~ Amy, a young maid, once lived in the kingdom of Stalenwad, before the king and his army of Nithelhem stormed it, conquering it as there own. In such, the King appointed Amy to his own maid staff. One look at the girl compared to the other maids, it was clear she was an outlier. She was a young woman amongst a valley of old crows, but her beauty was squandered, from vicious cuts and lacerations no doubt from her previous master. The king would appoint her a special role, the personal maid for his son, The Prince ~

~ Amy would walk to the courtyard, her shoes clicking against the Coble floor. She could hear the rain pitter-pattering against the castle walls, as she made it to the edge of the courtyard. There, in the pouring rain and mud, was The Prince, sword fighting with his cousin. The pair trained well, until they began a wrestle in the mud. The prince was unkempt, dirty, and overall improperly mannered... she surely had her work cut out for her.. ~