excitedly towards the large door.

	Two soldiers stood out front, guarding the door as though it
was their lives purpose to do so and back then it was. To guard
but one who did not deserve the respect of the people or deserve
the right of to make command against the people who he is supposed
to guide not use. A vengeful prince whose only interest is of him
and never of another until just after the grand parade in honor of
who else but his majesty.

	But before then who was call the savage but the people, who
serve and obey the every wish those of higher stages then
themselves. If they were the savages then who would be known as
civilized. It is the way that they were looked upon. The ways of
the people were not understand but that was the way everything was
and there was none brave enough to change this, a way so familiar
and recognized by all.

	Back then she was none other but one of the savage, not fit
to be the queen that she will become. Her parents had come into
some riches back then allowing her for the greatest career that
one of her standards can meet. She worked in the palace as a maid
and soon won the position as one as personal maid to the king and
queen. Although it does not sound like a high position it was and
she was happy at her way of life.

	Well life back then was not perfect but she was consent with
it. It was then that a new maid appeared. She had greater dreams
than to wait on foot for a self-centered and obnoxious prince, as
she called him, and had high hopes for something that can never be
true.  She acted of equal to those of higher standards than
herself and refused to look up to the lords causing commotion
among the villagers.

	She befriended herself with many and given people hope that
they had never had before but until the prince none of the lords
had taken her to any interest. Her name was Serenity but she was
forbidden in use of that name for they though that it was a sin
against the goddess of the moon so therefore taken the name
Serena. It was name known by all at the time but is never to be
mention again under order of the king.

	This girl had more hopes and beliefs than one had ever seen.
With her pure light she tried to show the world that it could
achieve more than just this simple peasant life and forever she
was remember in fondness to the people she serve. Though it was
not known by all she accomplish more in her lifetime than anybody
can ever dream and although she lived a short life she was never
felt regret for standing up for everything that she believed.

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	“Don’t you ever wish for something more than just this life
of servitude? To be trapped in this prison of glory and glamour.
Why must it be the people that work and the royal to bask in the
riches of the land that they did not work for?” Serena asked, as
she scrubs at the kitchen floor.

	Sighing, she watched her friend work at the tough strains.
“There is a balance in this land. Some are made to work and others
are not. Although I’m not saying that it’s correct it is way most
common to the people for it has been like that for longer than
they can imagine and if you have half a mind you would know that
nothing is going to change that.”

	“Well your right that it isn’t right for that to be
happening by I think that there should be somebody who would try
to change it. You don’t need half a mind to know that the prince
is a complete foolhardy monarch.” She washed her hand and went
over to sit by her friend. “Really Molly do you believe that there
is a chance of ever achieving more than this if we are ruled by
such royals?”

	“But what for? You have an idea for a perfect world ruled by
a kind and loving ruler but that isn’t the way things are. Still
we are consent with the things that we have though it might seem
like much. There are many things that you should be grateful to
have because of the generosity of our king.” She ended her
sentence with a smile knowing that she gotten her with that last
statement but was surprised to she another smile form on Serena’s
face.

	“If what you say is true than you say that you judge people
by what they can offer you not upon the compassion the person
have.”

	“How so?”

	“You say that there are many things that the royals give you
but them doesn’t that also mean that they are making it so that
they own these little things. They pretend to own the world and
then say they give you permission to live on it. How can you call
the ones how steal away the very air you breath and the very land
you live on and them make you think that they are the ones that
gave you these gift in the first place?” She squared her eyes
daring her to object with this.

	Molly opened her mouth to reply but then closed it again for
there was a considerable amount of sense in what she said. “How
can you do these things? To have such a strong belief in those
things that I can not even began to understand and to be so strong
inside and out?” she said, smiling at her.

	Grinning she replied, “How can you not understand if you
live in such that of a world? There are so much that I fail to
empathize with about the ways of our kingdom and the way that it
is run.”

	“Well that the way things are. Who are we to say such a
thing? Anyways if you’re done, we’ll have to return to the quarter
and change so we won’t be late for the grand parade.” They began
to walk back to the their little sector at the edge of the
building and change into a worn deep blue dress with a white apron
on it. The sleeves were trimmed and the bottom of the dress billow
out slightly, stopping at their knees.

	They took turned and brush each other hairs and making it
special. Molly hair was put up in a blue clip in her hair and a
small braid on the side of her head.  Serena’s hair was put in two
flat buns on top of her head and then it was coil up making her
hair shorter than that it really is.

	The two then eagerly came out and enter through the palace
door. Inside a bustling crowd was gathered around before the great
door where the majesties would appear before them shortly. Each
person they came upon was eager to get a glimpse at the prince,
mainly the ladies. Serena broke her away from Molly and began to
examine the large ballroom which she knew she would have to clean-
up after everyone departs but for now she was just here to serve
the people.

	Sighing, she walked over and grabbed a tray of cucumber
sandwiches and began walking around letting people take as they
wish. How can Molly say that this is the highest that they can
achieve surely there is more to life than just to be one’s
servant? A loud boom echoed the room as the door began to open.
She warily looked up not really caring that they royals were
coming but was just acting on impulse.

	She gasped, almost dropping the tray on the ground. Before
her stood one of the most handsome young man she had ever seen.
Mask in glamour and intelligence but with a sort of incompetent
air around him. She smiled. No matter how handsome the prince was
he will have to he was not that fair-minded and she will have to
be the one to change the way “most common to the people.” Dawn
with ideas she spent the rest of her evening thinking of a way to
justify the unethical way of the pompous prince.

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	Sorry for all you that are waiting for Wisdom's Fool to come
out but I can't think of anything to write for it. If you have any
ideas of suggestion then please e-mail me at Nightfall7@mail.com.
Oh and this story was supposed to be a short story but then I
didn't like the idea of writing a fifty page short story.