A/N: Hey! This is my first Esca ficcy, so don't kill me! If you have any
constructive critisim, go ahead! Also, to quote my friend Gypsy:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Me no own,
So you no sue!
I only own Kenai, and the other characters not mentioned in the series. Now, enjoy!
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Van Fanel, King of Fanelia, looked out over the roofs of his capital. /Something is changing. I can feel it./
That set him in to another melancholy mood, as he remembered his lost love, Hitomi Kanzaki. /I wonder how she is. I miss her…/
He put a hand to his heart, feeling as if something had been ripped away. As he wiped a tear from his eye, someone stepped onto the balcony next to him.
Embarrassed, he whirled to find his friend and advisor, Allen Schezar, looking out at the horizon.
Van was about to make an excuse for his emotion, when something landed on the railing of the balcony with a soft thunk.
Instinctively, his hand went for his sword hilt, but then dropped back to his side.
"Lord Van! What's wrong?" Merle tugged on his arm imploringly.
"Nothing," replied Van, and looked back at the city, again feeling a sense of destiny.
In silence, the three watched the city, all feeling both excited and apprehensive.
Suddenly Merle's superb sight picked up a disturbance in the flow of people on the streets. "Look!" All three looked closer, and saw that it was a young man, who looked to be about Van's age, riding a horse towards the palace.
The boy wore a midnight blue cloak, covering his clothes. He had very light blond hair, and he rode as one who is used to the saddle.
Suddenly, he looked up, as if feeling their eyes on him. Van caught a flash of aqua eyes, and then the mysterious boy was gone.
"Where'd he-" Van silenced Merle with a glance. He looked at Allen. Allen leaned over the balcony, a troubled look on his face.
That night, Van lay awake in his room. He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Suddenly Hitomi's face flashed before his eyes. This happened every night.
Van could see her, running, laughing, crying, reading the cards, and the way he had last seen her, vanishing into the column of blue light.
Suddenly, a face with light blond hair and aqua eyes replaced his vision.
Van drifted into the oblivion of sleep, with the face on his mind.
The next day, Van was swamped with kingly duties, listening to petitioners, surveying the country, and being forced to pay attention, while Vordon lectured him about finding a wife.
"Karowyn of Lornea is of age, and a perfect opportunity! She is young, beautiful, and knows all women's duties. She will profit our country greatly, and the alliance with Lornea will bring another ally to our side, against Zaibach. Do not forget, Lornea's army almost doubles ours!"
Van rolled his eyes. Vordon was the staunchiest of all his advisors, but he was a shrewd politician and a valuble ally, so Van kept him, despite their differences.
"With all due respect, Lord Vordon, I do not wish a wife versed in humility, childbirth, or the womanly arts!" /I want Hitomi…/
This debate continued on, but Van finally managed to make a polite exit. Outside the door of the council room, Merle was waiting.
"Lord Van!" She enveloped him in a furry hug. He patted her head affectionately, and gently disentangled himself from her enthusiastic embrace.
"Come on, Merle. We can go for our stroll now, before I get called away again." Van sighed, thinking of the long meetings ahead.
Merle nodded, and they headed for the French doors at the end of the corridor.
"Lord Van!" Van turned, as a page ran up, pausing to bow.
"Too late." He muttered to Merle, who sighed and nodded.
"Yes Bertram?" Van looked at the page, who could not seem to contain his excitement.
"Lord Van! The newest Knight of the Caeli has asked to see you!"
Van raised his eyebrows. "What is so important about this?"
Bertram was almost hopping with excitement. "He is supposed to be the best fencer in Asturia, and," he said, voice sinking to a conspiratorial whisper. "It is rumored that he has wings!"
Van straightened. "Well then. This be turn out to be an interesting day, after all!"
Merle hummed in agreement, as they headed for the Great Hall.
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A/N: Well? How did you like it? Press that little button down there, and REVIEW, GODDAMN IT!!!! * coughs *
Anyways, please review! * pulls out mr. Whack-a-bat * Or else…..
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Me no own,
So you no sue!
I only own Kenai, and the other characters not mentioned in the series. Now, enjoy!
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Van Fanel, King of Fanelia, looked out over the roofs of his capital. /Something is changing. I can feel it./
That set him in to another melancholy mood, as he remembered his lost love, Hitomi Kanzaki. /I wonder how she is. I miss her…/
He put a hand to his heart, feeling as if something had been ripped away. As he wiped a tear from his eye, someone stepped onto the balcony next to him.
Embarrassed, he whirled to find his friend and advisor, Allen Schezar, looking out at the horizon.
Van was about to make an excuse for his emotion, when something landed on the railing of the balcony with a soft thunk.
Instinctively, his hand went for his sword hilt, but then dropped back to his side.
"Lord Van! What's wrong?" Merle tugged on his arm imploringly.
"Nothing," replied Van, and looked back at the city, again feeling a sense of destiny.
In silence, the three watched the city, all feeling both excited and apprehensive.
Suddenly Merle's superb sight picked up a disturbance in the flow of people on the streets. "Look!" All three looked closer, and saw that it was a young man, who looked to be about Van's age, riding a horse towards the palace.
The boy wore a midnight blue cloak, covering his clothes. He had very light blond hair, and he rode as one who is used to the saddle.
Suddenly, he looked up, as if feeling their eyes on him. Van caught a flash of aqua eyes, and then the mysterious boy was gone.
"Where'd he-" Van silenced Merle with a glance. He looked at Allen. Allen leaned over the balcony, a troubled look on his face.
That night, Van lay awake in his room. He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Suddenly Hitomi's face flashed before his eyes. This happened every night.
Van could see her, running, laughing, crying, reading the cards, and the way he had last seen her, vanishing into the column of blue light.
Suddenly, a face with light blond hair and aqua eyes replaced his vision.
Van drifted into the oblivion of sleep, with the face on his mind.
The next day, Van was swamped with kingly duties, listening to petitioners, surveying the country, and being forced to pay attention, while Vordon lectured him about finding a wife.
"Karowyn of Lornea is of age, and a perfect opportunity! She is young, beautiful, and knows all women's duties. She will profit our country greatly, and the alliance with Lornea will bring another ally to our side, against Zaibach. Do not forget, Lornea's army almost doubles ours!"
Van rolled his eyes. Vordon was the staunchiest of all his advisors, but he was a shrewd politician and a valuble ally, so Van kept him, despite their differences.
"With all due respect, Lord Vordon, I do not wish a wife versed in humility, childbirth, or the womanly arts!" /I want Hitomi…/
This debate continued on, but Van finally managed to make a polite exit. Outside the door of the council room, Merle was waiting.
"Lord Van!" She enveloped him in a furry hug. He patted her head affectionately, and gently disentangled himself from her enthusiastic embrace.
"Come on, Merle. We can go for our stroll now, before I get called away again." Van sighed, thinking of the long meetings ahead.
Merle nodded, and they headed for the French doors at the end of the corridor.
"Lord Van!" Van turned, as a page ran up, pausing to bow.
"Too late." He muttered to Merle, who sighed and nodded.
"Yes Bertram?" Van looked at the page, who could not seem to contain his excitement.
"Lord Van! The newest Knight of the Caeli has asked to see you!"
Van raised his eyebrows. "What is so important about this?"
Bertram was almost hopping with excitement. "He is supposed to be the best fencer in Asturia, and," he said, voice sinking to a conspiratorial whisper. "It is rumored that he has wings!"
Van straightened. "Well then. This be turn out to be an interesting day, after all!"
Merle hummed in agreement, as they headed for the Great Hall.
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A/N: Well? How did you like it? Press that little button down there, and REVIEW, GODDAMN IT!!!! * coughs *
Anyways, please review! * pulls out mr. Whack-a-bat * Or else…..