Once upon a time, there is a kingdom known as the Arabis, the kingdom is known in such royalty and wealth.Many jewels were made of such mistery that even all the wizards and sorcerer were doing their best just to be invited to the throned.
The kingdom was such a boast to all noble blooded guess. But the Queen and the King at throned are so silent. Everyone is so meek and amazed of the gallantry the Castle has to offer.Yet
many gossip spreads among the folks, "they were sons of Gods Zues", others says "they are curse by witches.There is no heir to the throne. "
Yet the royal family remain silent about everything.Letting every one be amaze and wonder about the whole truth.
One night the royal highness,His Majesty.. raise through the balcony start speaking amongst the star...
"Where are they? haven't they heard me yet... It has been a long fonder years... "
he half whispers to the glaring light encircling the nearby waters.
"She will be the moonlight... or will she be the sun? " giggles were heared upon the little voice.
Will you grant her jeweled eyes? or reward her with golden skins?
and more small laughters were raising on the winds that blows the curtains in the room.
The Queen sleeping at peace has her dreams,swirming in the dim ll the small glowing light slightly move but she still falls on a heavy slumber.
The lights fill the rooms.And the king sighs with a relief...
Soon the roses shall turn to bloom in the upcoming of the spring.
-The Little Charm-🌹
The months did fade and soon the silent hall way was filled with banquets of food at feast,and the Queens smile had never as sweet as ever while holding the child, the next heir of the throne.
People all over places gathered at the vast alleys,of the road and upto the front calf of the main door.Even the lowest,and the poor were in share of bread for thanking the giving of... the Gift-
The child was made of Light and Crystal blue eyes, that summons the skies. And the waves his hair was as thick of a thread of gold.Swirling amidst the fine linen covering his small trunk.The lovely couple were truely blessed.And the whole night was indeed a celebration.
The whole kingdom rose every single morning savoring petals outside their windows.Blowing their horns and and singing lowly with their harps as if the new King has been the Father of the their nation.
Months and months had blown away and the little charm blooms to grow but then the magic never stops!
and revel the curse of the forsaken throne.
Little did the lovely Queen nor the Silent King have known the child glows and changes at peak of the rays of the Moon. And they wander aghast at one night, when She found out how this is happening at the little charm she knows.
One lovely evening, The younger prince was giggling over a piece of cloth and sitting faced the waters.While the observant eyes of the Queen check once in awhile the child and the pattern she made out of threads. Then when the moon peaks outside the dark clouds and the light glimmers like mirror on the tamed clear glass waters, the glows become more eye bearing.The Queen half startled and eyes close was now so afraid to see how the child transforms to someone else.
And a young lady rose standing in front of her... with golden long hairs waving and skin glowing at the miss bare naked looking back at her.
"how, this can be? "-she uttered.
The sweet lady smiled did not say a word.
...My son,what happen to my son?
afraid and helpless she sits down at the grass.. almost half fainting
The lady tries to step but stumble and lay as well shaking on the front of the Queen, seeing the girl wearing the same cloth the child had wear with the mark of his initial name lettered intricately at the side.
...Are you him?
(silence filled in the night) and the wind blows from East to West... with no one on the sight.
The morning light breaks through the windows and it is already lifting of linen for that day, while everyone is busy to washing their clothes.The whole people murmurs lowly inside room, let her gain her consciousness.
As she opens her eyes, The Queen roam her eyes to the entire corners of the curtains and the bed,
..."where am I? "she said half loosely
The King rose from nowhere, sit down right next to her, holding the child.
Amaze of seeing the small creature cuddling at his white clothes,with an embroidery of his initial name, She said on herself... it might have been a dream..
a very good to be true dream..
-The last tribe -
Not so far away from the kingdom lies the small village of the lowest peasants. The woven knits and sell woods. On the farthest shores lies their nets and bows and arrow.
The Head has gone to hunt and ended home with a dear, having his wife and a daughter happy for the feast.
"The young prince turns to One.The birth of the hopes hath come, "he utters while his wife ready the soup.
"And there will be more peace in this kingdom and she will rise unharmed...(slight pause) unlikely the few, " sigh deeply, Criselda as she draws near the child smiling dearly at her.
"Let the blood of the silver woes shred the end of the battles amidst the north, for we have to choice but to wait.. " his anguished suppress grits his teeth.
"But for now you must eat. Come this is home.. "and led the heavy man to the table and heartly eat and sip the soup while it smokes.The night was then filled with lights and sounds fainting outside the village.
The large axle drops the blood rinse by running waters slowly drops the soil. Criselda ajar the door and slipped outside the house at 6 o'clock at morn.
He was never amazed she can still bring pack of food tied in green and floral cloth.
"stay safe, and come back to me once more,"she touch him with caressing hand and almost watery eyes,
"I shall promise to stay alive for you and my child my dear, and he look beyond the forest where leaves starts to sway."But for now I have to go".
She grab his face and kissed him ardently before he can take a step. And the man starts to grip her waist to draw her near as ever before.
Lance never knew if he can keep the promise or shall he sees the little child once more.
"Keep her loved for me, "he said while grasping his breath. "I loved you more," and deeply look at her eyes.And kiss her once more.
And let her go standing. As he walks never looking back going at the woods along with the pack.
And never did she ever seen him again until that last time...
-The Golden childhood years-
She had grown how to be brutally strong and courageous, as Criselda can tell. She had chopped the woods they will need for weeks, and she had shot pigeons when she hunt at noon. She carries piles of water at her head and both hands at the same time.And she can never imagine this very day where she had bloomed to be strong and beautiful.
"Come child, It is your time to claim your rights," she whispered half shaking while at bed.
The young lady sits down at her mother side of the bed and reached her hands wrinkled by years.
"Mother, Please do not say that I still have 3 years to go. ",
And Criselda tap her head, "very well then, but you must play and make friends".
The child pout her lips and nod her head.
"But I am not a child anymore.I can help you at the house, "she demand squishingly.
-The day of the 7th-
Older as he goes yet he enchants most of the fair ladies of the court. He always steal roses and hand them down to all fair ladies and gallantly bows down even to the unkind nobles that belittle his lean body as he roams around the halls of the dimmed castle. It's hard to live alone. Playing all by his self.While training being a squire. He reads book at early morning and trains how to handle sword at noon at yet stole some moment at night to play music at the forget room in the top of the north west tower of Lores.
"... Never seen mother since year's and the only memory I had of her was the gift of the pendant at my neck, " he sighs as he raise his sword to slash the onguard mark.
"Rhaize!,"and everyone was amaze when he caught the sudden glimpse of the blade , that almost cut his head.Fortunately he was lucky to cover it by defense and cuts only a piece of his hair. The crowds intensely clap their hands when the Prince push his lean body far from the ground.
"that was almost young man, "notioned by Harris. "stay focus next time your highness, " jolly utter by Maire.
"I am, " but he bowed his head feeling the guilt of being distracted the whole time.
-The harvest to Grow as a Prince
Childhood as they say is never easy, But to this man that has been half his teacher, and halved of his heart he never knew how he ponder much of Harris.
"It was an easy pick your Highness yet you know when to put on a show, " he chuckled way through bringing with him a dry cloth and herbs for the wounds.
"yeah, and you never let me go yet",as he raise his head , He looked at him so tenderly and humble at his stoop phase.
"I am so sorry, it will not happen.Your highness. Soon you shall need to defend the entire kingdom. And in every crown has an exchange of bloodshed,honor and lives.A true king only knew of. "
And he agreed lightly without a word.
The day has come when all field yields with lots of pears in the west. That every farmer raise hands to gather all them around.
"Harris, as he look beyond the gates, would it be better to lift weights for today than swords, "as he seen Harris scaled the women outside with raised brow and nod with pleasure to each and every kind.
Cought in the act.Harris shakes his head and angled his head to the barracks.
"Come, it's time to change, "and they laugh heartily as they walk.