I want to try this, so please forgive me, if it takes me a bit to get through it all. And I understand that I shouldn't be starting somehting new, when I haven't finished the old. But I want to dip into this before I get bored with the idea of it.
I know it's going to seem very or somewhat close to the movie in descriptions, but not in like lines from the movies. But I will give it a different directions once I get more into it.
Own Nothing.
"They've haven't moved." She whispered, loud enough for the young woman next to her. The Princess, with her long, flowing black head stared at the woman who spoke. The woman's eyes never leaving the opposing camps fires.
"What do you suggest?" The Princess asked.
"They will not stop. They probably have a spy who said that we were supplying weapons to the enemy. But they want what you have hidden under the city."
"The exact thing that you want?" The Princess asked, turning back to the fires.
The other woman fingered her necklace, the broken hour glass inside two circles. Her time-turner. "I am not willing to destroy you for it."
"But you need it to return home, do you not?" The Princess asked. "Back to your world. Where there is magic."
"Yes Princess, but I am not willing to kill innocents for it." She turned to face the Princess.
"Hermione, here you are my cousin. My family, but my city is about to be attacked. What do we suggest?" Her eyes bore into Hermione's worried.
"Once they have conquered the city, they will probably come here to take siege over you. I suggest that the dagger go one way, and you to another. Block the passages. And I will be here in your stead." Hermione whispered, staring back at the Princess.
"But what will happen to you?" She asked.
"It doesn't matter. You'll go into hiding, even if it's in your own city and the dagger will go somewhere else. Some where where it can be safe."
"There is a place, where in a time of need, the dagger must be taken to. If all else fails, you need to know this place." She held out her hand to Hermione. "Look into my mind, like you said you can and find the place, and if anything happens. Take the dagger if I can't."
Hermione blinked back tears, as she let herself go into her friend's mind, absorbing everything she needed. "I will not fail you." She whispered.
"Good. Now I must go to the High Temple and prey." She turned away, announcing it to her servants, causing them to gasp. "Let me know if anything changes." And she left the balcony, as Hermione stood there and watched a while longer.
It was almost dawn, when she saw a form crawling about the high walls on the East side. "Take me to change. I must look like my cousin. I will not let her be taken." Hermione turned to the servants, as they hurried away to her chambers to be changed.
A man servant inform the princess of the changed, and she hurried and got the dagger free, wrapping it up in cloth. She handed it over to her trusted servant, and he ran out of the room. "We must hurry. Collapse the chambers, Hermione is going to buy us some time to hide." She informer her servants and they bustled around.
Hermione sat on the throne in Tamina's stead, waiting for the persians to walk in. Her eyes glaring at the men walking into the throne room. She watched as one came near her, tearing off the veil that hid her face. She watched as he laughed. "So the Rumors are true, you are exotic and beautiful then these lice."
"And I'm still smarter then you." She quipped back, watching his shocked face. "You came here in search of forges and weapons. But we are a peaceful country, we have no forges here. You have showed disrespect for my country." Her voice was filled with ice.
He lower his face, grabbing her chin. "Oh, I'm going to have fun with you. When our countries are joined by marriage. I will have my way."
"I'd rather die." Hermione growled, pulling away. She stood up, pushing him away.
"Well that can be arranged." He replied, pulling out his sword. Hermione rolled her eyes, before they landed on the youngest man's belt. He had the dagger.
"Wait." She started. "Will my people be safe?" She asked, staring at the young man. "You not harm the people here?"
"My new people? Of course not. Once you are mine, they will be safe." He replied, sheathing his sword. "Take her to get ready, Father will be here soon."
The servants led her out, she was seething under her breath. She gave one last glance at the man with the dagger, before turning away.
Later that day they led her down the hall, dressed in Tamina's finest gown. She saw the young prince again. She rolled her eyes, "Do I need a babysitter now?" She asked, staring forward.
"My brother has asked me to present you to out Father in his stead. Father has sent him out to find the weapons."
"I can promise you there are no weapons here, other then your own." She muttered as he stood in front of her, leading her and the guards into the grand room.
"Father may I present to you the Princess of Alamut. Princess Tamina, Tus wishes to marry her." He stated, moving so she could move forward to greet his father.
"Why, the stories are true. You are the most beautiful woman alive." Sharaman exclaimed, kissing her hand.
"Well." Hermione blushed. "Extremely compared to you Persians." She snarled, glaring at the king.
The king, Sharaman, laughed. "She will make a great Queen of Persia one day." He told the room. "But I think Tus has enough wives. While you Dastan, you have yet to have one. " The King winked at Hermione. "Princess Tamina shall be your first wife!"
Dastan sighed, blushing as much as Hermione was, they avoided eye contact with each other. "Father, I have gotten you a gift." He let a man to come forward with a box with a robe in it. "This is the High Priest's robe, and it's only right for you to have it." He helped his father into it.
His father looked good in it, Hermione thought, but not even seconds later it starts burning the King. Everyone was screaming as Prince Dastan tries to help his father. Hermione pulled him off of his father as the other Prince tried to attack him.
"We need to go." Hermione stated, pulling him to the window. They jumped out of the window, as Dastan's men tried to help them escape. "We need to get out of here." Hermione exclaimed, pulling him out of the fountain.
"My father!" He shouted, looking up.
"I don't think we can save him." Hermione whispered, as they got a horse and road out of the city.