Title: Lancelot-Oppa Remembers Well..!
"Those Who cannot remember the past are CONDEMNED to repeat it.."
"Oppa are you still there?" The cute innocent wilver-haired child pleaded, she fumbled with her fingers as she stood in front of the door, she knocked more than a billion times if she could count. The 6-year-old stood there unmoving until she heard a harsh reply.
"Go Away! You're so annoying!" The voice raised, his voice was so small so tiny that even the entire hallway would think he's a mice, but the handmaids gave each other looks and
"Oppa! I can't help you if you lock yourself up!"
"You only care because we're not of the same blood!"
"Oppa-!"
"Bea, I'll deal with the prince-"
"no!" The child grabbed a sword from a standing armor near the hall and slashed the doorknob right off, She huffed and puffed until she gathered and mustered all her strength to carry a 4lbs sword. She cut it off in an instant, and as the doorknob clashed with the ground she regained her breath and said, "You better get out right this instant oppa! I'll slice the door as well if you don't!!"
"I TOLD YOU TO GO AWAY BEATRICE!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!"
"Oppa is supposed to be a calm and tranquil prince, so why is he so stubborn?" She sighed, thinking hard on how to get her brother out of his room, she looked at the door's small circular hole you could see the other side if you pushed the door knob on the other side. She smirked and pushed it and saw her brother suffering.
"O-oppa..."
"I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE DID YOU NOT HEAR ME?!" He yelled, He didn't realize the little girl that called him her brother was watching from afar as he suffered and so she kicked the door various times, but with her current strength she couldn't break it down.
[I can't just watch him suffer! No matter how strong oppa thinks he is, he isn't! Mother said he's still a human much more a child!! I have to protect him!] She barged in while the maids yelled anxiously as the princess knocked down the door with red light bursting out of her body, illuminating the entire hallway and seeping light through the prince's door.
He found warmth in that light as it bathed the entire hallways with splendor and magnificence, she inherited her father's eyes, red rubies shiny likewise, while her brother the true heir to the throne had blue sapphire eyes, innocent on it's own. His tears were everything to his sister, and she beat anyone up if any harm came to him, "Oppa! You brat!! Come here before I give you a beating!!"
"Bea..?--" He was interrupted by a warm embrace that changed his life, he depended on that sister of his, she was his life source and he trusted her with his own life. He cherished her more than anyone else. When he heard that his stepmother and his sister were taken away, turned into slaves, and his mother killed, he grew with fury and hatred deep in his heart. He found no reason to keep living any longer without that precious sister of his.
Until he heard news of his sister being alive, he started eating well and grew to be more ambitious by the day, His Maids looked after him even after everything he'd done. When he visited the Emperor he begged for his sister, but the Emperor shrugged it off and ignored the young man, the prince kept pleading for him to search for his beloved sister he became desperate by the day as well, his servants distanced themselves from him saying things like: "We couldn't help it, He's too much and he stares into space often we can't do anything about it."
He just watched as they left him and wouldn't reach out but paid them more than enough to leave, since he had been in their care for too long and his kingdom would no longer exist in coming years. He was only 18 at the time when his kingdom was taken over and destroyed.
King Aaronas III of Roxanne, A kingdom northwest of Khisfire, it was astonishing to see such a man from Roxanne not have any Magic abilities but still be capable of conquering several small kingdoms. But every victory has it's end.
"NO! Leave my wife and daughter be! You'll pay for this, Zoheir!!" The king screamed as he reached out for his wife, and his stepdaughter. The girl smiled at him with glee on the outside as they were snatched away from him, because of the Emperor's reign and conquer. The king fell into depression and lost apetite and purpose to his life. He lost his first wife due to the birth of his first son and fell in love with his secretary that helped him in his most troubled times.
She was the light of his world and he knew it.
Roxanne was a kingdom that was hostile towards khisfire the largest Empire in the continent, They were never on good terms. But the King of Roxanne ignored this hostility as his wife asked him to do so, the Emperor eager to take over Roxanne, a kingdom known for it's enormous potential in magical abilities and Mana restoration, decided to wage a war against Roxanne. You could say that the king was head over heels for his wife and would do what she wanted.
She asked him to never wage a war to avoid teh many deaths of the citizens in his kingdom netherless, the Emperor, waged a war to provoke this man and enslaved his wife and stepdaughter. While the Queen was pregnant with child.
He grew to be remorseful for not caring for his wife properly, He spent day and night looking for his stepdaughter and his pregnant wife, it was all to no avail and he fell into depression. His white hair fell over his face and coveted his features that were now scrawny and skinny.
You could see his bones through his skin, he looked older than he was. He was the most eligible bachelor in the kingdom, handsomer than all the men in the continent. He had a calm and soothing expression whenever they saw him
His age was only that of a young adult around 28 years of age.
Present:
[Hah...I wonder when I'll be able to find her, What if she's not alive by the time I find her? What if she's dead and has been waiting for me all this time? What if someone abuses of her? I can't let that happen I need to speed things up here.] Lancelot pondered continuosly stressed over the current situation. He speeded up while walking down the gardens outside and entered the outside hall near the gardens.
The silver-haired man walked past the palace halls, the Emperor and his lover walked by, laughing and giggling to her heart's content with the Emperor whom she raised. She noticed the silver-haired man and felt familiar with him but shrugged it off and kept walking as the prince contemplated on how to find his long-lost sister.
[Huh? That girl looked like-- No that can't be her, she was sent a slave here and she probably hasn't even met the Emperor, She can't be in the palace now. I might find her if I search magic facilities and underground slave auctions.] He nodded as he walked along, past the woman with silver hair and red ruby eyes.