So I haven't written anything in quite a while. But lately I've been reforming a previous one shot of mine. Promise Me Forever. That was the last story I posted and somehow, I just didn't fall in love with the finish project. So I brought it back into the workshop and rewrote it. You might find some similar scenes, but they're mixed up just a bit. If you haven't read it, no worries.

The revised version was much longer than the original and I decided to post it a full fledge story. The chapters are very very short, but expect at least two updates every day.

Anyway on with the story…

CHAPTER ONE

The two children walked along the lake shore, their hands casually brushing against one another, an unconscious desire to always be close. They shuffled the stones and were careful to stay away from the lapping water, like their mothers had warned. The girl picked up a stoned and chucked it as hard as she could, feeling disappointment creep up when it flew only a feet away from her. She picked up another and threw again, grinning when it landed farther. She turned toward her friend to see if he had noticed, but he was digging through the rocks, examining one before tossing it aside and grabbing another.

Finally when he had found what he was looking for picked it up, took a stance, and with a flick of his wrist sent the stone skipping across the lake, leaving ripples in its wake. He smiled triumphantly. He had been practicing for a while and had been dying to show her. Her reaction was less than desirable. She pouted and walked away. Frustrated that he always managed to beat her in anything she did.

She walked toward the dock that over looked the lake and took a seat at the edge, allowing her feet to skim just above the water. He joined her a moment after. He didn't like when she was unhappy.

"What's bugging?" he asked, nudging her shoulder and sending them swaying.

"Nothin'. Bored I guess. Wish we could swim," she sighed. Truthfully she hadn't been feeling too well lately.

"We could pretend to swim?" he suggested jokingly.

"I like pretend, but it's never for real."

She sighed and stared out across the water. She laid back and stared at the sky. The sun was going down and taking most of the clouds with it.

"Look at that one. It looks like a castle," she said with a giggle. He leaned back and tried to see it.

"No, it don't."

"Yes. Look that part is the tower and that's the base and that's the flag," she said, pointing to the fluffy concentration of water.

"Oh, I guess."

"I want to live there. I could be a princess. I could be a princess of a kingdom."

"Don't you usually need a prince to rule?" he asked.

"Well yeah, but you'd be my prince."

"I don't wanna be a prince."

"But…but why not?" she asked, not able to comprehend his absurdity.

"Well, princes are stupid. They don't do anything," he muttered and she furrowed her brows in anger.

"Yes they do! They do awesome things," she said and he raised his brows in curiosity.

"Uh huh, like what?" he asked, sitting up and staring down at her.

"Well, uh, they kill dragons and protect their kingdoms. And they battle wizards and save the princess. And when they finished all that they become a king!" she said, flushing a bright red and sitting up too. She stared down at her feet as they hovered inches above the glittering lake.

"Really?" he asked, contemplating the adventures he would have if he were a prince. He liked the idea of slaying dragons and battling wizards.

"Mmhmm," she said and he smiled.

"Well then what do you do?" he asked.

"I'm a princess. I worry about my people and take care of the land. I have more power when I become a queen." She informed him and he thought this through seriously.

"When do you become a queen?"

"When I marry a prince, of course," she said, stating the fact as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Well, who you gonna marry?"

"You, silly. You're my prince. It's your job to make me your queen," she said with a smile. Edward looked dumbfounded. He wasn't sure how he just managed to get himself engaged.

"But…I still don't know if I want to be a prince," he said, furrowing his brows. Her eyes sparkled and Edward knew it was a horrible thing. When her eyes got bright it meant she was thinking about something, something he was usually dragged into.

"That's okay. That can be part of the story!"

Now he was confused.

"What story?"

"Our story. About our kingdom," she said, getting up and running into the woods nearby. Edward sighed and followed after her to begin their story.

Thoughts?
I'll post another chapter soon.
Till then, you know what to do. :)
-TT