She was looking out of the window for god-knows-which time when the door opened. It was her brother.

“Hey, Liz, do you want to spar with me?” he asked and smiled. He had a childish look, but was quite strong for his age. He was tall, well-built and beautiful – as expected from the next king.

“Do I have to? What about someone else?” the princess muttered, not looking away.

“I guess I can find someone. What are you trying to do? By the look you have, I think you are thinking about something crazy again.” he poked her cheek and went out, whistling a popular melody.

Yes, she was plotting something, and yes, it was crazy. She wanted to escape from this castle and the fakeness of the people here. She wanted to travel the world, to see what it’s like to live your own life. What it’s like to worry, love, feel pain and feel tired. She could never find such things in this protected place.

She didn’t hate her parents, but they were too restraining for her.
It was not long until she decided and started preparing herself. The night would be the best option – so she got a cape, some clothes, some money and some small things she liked. She looked around the room and didn’t see anything valuable.

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“Princess Elizabeth? May I ask where you are going?” asked a guard as she was escaping.

“I’m quite sick,” she lied. “My doctor told me it is good for my health to take midnight strolls.”

He didn’t seem to fall for that and he told her to wait here – he was going to ask the doctor himself if that was true.

But Elizabeth didn’t wait at all.

She jumped on the first horse she came across at the back and poked him. The horse started running like mad and the girl on his back smiled.

Her blond hair was let down and it moved as the wind blew through it. She was a beauty in her travel clothes and riding boots.

And she was happy. She was excited.

She was free…

[[ Okay, so she's out. Next ones will be probably more detailed, but starting is just not my thing Feel free to write something about your character, btw when do you plan their meeting? ]]