I do not own any of these characters, this is a world created by KB, and I am mearly playing with her world, as I wait for Firebrand to be published. I do not have a clear idea of where this is going, and I hope to entertain you all as the story unfolds for both of us.
King Zachary of the Hillander clan stands on the top of the astronomy tower. His brown almond shaped eyes taking in the sunlit lands surrounding the castle and the city of Sacor.
His gaze wanders over to the fields where horses run in the green grass and frolic among the scattering of trees. Catching a movement at the fence around the field, he spots two figures approaching the fence. He is able to make out the a tangle of curls and long brown tresses flowing in the wind.
"What do you think they are talking about?" Zachary's voice is contemplative as he turns to his silent companion.
"Probably nothing good your majesty." Fastion replies in a dull tone.
"I wish I could help her," Zachary's voice is distant as he watches the two women, one begins to pace back and forth. "I wish there was something I could do."
Fastion hears the pain in his kings voice. But there is nothing he can do. He thinks to himself.