Alice's POV:
I wake up and find a closet full of clothes. I look at the clock next to my bed and see I have 30 minutes until my class starts, so I head over to the closet to pick out my wardrobe. I end up picking out long brown pants with a flowing forest, green top that folds right at my elbows. I look at my options for shoes and pick out a brown pair of boots that is made up of fur and buckles, they go up to my knees. Finally I put on a light, purple robe that I have to wear to be known formally as a Sparkling. When I leave the room I instantly get bumped into. I start to say something, but my words are cut short because I realize who I just ran into, the youngest son of the King, first heir to the throne, Prince Byron.

Three Minutes Earlier...
Byron's POV:
"Draco give me that back right now or-" I was cut short by my brother sneering "Or what, you'll use your Spark to turn me into a frog? Now let's see what your reading..." The thing he was holding above my head was the book about legends about my kingdom. When Draco returned last night from the sickbed he was joking about a Sparkling who the elders think is the savior, and I just had to learn more. He must of realized why I was reading the book because he laughed his brutish laugh and said, "You think she is the savior? Ha, she wasn't even able sit up when I saw her, nevertheless save the royal line." I just rolled my eyes and said, "Just give me the book so I'm not late to class," as I said the last word he dropped the book on my face and said, "Yeah, just keep this chat between us ok?" then left. The minute he left the hall I ran toward class, only to run into another person. I didn't see who the person was, but I saw their robe. They were a highly-ranked Sparkling, or a Flame. The minute I saw the robe I said, "Sorry...I didn't see you there." That's when the owner of the robe looked up, and I couldn't believe my eyes...the owner was a girl the exact same age as me! The minute she recognized who I was she bowed awkwardly and said with a peasant's accent, "Sorry your majesty, it was all my fault. I'll try not to be as clumsy in the future." I blinked at her and said, "You do realize what robe your wearing right? You don't need to bow to me, in fact I'm the one who should be bowing." It was after I bowed I asked, "So why is such a powerful sorceress visiting my castle?" It was her turn to look confused because she said, "What do you mean, I've only just gotten this robe...is it special or something?" I start to laugh, then the bell rings. I was about to ask to be excused when she said, "Forgive me for leaving so urgently Sire, but I'm now late for class," and she starts to head toward the end of the hall.

Alice's POV:
I start to head toward my class when I hear him say, "It seems as if we have the same class, what a coincidence." When I turn I'm only a foot away from the heir to the throne, then I say "I wouldn't know where my class was if Notch had sent sign himself, but do you know where Archery class is?" He smiles and says, "Oh sure, just fallow me and you'll be there in a blink of an eye," then heads toward the opposite side of the school. When I catch up to him he says, "So you truly don't know which robe you're wearing?" I just shake my head and say, "It was hanging on my door with a note saying 'Wear this for it is your rank of level." He just laughed and said, "Well...you know we never introduced ourselves." He stops mid walk and turns around and says, "Greetings, my name is Prince Byron of Ditin, and you are?" I look down at my feet and say, "My name is Alice Fireheart, Sire." He just smiles and says, "Well Alice Fireheart, you are wearing a Flame's robe. And you can't say you aren't a Flame, because only true Flames can wear a Flame's robe." The minute he says that my eyes widen, and then He looks concerned when he says, "You didn't know you were a Flame, did you?" To answer his question I shake my head very slowly. He then sticks out his elbow and says, "Well Alice, you are going to advanced Archery class, even if you are late," and we headed off.

Five Minutes Later...
Alice's POV:
When we enter the archery range His Majesty goes straight to the front of the class and says, "Alice Fireheart, The youngest Flame alive." I almost died of embarrassment, everyone in my class was looking at me. I just looked down at my feet and hopes that no one noticed me for the rest of the day. When our teacher asked why we were late he said, "Ms. Fireheart couldn't find her way to class, so I showed her." She just looked at me and said, "Well, how well can you shoot?" I smiled at that because the only thing I could do back at home that involved a weapon was archery. I picked up a bow and strummed it for a second, then I got an arrow and fired...it went through an arrow in the center.

Byron's POV:
I knew that Alice had to be good to be in Advanced Archery, but I didn't know she was that good. Benta, one of the girls in the class, walked up to the arrow to make sure that it wasn't a trick then said in awe, "I went through the stand!" At that instant everyone started to crowed Alice, asking how she was a Flame at such a young age, and a bunch of other stuff. I could tell she was getting uncomfortable so I said the first thing that came to my head, "I bet that she can't beat me in a challenge." I could tell for sure that she was a Flame by the way she reacted to my challenge, like it was as easy as squashing a bug. Well, that's whet her eyes said anyway. How she really acted was as if she could of thought of a billion things that would of been better than that. But she said, "Ok, but I won't go easy on you since you the Prince." I just laughed and said, "I would've been offended if you did," that's when she truly acted like a Flame. She just gave me a sweet little smile and said, "It would also be an insult to me if you went easy on me since I'm a girl." I thought to myself, That wasn't why I was going to go easy on yah. I walked up to the archery area and stood in front of a target. Someone handed me a bow and a quiver of arrows. I nodded my thanks, then I took aim.

Alice's POV:
He used the full quiver before he finally got an arrow sunken into another arrow. He smiled and said, "Your next." For some odd reason I didn't acknowledge the young prince like I would of three minutes ago, instead I just picked up my quiver of arrows and aimed at the target. Every arrow sunk into the middle, and every arrow sunk into the same spot in the middle. Then out of nowhere I heard clapping. That large amount of self confidence I felt earlier vanished into thin air when I turned to see the King and all five of his sons standing beside him.