Good day. My name is Chic (Pronounced shique). I am a queen of a desert kingdom of Isisala. But don't let my royalty fool you. I bet you could never guess the first thing about me. If you really want to know about me then look below you.

About Me Name:Chic Species:Aisha Age:[in human years]20 Color:Desert Markings: None Wish: That people would stop pestering me on my ruling. Personality:Sensitive, brave, strong Look: Anthro 20 year old, red hair, cream skin, purple eyes. Talent: Dancing

INFO (Made by the site neopedia)The terrain of The Lost Desert is arid and the outskirts are nearly lifeless, with the exception of a few harmless bugs. The sun beats down without mercy. Shade and water are definitely precious commodities here, and even the harsh wind can burn the shrouds right off a mummified pepper. The Lost Desert can only be navigated slowly, which causes significant fatigue in the Neopets moving over them. While there have been recent plans to build roads through the desert, which will make travel a bit faster, the fatigue of the desert's hot sun is still a major factor.

Strong, unpredictable winds are typical of The Lost Desert's weather system. These winds can blow for days on end, bringing with them vast amounts of dust, sand, and strange bugs, which cover everything in their path and reduce visibility close to zero. From time to time, particularly powerful sandstorms can be extremely unpleasant and dangerous for any Neopian caught in them. Dust whirlwinds also occur, hurling sand, dust, small Neopets, plants and Sutek muffins into the air. To the locals this is not such a bad thing, since they have cunningly used it to their advantage. Two words: seasoning sand. It's a great addition to any meal.

Government(in Sakhmet)

Well this is the current one

Princess(or Queen) Amira

Princess Amira is personally described as beautiful, elegant, cultured, and refined. Due to her overwhelming beauty, many young admirers have asked for her hand. Under Amira's rule Sakhmet has become a peaceful, thriving, law-abiding place, as Amira puts it 'terribly boring'. Whenever she gets a moment to herself, the Princess longs for some excitement to come her way....

Senator Palpus

Palpus is an old retired general in the Sakhmet Defence Force. He has kept on good terms with the King since he quit the army, which may be why he has such a great pension plan!

Senator Barca

Barca has been deeply involved in Sukhtian politics for the last thirty years. Although not a member of the Royal Family, her power and influence stretch far outside the walls of the city

Advisor Wessel

Wessel was the King's right hand man, a sneaky, wily Kyrii who helps him with every decision. If anything underhand or illegal is happening in the Lost Desert, Wessel is sure to know about it.

Princess Vyssa

Princess Vyssa is the daughter of the King, and is loved by the inhabitants of Sakhmet as much as she is beautiful. She is not and never was next in line to her fathers throne(There was a slight mix up with her so she is not queen).Since she is so young and very inexperienced, she has to look to the advice and guidance of the Royal Council whether she likes it or not.

Explanation

Well people are having trouble with this queen thing here.I decided to explain this to you

Well when the king died he said that Amira(age 19) should be the queen,well Amira was out on vacation to another country when this happend.So Vyssa(age 14)took the crown until she came back.Greedy little Vyssa told everybody that she was the queen because her father said that she would be(well that's very rude).Well when Amira came back she told everyone the truth.Well then Amira became queen.Vyssa told everyone that she lied but they forgave her.

Family

I have no family, they are all gone

The Secret of the Stone

A story about the secret dianesty. A story of Two Queens.

The scent of lavender filled the room. "Ahhhh what a fine day for a walk isn't it?" exclaimed the queen. But it was not a fine day at all. The desert country of Besurca would start a war that day. A war with that queen's country. Soon the army piled in to the palace. "Grab all the occupants" a general shouted as he banged on the door of the queen's room. The queen held her child tight hoping that they wouldn't come in. The yelling got louder. The queen put both her child and herself to a closet. She glared outside to. To her surprise she had found one of her guards next to a escape carriage. "Bring yourself down here, they will find you any minet" the guard screamed up to the -blocked- "No she screamed, "I will not leave my country, but take my child and bring her to the safest area". She rolled her child down in the Basket. "Very well Miss" he said as he put the baby Aisha in the Carriage. "Take care" he said as he drove away into the distance.

That was all I remembered of my mother. I was taken to a quite country and no one ever talked about the war or that day. No one ever talked about it until a few years ago. I was out in the field playing when I hard the rustling of unis. A big cloud of dust crowded the streats. An eyrie walked out of what must have been a carriage. As soon as the dust cleared I saw that the eyrie was talking to one of the guards. I ducked in the field expecting more bad news. Apparently the guard knew that I was in the field because he kept looking back. The two nodded heads and called my name. "Princess Chic. We have news about the country", he said. I stood up surprised that he was even talking about it. "We have planned a war with the rival country that had taken over"' he said. I was very confused on why they were planning a war. Should they have started the war sooner I wouldn't be in exile. "Princess, come with me", he said as he walked inside. I followed. "We have found one type of weakness of Besurca. They have gotten stronger though and would not be so easy to beat. There is a stone. A secret stone that could help us win this. There is one problem. A country that was to help us in the war has been taken over. The royal family is missing. The princess who is now proclaimed queen is somewhere in Neopia but nobody knows where", he said. I looked confused. "Does this mean war, Sir? What am I to do in this. Why now, why can't we wait?" I said. "We must leave now! No more questions. Your coronation to be queen will be tomorrow at sunrise. After that we shall have no party and be on our way to your kingdome. You shall lead us through this war. You will also help on the search to find the lost queen of the lost kingdoms. I suggest that you pick out your dress right now", he said in an angry tone. I ran upstairs to find my best dress. Tomorrow I shall become queen of my country yet I shall also start a war. I should be happy but I am the exact opposite. I am scared. I do not want to take this role that I am forst to have.

I was once told that I was beautiful. The envy of the country. But that was so long ago. I looked nothing like my mother an I did not look anything of my ancestors. My hair was red and flowly, not black and short. I had no tan to show I lived in a desert. I did not speak w word of my country's tongue, only Russian. My name was hardly spoken, I could not pronounce it. They called me Tanya. When my mother saved my life by giving me to the guard my past was gone. I was given to a Russian family that immigrated to the lost desert. Today was different, today I was royalty. Today I changed. They gave me a long wool gown and a cape with a hood. Today was the day I would leave for my country that I left so long ago.

Get in the carriage", said a guard. I entered to find an old female ixi next to my seat. 'So the rumors are right. They say that you did not look of the royal family. They were right. To bad, child, you could have inherited the family beauty. I guess you will have to do," she said in a confusing axcent. "What is wrong with me? Why am I so plain to you?" I screamed. "Child, I wish you could have seen your mother. The most beautiful queen in Neopia. Look at you, you have red hair, cream skin, and purple eyes. Nothing of the royal family." she said. "Can you dance?", she said under her breath. "What?" I said. "Can you dance? You must have some relation to parents. If you can't then I guess you are an imposter. It must be a natural talent to you. I can tell from the way your foot is posed. Your legs are also long, this tells much about your dance talent," said the ixi firmly. "Well, I don't know if I know the traditional dance or not. I guess I will have to find out once we stop at the city," I guessed. I movement of the carriage made me drowsy and I soon fell into a soft sleep. Dreaming of a possible life if the war never happened. Beautiful clothing, jewlery, and a beautiful woman in black, almost like a raven.

Bang" went a drum in a distance, waking me up from my sleep. "We must leave the carriage miss," said the old ixi holding out her hand. I took it and climed out. "Get dressed", she said puling out a beautiful dress from her bag. "But I am dressed," I said looking at my dirty old dress. "Not in that. You cant dance in a thing like that. The officers are waiting for a performance. Hurry up and put this dress on," she hinted. I took the dress and wandered around this old palace. It had not been used for many years. I quickly got dressed in the gown and walked to what looked like a ball room. "We are waiting," said a korbat. "Maybe she is not the real thing. Maybe she is a fake," said a shoyru. "This is what the dance will prove," said another. They played a song that seemed familiar. As if I had heard it before. Suddenly a memory flashed across my mind, it must have been my mother dancing to this same song. With this memory controlling me I began to dance. As if I was being lifted off the floor. It was very fast yet ellegent. A ghost figure appeared on the dance floor copying me, or was I doing the same. A beautiful lady in black. The music stopped and I felt a flask of cool wind at my cheeks. "Perfect!" said an officer. A word then slipped out of my mouth, but it was not Russian, it was Isisalian. I started speaking it too. "That is rather odd, nobody has spoken that language for years. We have found the lost royal!" said another officer.

To be continued