This is an exerpt of one of my rejected stories (there were blood 'n guts in this one): Princess Layla walked into her sitting room that lay out side her lavish bedroom. All was fine until she realized that she hadn't seen her love, William, a brave knight, in a few weeks. She looked around the room to make sure there were no imperfections, and then found a surprise. A dazzling ring sitting inside a case. Layla ran to it and read the note attached to it. "Layla, I will miss you so very much. I have been sent by the King's orders to go battle the bloodthirsty Quebalebicans (Note: fake race of people as to not offend anyone). I might not come back alive. This is a ring that I have always wanted to give you. If I come home alive and well, will you marry me? - William" Layla threw her face into her hands and sobbed. Will I ever see my dear William again? She thought.