Author's Notes: Ok, I'm just posting this up, cause I want to know if I
should write more to this. (Lol, I couldn't think of a name, so I took my
favorite singers' last name, and used it for the Princess's. Kylie
Minogue). Anyways, I really need reviews on this one in order to write more
chapters. But only if you want me too…
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Chapter 1
The Treaty Signing
The girl looked out of the small window. They all had expected her to sign this treaty. She knew very well what they were going to do if she did or didn't. This was her first time with a treaty signing. Her mother thought that it would be a good lesson if she started to do tasks such as this. Being a princess wasn't all what it seemed. It was a form of business, to run a country and keep it running in peace. The girl knew the Zaibach Stratagos would most likely take her age and use it to his advantage, knowing she had never done this before.
A knock was heard on the door. Disturbing her thoughts, she turned to see who it was. Obviously one of the Generals pathetic Dragon Slayers, she thought.
"Princess Minogue…Lord Folken is ready for you," said the young boy.
"Thank you for notifying me," she said in sarcasm.
The princess never waits for some Stratagos; the Stratagos waits for the princess.
Minogue was led down the dark corriders of the Vione. It was dark and cold; she did not like it. Everyone knew Zaibach was the enemy, everyone. But no one had strong enough armys or was too frightened to disagree with them. Minogue wished that she her country had a stronger army. They had lost many men in the small battle with Zaibach a month ago. She didn't want to see it happen again.
The door slid open, revealing a dimly lit room. They must be trying to save energy, she thought. Minogue was led to a seat infront of the Stratagos. She stared at him with much hatred.
"Princess Minogue. I understand this is your first time with business dealings?" asked the blue haired man.
"Yes. And I strongfully suggest that you do not take that to your advantage," she said coldly.
"Don't worry. I am a man of his word."
"Really?" Minogue seemed amused of his comment.
"Yes."
Minogue rolled her eyes as he walked towards a table, opening the drawer. The man picked up a stack of papers; most likely they held the treaty papers. The Stratagos sat down infront of the girl, laying the papers on the wooden table.
"I wonder Folken. How on Gaea, did you do it?" Minogue asked suspiciously.
"Do what, princess?"
"How did Zaibach come back? Everyone wants to know. And in such a short amount of time. One year. Do tell, Stratagos."
"I believe that is my business, and not yours."
"Oh, but I do recall being told that once I sign the treaty, Zaibach's business is mine…"
"You haven't signed the treaty yet, your majesty."
Folken had won that small conversation. She sat back amused of what just took place. He was a sneaky man. Who knows how worse the other soldiers and such were like? Soon, Minogue would find out that they were far worse than the Stratagos.
"Cesario is holding the Great Gaean competitions this year, am I correct?" Folken asked her.
"Yes. You are correct."
"Good. Cesario is a place of games and sports. Whenever you hold compeitions I promise you, Zaibach will be there for security. Knowing that your country's competitions are a very easy target for any terorists."
"I don't think my country is quite worried about that at the moment…" she glared at him.
"Hmm…I understand," Folken said closing his eyes in irritation. "What is that you want? Money…possibly your-"
"Life," whispered a different dark voice.
Minogue looked up at the man in shock, seeing a sword at her neck, ready to cut through the flesh. She looked to see the one holding the sword, but it was too dark to see the man.
"What's going on?" Minogue asked worridly.
"If you refuse to sign this treaty by the end of the week, then your country shall loose another royal," the man spoke sadly.
"I will not sign the treaty under these terms," Minogue gritted her teeth.
With that said, something hit Minogue's head, causing her to black out. She knew exactly what Zaibach's intentions were. And they were pure evil…
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Chapter 1
The Treaty Signing
The girl looked out of the small window. They all had expected her to sign this treaty. She knew very well what they were going to do if she did or didn't. This was her first time with a treaty signing. Her mother thought that it would be a good lesson if she started to do tasks such as this. Being a princess wasn't all what it seemed. It was a form of business, to run a country and keep it running in peace. The girl knew the Zaibach Stratagos would most likely take her age and use it to his advantage, knowing she had never done this before.
A knock was heard on the door. Disturbing her thoughts, she turned to see who it was. Obviously one of the Generals pathetic Dragon Slayers, she thought.
"Princess Minogue…Lord Folken is ready for you," said the young boy.
"Thank you for notifying me," she said in sarcasm.
The princess never waits for some Stratagos; the Stratagos waits for the princess.
Minogue was led down the dark corriders of the Vione. It was dark and cold; she did not like it. Everyone knew Zaibach was the enemy, everyone. But no one had strong enough armys or was too frightened to disagree with them. Minogue wished that she her country had a stronger army. They had lost many men in the small battle with Zaibach a month ago. She didn't want to see it happen again.
The door slid open, revealing a dimly lit room. They must be trying to save energy, she thought. Minogue was led to a seat infront of the Stratagos. She stared at him with much hatred.
"Princess Minogue. I understand this is your first time with business dealings?" asked the blue haired man.
"Yes. And I strongfully suggest that you do not take that to your advantage," she said coldly.
"Don't worry. I am a man of his word."
"Really?" Minogue seemed amused of his comment.
"Yes."
Minogue rolled her eyes as he walked towards a table, opening the drawer. The man picked up a stack of papers; most likely they held the treaty papers. The Stratagos sat down infront of the girl, laying the papers on the wooden table.
"I wonder Folken. How on Gaea, did you do it?" Minogue asked suspiciously.
"Do what, princess?"
"How did Zaibach come back? Everyone wants to know. And in such a short amount of time. One year. Do tell, Stratagos."
"I believe that is my business, and not yours."
"Oh, but I do recall being told that once I sign the treaty, Zaibach's business is mine…"
"You haven't signed the treaty yet, your majesty."
Folken had won that small conversation. She sat back amused of what just took place. He was a sneaky man. Who knows how worse the other soldiers and such were like? Soon, Minogue would find out that they were far worse than the Stratagos.
"Cesario is holding the Great Gaean competitions this year, am I correct?" Folken asked her.
"Yes. You are correct."
"Good. Cesario is a place of games and sports. Whenever you hold compeitions I promise you, Zaibach will be there for security. Knowing that your country's competitions are a very easy target for any terorists."
"I don't think my country is quite worried about that at the moment…" she glared at him.
"Hmm…I understand," Folken said closing his eyes in irritation. "What is that you want? Money…possibly your-"
"Life," whispered a different dark voice.
Minogue looked up at the man in shock, seeing a sword at her neck, ready to cut through the flesh. She looked to see the one holding the sword, but it was too dark to see the man.
"What's going on?" Minogue asked worridly.
"If you refuse to sign this treaty by the end of the week, then your country shall loose another royal," the man spoke sadly.
"I will not sign the treaty under these terms," Minogue gritted her teeth.
With that said, something hit Minogue's head, causing her to black out. She knew exactly what Zaibach's intentions were. And they were pure evil…