[center][h2][b][i][color=fff200]Chapter 1: WhiteHaven[/color][/i][/b][/h2][/center]

It was one of those quiet days when Queen Anne could spend tea time with his two boys. [url=http://www.thegothcode.co.uk/images/C1136.jpg]Alisa[/url], the queen's handmaiden poured the three royalties tea, careful not to look in the direction of the crown prince, especially with the topic of conversation. 

[color=00aeef]"Servants are servants. They are there to serve the nobles and the royalty. It is why they exist. It's not slavery. It's just their status in life,"[/color] Adrian said as he leaned back on his chair. 

[color=aquamarine]"You should not dismiss them as unimportant, brother. These servants are our subjects. And without them there would be no one to tend the crops, to make us food, to weave our clothing... They are as important as me and you,"[/color] the younger prince, Adam retorted back.

[color=00aeef]"As important as us? You've spent too much time immersing yourself in town that you think they are all on equal standing with us,"[/color] Adrian huffed as he turned his eyes on Adam.

Queen Anne chuckled. [color=salmon]"Adam's word is wise, Adrian. We should not think so lowly of them. While it's true that they may not be in the same standing as us, they do provide the labor in the kingdom. Without them we won't enjoy the comforts that we are enjoying now."[/color] She looked at her handmaiden and smiled. [color=salmon]"I appreciate all the help you provide for me, Alisa. And I am greatly saddened that you need to leave us."[/color]

The queen's handmaiden smiled shyly and bowed her head. "I am honored that you think so highly of my services, you Highness. I will only be gone for a year or two to tend to my sick mother. I shall always be ready to come back to serve you."

Queen Anne shook her head. [color=salmon]"Don't worry your head about me, my dear Alisa. You need only think of your ailing mother. She now needs you more than I."[/color]

Adrian huffed but nodded anyway to what his mother said. He looked at Alisa for a while and then turned his attention back to his tea. [color=00aeef]"Speaking of handmaidens, when will your new one arrive, mother?" [/color]

Anne looked thoughtfully at his son. [color=salmon]"I believe she'll be here later today."[/color]