BeanVille - The Attack At Dawn

Prologue

"Mother, how did you and father meet?" asked Princess Chloe.

Queen Mia exchanged a look with her husband, and both held a faraway smile.

"My mother's friend had a son who happened to be a prince. He had blond hair and dark brown eyes. He was stern, but protective. She thought that he would be a good fit for me, and was certainly right!" Queen Mia smiled.

"You two definitely share a love for chocolate cake! It's your favorite food!" said Princess Chloe, breaking into a laugh.

"Yes, yes sweetheart. Enough talking, time for your lesson now." said King Caleb gesturing Princess Chloe to her professor.

"Hello, my dear." said Professor Julia, entering the room with a passionate smile. Her comforting personality brightened up the room. "What shall we study today?"

"Maths." Princess Chloe said eagerly. She had beautiful, wavy blonde hair, iridescent blue eyes, and an adventurous personality.

"Let's head to the library shall we?" asked Professor Julia.

"Of course!" Princess Chloe grinned.
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"This soup is not exceptional for the royalty!" Executive Chef Rosìta proclaimed. She was very picky when it came to taste. "We need more of the rosemary and just a pinch of salt."

"Alright, coming." Gardener Marie rushed to the garden. She was very loyal and incredibly nice.

Gardener Marie came into the kitchen carrying a handful of rosemary.

"Thank you." Rosìta said as she sprinkled salt over the gazpacho soup.

"When shall supper be ready again?" asked Maid Alice. Alice was clumsy and a bit forgetful, however, she was very sweet and understanding.

"Supper shall be ready in a few minutes." responded Rosìta sharply. She was annoyed by the frequently repeated question.

"I will tell the royal family." Alice said, walking into the grand dining hall.

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"Look at them." said a jealous commoner dressed in rags, from the farm.

"They have all of the food, all of the money, they have everything. What do we have? Nothing!" exclaimed another commoner. A blacksmith, he was covered in soot from his day's work.

"I came to this country for a better life and this is what I get!"

"Let us start a rebellion." said a commoner who had just a thin piece of cloth on his shoulders and ripped trousers.

Everyone looked at him with a grin.

"Let's start a rebellion!" one commoner shouted.

"Rebellion. Rebellion. Rebellion!" the commoners chanted.

"We attack at dawn."

"Agreed. Everyone gather your weapons."

"At dawn, we take the monarchy down!"

"At dawn, we attack!"

"Everyone, sleep well tonight, for tomorrow will be a day of victory."

"A day of victory!" a rebel repeated.

"A day of victory!" chanted the others.

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