Waiting for the train to arrive I sat on my front porch. Looking at my bag I sighed thinking that this had to be my perfect nightmare. I had left the day I turned eighteen and vowed I would never go back but I was summoned and when my father sends a summons you learn not to disobey. From what I heard Dad has been ruling with a iron fist lately and the sounds of an uprising has been frequent.
I heard the sound of the train approaching and stood up. I looked at my home one last time hoping that I would return. Now I know you might ask is your home located next to train tracks? The answer to that would be no. Have you ever seen the movie the polar express. Yeah they were not off as the train is a portal between both our worlds. No body can see it but when it arrives at your door step you do not deny the train conductor.
A young porter jumped off the train and ran up to take my bag. He bowed and said, "Your highness its a pleasure to assist you on your journey home."
Giving a weak smile I said, "Thank you."
He gave a big smile and said, "I understand you been gone for a while Miss. The conductor arranged for a private room for you."
Sighing I said, "Thank you. I'm sorry sweetie what's your name?"
He looked at me and said, "It's Kline your Highness. Follow me please."
"Please," I said. "Call me Amelia. I am not fond of being reminded that I am related to the royal family."
Quietly he said, "Miss as much as I would like to I would be afraid for my safety."
Nodding I followed him to my private room at the front of the train. As we went through the few carriages I heard whispers of shock that the princess has returned. I can hear you now, "Princess of what country?"
Well that is easy, I am Princess Amelia Klaus of the North Pole. My father is father Christmas, otherwise known as Santa Klaus. My Father used to be a kind and loving man, however when I turned eighteen he became harsh and mean. We still do not know what caused this, for my own happiness and safety my brothers encouraged me to go south. It has been six years since I have been home. It has also been four months since I have heard from my brothers. My twenty fourth birthday is coming up on Christmas Eve and I have a bad feeling about this.
I settled into my suite and there was a knock at my door. The porter came in with a letter. Taking the letter I said, "Thank you Kline."
"Would you like anything your highness?" He asked.
"No I am fine thank you," I said. "I will ring you if I need anything."
Sitting down I opened the letter. It was from my Mother.
Amelia,
I am so sorry that we had to call you away from your life that you have formed in the mountains of Tennessee. Your father does not know I am writing you this and I had one of my men sneak this to the train that was sent to fetch you. Please act surprised when he announces this, however, he plans to betroth you to Prince Constantine of the South Pole. He is planning this as a political alliance. On the day of your birth, before his yearly flight, he expects you to marry him. I have tried to talk reason into him, however, I was threaten with house arrest. Please be careful on what you say. Prince Constantine is a kind and good man. I believe he is being forced into this as well. Please be careful and watch what you say when you arrive.
All my Love,
Mother
PS. Burn this as soon as you are done.
I stood up ripping the paper and envelope. I put it in the fire and burn the paper as instructed. As I stocked the fire to make sure everything had burned there was heavy knocks at my door. I called out, "One moment I am changing."
"Miss you must open the door now," The voice said.
Taking off my sweater i had over my blouse, I unbuttoned a few buttons as I opened the door. I said, "What is wrong?"
"We had suspicions that a letter was sent to you from the North Pole," the guard said, "We have to inspect the room."
"What no cameras in my room?" I asked.
"No miss," He said. "This is the royal room, and we do not want to spy on the royal family."
"Well, all that was brought to me was a menu in case I became hungry," I said. Picking up the menu from the table. "The porter was doing his job quite well. I hope you did not hurt him."
The guards face softened and said, "Not at all Princess. We had to follow up on a tip."
"I have been gone for six years," I said. "Why is there so much to do about things?"
He said, "Sorry, Princess, it is not my place."
Amelia- princess of north pole
Porter- Kline
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