First Please read Merida's story before this one because you will not understand what happened to Merida or her Kingdom. Thank you/ Next Enjoy this story.
Harris was nothing special. He was a eighteen year old average prince. Still around him a lot had changed. It had been five years since the war that caused fear and sadness had happened. He was only thirteen when it had happened. The way it had stopped was to his sister. That was the other thing that had changed. His sister Merida had fallen in love with their new ally and ex-enemy King KinCaid. The way he had become king was because of their strength. Of course, not all strength was visible until later. Merida had been shaking for a long time after she made her first kill. KinCaid had to hold her the whole three days that he stayed. Then after two years the young lords who were to marry her found love somewhere else and married someone else. They had even took the throne after their fathers had retired. That also happened here. Queen Merida. She still didn't want a husband to take away her power, but it was no secret she would go to his land or vice versa. So many things had changed now.
"Harris are you day dreaming again brother?" Hamish draped his arm around his brother's shoulder and smirked. "What about this time?" he asked. Harris sighed and escaped his arm leaning against the window careful not to fall. Hubert was sitting down on the floor next to him. "About everything" he admitted. "Don't be so serious Harris how about you live a little and think about the pretty flowers". Harris had to sigh, although they were brothers they had come out different. He had come out a regular boy, Hubert was too shy for his own good, and Hamish always loved to chase the girls around the village or even sail over to other lands and do the same. "No thanks I rather think of the years then women who just want status" he said. Hubert got up "I have to agree and besides girls are so complicated" Hubert said. That was the truth. "You both just need experience let's go the village besides don't you both need to see the blacksmith?" Hamish asked. They both knew they wouldn't win and nodded. This would suck.
The village was thriving as usual. There had been a lot more trades going on these past years. Of course Harris had known this would happen. He was alone in the village. Hamish decided to run off after a girl, and Hubert went straight to a quiet place to read. Hamish walked around with both his and Hubert's swords and reached the blacksmith. "More cleaning?" he asked. Harris nodded and heard a scream. "Let me go! Please!" Harris saw two thugs grabbing on to a girl and went over. "Hey let her go" he said. "Dang it's the prince" one of them said. "Listen Prince this girl stole my rum!" the other shouted. "I didn't it spilled over me!" Harris looked at the girl. She was pretty….small, and had long brown hair with two braids on both sides of her face, brown eyes to match, and freckles on her nose. She looked like she worked at one of the bars. "She wouldn't do that now let her go" he said clearly getting wanting to resolve this. "Make us!" they shouted and charged. Harris didn't want to fight them, but had no chose and grabbed a sword next to him and using the opposite side hit their necks with a force and knocked them out. "That was easier than I thought" he said. "Thank you". The girl looked at him. "Just be careful" he said and put the sword back and started to head back. "Hey!" she shouted. He turned around. "My name is Aileen! Please come to our bar and I'll serve you I mean give you something to drink" she said blushing. "Alright" he said confused and went back to his castle.