Hello everyone! I'm back with a new story. I know, I know, I've not finished SLINTE but whenever I try to work on it I can see how bad it is and I honestly don't know if I'll be able to finish it one day… Anyway here is a brand know fic. I have been thinking about it for some time now and I hope it'll be good. BUT I know that there are mistakes and that's why I'm looking for a BETA READER. Anyone interested? If so, please contact me by MP.
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Disclamer : I don't own anything but my freedom of thought.
Prologue – Part 1
It was a bright sunny day. The little girl was chasing butterflies innocently while her mother was seating at the veranda drinking tea with her close friend. Her protector was staying close, ready to take action if needed.
"Miriallia, don't go too far, will you?" Her mother warned before turning to her friend. How come your children are not accompanying you today?
"If you want to know they're punished. Those two can't stop fighting and I know that grounding them is the best punishment I can manage."
Nolia smiled. She liked her friend's children but they were quite a handful, especially the youngest Cagalli.
"But Kira is turning twelve and he will soon join the young people army. I just hope Cagalli will become more lady like soon."
"She is still young; don't worry too much about her." Her friend tried to reassure her. She never had that kind of problem with her daughter as she was a really quiet girl. It was a wonder how the two girls had managed to become friends.
"Oh by the way, I heard Miriallia would soon get her protector."
Nolia smiled.
"Yes. And he is none other than Kirian's son."
The protector behind her smiled.
"How proud you must be!" She said to him.
"Very proud indeed, madam. I just hope my son will give satisfaction to his Majesty."
"If he is like his father, no doubt he will."
Nolia sighed. Her daughter was already turning ten. She was this Kingdom heiress and on top of that she had the peculiar gift to be able to see the future. Although her power was still weak; no doubt it would soon be desired. Worried filled her face as she turned her eyes to the room she knew her husband was in, managing the country's affaires.
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"We can't go to war!"
"So what? Shall we let Zala take over our country like he did with so many others?"
The King of Orb was a man in his thirties, quite elegant, well built but worry was written all over his face. Plant's King Lord Zala was trying to further his territories by overthrowing powerless King. No doubt he would try to take over each and every countries as time pass, gaining more power in the process.
"We should propose an alliance to Nara and Alcania! They're the strongest out there. If we join forces, we could easily put a stop to it." Lexi proposed being the right arm of the King.
"You seem to forget that that we're not in very good term with them."
"So what shall we do? Wait until we're being attacked?"
The King got up from his chair and went to look outside. Here was his little girl chasing butterflies. He didn't say anything for a few minutes until he turned to Lexi.
"Go get the Princess."
"But the Queen said-"
"Go get her. Now!"
Lexi complied. He knew why the King wanted him to bring the princess. And he also knew that the Queen wouldn't let him do easily. Since they had discovered her capacities the royal couple was constantly fighting about it. Lexi knew that they had no interactions for years now, but at least they used to be polite to one another. Now was a different story.
He walked through corridors until he reached the veranda.
"Lexi what is it?" The Queen asked as she saw him approaching.
"Sorry your Highness, but the King wishes to see the Princess."
The Queen got up.
"And why exactly?"
The man could only mutter a sorry as he made a head sign for the nurse to go get the Princess.
"No!" The Queen took off to the King's office and entered it slamming the door making the ministers jump in their seats.
"Is that all she is to you?" She started screaming, making everyone from the couple embarrassed. "A tool?"
"Take her out," was the King's reply without a second look for his wife. Guards approched her, ready to grab her before Kirian interfered.
"I'll take her out."
The Queen turned to him.
"What? No! You know what he wants from her."
"Sorry, but this is the King's order."
Just then, Miriallia appeared in the doorframe.
"Miriallia!" cried her mother, "don't say anything you-" She was grabbed by the King's guard and led outside. The door was slammed shot and her voice was no more than a murmur.
"Miriallia, my lovely daughter", started the King, "Come to daddy." Miriallia frowned. Her father still talked to her as if she was five. She executed herself anyway. She was uncertain of what to do. Her father was never really considerate of her. Well, that was before he knew of what she was capable of.
"What is it father?" she asked cautiously.
"Well, I need you. You know that there are bad guys trying to take over our country." She nodded. "So I need you to try and see what they are planning."
Miriallia frowned. Her mother had told her to be prudent with her visions and that it was better not to know about the future. She had also warned her about bad intentioned people who would try to take advantage of her power. Her father saw her hesitation and knew where it was coming from. His wife must have to do with it.
"Listen, if you don't help us then the next time we're being attacked, we will probably be defeated. People will die." He said dramatically. "Maybe some of your friends will die. Is that what you want?"
"No!" protested the Princess; "I don't want anyone to die."
"Then you understand why I need your help."
"Yes, but I don't make it happen. How will I do it?"
Her father smiled gently.
"I know sweetheart. There, take this." He produced the photography of a man that he put in her hands. The man seemed to be as old as her father with dark hair and green eyes.
"That's the man who is against us. I know that he is planning to attack us. And I want to know when. Could you help me get that little information? Just concentrate on that man."
She did as she was told and although she tried her best to concentrate on this man nothing happened. She didn't know how to provoke those visions and she wasn't eager to have one as it was very painful.
"Think of all the bad things he could do to our people," encouraged her father trying to hide his impatience.
Miriallia's mind was in a blur. She was faintly hearing her mother on the other side of the large door as ten pairs of eyes were staring expectantly at her while her father was still telling her to do her best. She focused on the man on the photography once again and thought about what her father had told her. She didn't want her friends or family to be hurt. She felt a pain in her head and suddenly images flashed through her mind. She let go of the photography, put her hands on her ears and dropped to her knees screaming at the pain shooting through her head as the flood of images continued for a few seconds. And then, all turned black.
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The Queen was trying to cool off her daughter's body. She had a fever like she always did after having a vision. That was partially why she didn't want her daughter to use her power. But her husband wasn't thinking the same and wanted to exploit their daughter's capacity to 'protect the Kingdom' as he would say it.
Kirian entered the room and approached the Queen, leaning a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry, Nolia. She'll be fine."
"Yes but for how long? No doubt he will want to use her for greater things."
The protector kneeled in front of her and took her hand in his.
"Not here! What if someone enters the room?"
"You know perfectly well that I'm aware of everything going on outside that door. Listen, if you're worried about her, we could easily escape. Your daughter, my son, and us."
The Queen took off her hand.
"You know that we can't. If the King finds out we are dead. And probably your son too. As for me, I won't be able to protect her anymore. I can't take such a risk. Even for you." She said lowering her eyes.
"But what if we succeed? We could be happy! Don't you want to give it a try?"
The Queen's attention returned to her daughter.
"I'm sorry I can't. If we were to disappear with her, he would track us to the end."
Kirian suddenly stand up.
"I understand."
He then left the room, resigned.
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Nolia had spent the night at her daughter's side and was nosing off when the door opened. Her head shot up. Her husband was approaching and she knew perfectly well what he wanted. She turned to her daughter who was stirring up probably awakened by the noise.
"How is my little Princess' doing?" asked the King approaching the bed, smiling. He sat on the opposite side of his wife. "I had the maid prepare you a delicious breakfast. You'll feel better after eating."
The young girl, still feeling sleepy, turned from her father to her mother and back to her father.
"So now you need to tell me what you saw." He continued making the object of his visit clear. Miriallia knew that she had no other option but to tell him if she wanted to go back to sleep some more.
"I saw men attacking the castle." Her father paled. He hadn't plane the enemy to reach the castle. "They killed many people." She briefly turned to her mother. She had seen her in her vision as well. Her mother would be one of the killed ones.
"When? When will they attack?"
She thought for a few seconds recollecting her thoughts.
"The moon was full. You'll stop them right?" She was worried for her mother.
"Of course I will. You can rest now. You did well."
The King left the room in a hurry, without a glance for his wife, already preparing his defence.
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Dearka was sitting on a couch, waiting for his father to arrive with the girl he would have to protect for the rest of his life. He didn't think about it much as each male of his family were protectors for generation. His grandfather had been the previous King's one.
So when his father told him that he was going to be the Princess's protector it felt natural. Although he was really young, he was very capable for his young age of twelve. He would continue learning from his father and uncle until he was strong enough to protect the Princess on his own. The King entered the small room with his wife and daughter and was followed suit by his father and uncle. He quickly got up and bowed before the Royal family as he was taught.
"Well young boy, according to your father and uncle you are the most expecting protector they've seen so far. I have great expectations from you. You are still young so I expect you to learn fast and well as you will be in charge of the Princess at your life's depend. You are aware of that aren't you?"
"I am Majesty."
"Good." He turned to Damian and Kirian. "Well, I leave it to you two to make sure that he carries his duty well."
"Yes majesty." They answered in one voice.
The King the left with Damian. Kirian turned to his son and introduced the Princess to him.
"Dearka, this is Princess Miriallia. From now on, you'll live to protect her only."
"Princess," Dearka bowed. "It's an honor for me to be in charge of your protection. Be assured that I'll do everything to keep you safe."
The girl smiled at him shyly not really knowing what to say to him. The young boy smirked slightly in returned.
The Queen smiled sadly. She was worried for her daughter's future and had reasons to be.
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There you go! I'll upload next part of this prologue soon. Thanks for reading!