Disclaimer: I don't own Fable (obviously) and I'm not making money off this story!
A/N: SPOILERS! If you haven't played Fable III please turn back (unless you want it spoiled for you lol). I've never written a fanfiction for a video game before. The Fable series is one of my all time favorites and after playing Fable III, I love it so much more!
This will center on Logan and an original female character, Sylvia (this isn't a Mary-Sue story, don't worry). It will describe what Logan was like before he traveled to Aurora and how he became a tyrant. I know at the beginning he is going to sound extremely out of character, but this is my take on what he was like. I know this might sound weird, but I felt sort of bad for Logan after I found out what happened to him. I always end up feeling sorry for the bad guys. I'm not sure how many chapters it will have or how long it will take me to finish (I'm in college and taking 18 credit hours…so I'm busy enough as it is). However, I really want to finish this story!
Ok…enough of my rambling and on with the story!
Heart of a King: Chapter 1
The sun was rising over Bowerstone Castle, bathing the lavish gardens in warm sunlight. King Logan had emerged from his bed hours before the sun had risen to walk the gardens without disruption. He had received the title of King of Albion only three years ago after the death of his father (1), yet he felt a heavy weight upon his shoulders. His father was a great and generous ruler. The people of Albion still sing the praises of the dead king, and Logan wanted to be sure his father's legacy lived on through him. He had given his people almost anything they wanted at the great expense of the castle's treasury. He thought himself a just ruler, hoping to live up to Albion's expectations.
The sun ascended higher into the sky until all of Bowerstone was alight. Stepping into the courtyard, Logan observed his soldiers standing guard on the castle grounds. Upon seeing him, the soldiers stood taller, more proud. Standing by one of the stone walls surrounding the courtyard, Logan peered over the edge to look upon Bowerstone. According to his advisor, Walter, Bowerstone had changed much in the past 50 years since his father had first become king. Population, as well as industry had expanded greatly, something Logan hoped to continue expanding during his rule.
Logan heard heavy footfalls from behind and immediately knew it was Walter. He turned to face his advisor, who was holding a large piece of rolled up parchment in his hand.
"You have many audiences in the throne room today, Your Majesty," said Walter, unrolling the parchment to reveal a long list of names of those who wished to address him. "They are waiting for you as we speak."
Logan took the list from Walter and gave it a glance over, "Well things are certainly off to an early start. But these issues do not seem like they will give me any problems today."
"That's hope, for there are also other important matters we need to address after your audience with the people," replied Walter. "Also, Miss Sylvia has requested to see you this afternoon."
Logan continued to half heartedly listen to Walter as he made his way to his bed chamber to make himself look more presentable. The announcement of Sylvia wanting to see him slightly impaired his thinking. It had been days since he had seen her last, and he longed to be with her again. He had known Sylvia all his life, her having grown up near the castle in a lavish manor near Bowerstone Market. Sylvia's father had given the old King valuable assistance when it came to Albion's finances and the two became fast friends. He and Sylvia had spent quite a bit of time together as children and were practically inseparable. Overtime, their friendship grew more and more, and blossomed into love.
Walter smiled, "You know, Your Majesty, there has been some talk throughout the palace of you and Miss Sylvia."
"What kind of talk? Nothing bad I hope," said Logan as he turned to enter his bed chamber.
"Oh, get off it! You know what I'm talking about," Walter continued. "When are you going to marry the girl? It is quite obvious you two are enamored with each other. Albion needs a Queen and you need to produce heirs you know."
Logan laughed, "I've hardly had time to plan for Albion, let alone plan a wedding. And aren't you getting a little ahead of yourself by talking of heirs?"
"Only thinking of the kingdom, Your Majesty. But I see the way you look at her…she's perfect for you."
Logan smiled, knowing what Walter said was true, "You are getting quite sensitive in your old age, do you know that?"
Walter replied with a few snappy comebacks before exiting to allow Logan to finish preparing for the audience. He thought more and more of what Walter had said about marriage. He knew that he would have to marry soon in order to ensure the rule of Albion stayed within his family. However, his situation was most different from other rulers. He was free to choose his bride, seeing as both of his parents were no longer living and would not arrange a marriage for him (though he highly doubted they would force a bride on him). In truth, he had been thinking of proposing to Sylvia for quite some time. He just had not found the right time. Perhaps it was time he explored this further.
Donning his robes and crown, he headed to the throne room to address his kingdom.
Sylvia Bennet had just arrived at Bowerstone Castle, thanks to the carriage her father had allowed her to use. Her presence was so common that the guards readily allowed her into the castle grounds with no trouble at all. Upon entering the courtyard, Sylvia spotted the young princess (2) and her friend, Elliot, running about. The two reminded her of how she and Logan used to be at that age.
The princess waved happily at Sylvia as she settled herself on a bench surrounded by beautiful flowers. This was perhaps her favorite spot in the whole castle. It was peaceful, private, and offered a beautiful view of the city. She and Logan had spent many hours together in this area talking and sharing secrets (and kisses). She hoped Logan would not be too much longer, for she had missed him terribly. Since becoming King, Logan had less and less time to spend with her, but Sylvia had known this would happen. Many times he would be busy planning for Albion's future and planning expeditions to faraway lands. This left little time for anything else.
"I might have known you would be here," said a smooth voice in a playful tone.
Sylvia smiled brightly, "Logan!"
Sylvia practically leapt from the bench into Logan's waiting arms. Though it had only been a few days since they had last seen one another, if felt like much more time had passed. They clung to each other, but Logan pulled away only slightly to place a firm, warm kiss to Sylvia's lips. They were lost in the kiss, feeling too intoxicated by one another to pull away. Logan's arms tightened around Sylvia's waist, pulling her even closer to his body. Their kiss deepened, and many moments passed before the need for air forced them apart.
"I have missed you these past few days," said Sylvia, still breathless.
"As have I, my love," Logan replied, running a hand through her silky hair.
Logan looked upon Sylvia, taking in every detail as if he were seeing her for the first time. He found himself doing this every time he saw her. Her brown hair was not worn up in the traditional noble style. She let her long, curly hair fall naturally down her back and over her shoulders. She had diamond-shaped face with high cheek bones and possessed brilliant green eyes. She was always dressed impeccably, though she could be wearing rags and Logan would still find her beautiful.
"I'm sorry I haven't been by to see you," said Logan, taking Sylvia's hand. "It seems every time I try, some new issue arises that need my attention."
"I understand. Such is the life of a king," Sylvia replied. Then, with a feigned dramatic flair, added, "Such is my punishment for loving one."
"You always find humor even in the darkest of times," Logan added with a smile. "But, humor aside, I think it's time you and I spend some quality time together. These short visits simply will not do."
"I agree! But…how will we do this when you are so busy with Albion's affairs?"
"I will make the time, I promise. A king can enjoy a few days of relaxation. It seems I have had none since I became king. I think Walter will be able to handle things around here while I'm gone."
Sylvia smiled brightly, "I must admit that sounds lovely, but where should spend our day together? Somewhere private I hope."
"That is a surprise, but I think you'll enjoy it. Now, let us enjoy the time we have together."
From a realm beyond Albion, the blind fortune teller, Teresa, watched as the King and his love walked together, blissfully unaware of the grim future that lay before them.
A/N: Not too bad I hope? I know this may seem like a slow start, but I wanted to just get the background and introduce Sylvia. I tried to keep Logan's tone more formal because he seemed more formal in the game. I've only played through it once, so if you see any mistakes, let me know.
Please review! :-D