Lera was the princess of the land and you are her best friend, a commoner. Today was like any other day. You climb up a tree whose branches hung over the palace walls. You swing over the walls and land in a pile of hay. As you stand and brush your skirt something sharp pokes your side. You freeze up and put your arms up thinking it was a guard.

"Hands up you filthy thief!" Lera says in a deep voice. You turn to face her. She had a stick in her hand which was pocking your side. You yank the stick from her and throw it. She laughs from your reaction.

"Did i scare ya? Come on. Let's sneak out of here and go to the fall! I want to go on the rocks!" Lera smiles brightly. She tugs the sleaves of your top as she drags you to a gap in the wall, which you totally forgot was there, and climbs through it. You hear her dress rip slightly as she does so. "Come on!" She calls from the other side of the wall. The noises of the woods could be heard on the other side.