"...Maria, I am so sorry!" Mrs. De Brooque broke down in tears. She fell to her knees and burried her face in her lap. "I...I we're broke. Absolutely no money. And what's worse is that the King has requested something. Curse that b*****d...oh sorry girls. Maybe it would be best if you went to your room and played checkers or something." as soon as the girls left she continued. " Maria we were suppossed to have a son...every poor family is...but not everyone does. the king needs them to serve as knights and soliders. He is sending you away along with the other oldest maidens. You will serve Princess Yara as a servant or work in the court. He will choose one girl to become a queen and rule over the country, Bask Mari. The cost is Fifty rupees and we don't have that. We can't have you go into that castle. The winner will be chosen on wealth, not merit. Tonight you must leave and never come back."<p>
"Where do I go mother?"<p>
"Away...far away..."
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