Hello guys ;)
I felt like taking on some old fairy tales and give them a little twist. I decided to start with Thousandfur, here a wiki-link if you want to spoil yourselves .org/wiki/Allerleirauh. It's not going to turn out exactly like the original anyway. I decided to make a multichaptered fic, since it has too much potential for a one-shot in my opinion. If someone is actually going to read it, I 'll already have some ideas on some other fairy tales like Snow White, The seven swans and Beauty and the Beast. Ah well, please don't mind mistakes in grammar and spelling, I am no native speaker, unfortunately :(. I also hope my style of writing is not too crappy. Just review if you like the story, so I know if you want me to continue or not...
Disclaimer: Neither Fairy Tail nor Thousandfur are mine ...
Thousandfur
Once upon a time there was a king in Fiore. His beloved wife was said to be the most beautiful woman ever seen in all of the lands. Her hair was like spun gold and her eyes were blue as the sky itself. Her shape was slender but voluptuous and her smile as mesmerizing as the brightest star. The king was devoted to his beautiful wife and tried to fulfill her every wish. For him, seeing her smile was the most beautiful thing on earth. But their happiness was destroyed to soon.
When the queen gave birth to their daughter, she couldn't bare the exertion and died in childbed. The king grieved for months and months, neglecting his kingdom and the daughter that was born to him and leaving her in the care of her personal maid Virgo.
He promised himself to never marry again, unless he would find someone even more beautiful and gentle than his beloved wife. He sent his daughter to the castle of his younger brother, to let her be raised there, until she would reach childbearing age. His plan was to marry her off to some kingdoms' prince, since he couldn't bare her presence, because he blamed her for her mother's sudden death.
The little princess, named Lucille, but called Lucy by everyone, grew up to be a very gentle and caring girl. She was liked by everyone around her and known to not to look down on people but to even treat the lowliest peasant as one of her own kind. Her uncles young sons, who grew up with her, all held the young princess dear. On the day of her 17th birthday, her father sent one of his trusted servants to take her back to the royal castle in order to find a suitable match for her.
Due to good weather and lucky circumstances, the princess arrived earlier than expected at her father's castle, whom she hadn't met in 16 years. After her arrival, she begged his underling to be allowed to have a look at the royal garden, since her uncle had told her that her late mother had especially loved the rose garden. The king's servant couldn't withstand the mesmerizing girl's pleading and allowed her to have a look at the garden, while he was going to inform the king about their arrival. Unbeknownst to him, the king himself was taking a stroll through the rose garden at that time.
While slowly wandering through the garden. his gaze was suddenly drawn to a young maiden, dressed in a honey colored tight-fitted dress. Her hair had the color of melted gold and fell in heavy curls down her lovely back, while her chocolate brown eyes were framed by the longest lashes. Moreover her shape was frail and delicately voluptuous at the same time. Not to talk about her flawless milk colored skin, which easily revealed her lightly flushed cheeks and let her rose coloured full lips stand out even more. She was by far the most beautiful being he had ever laid his eyes upon, even more beautiful than his long deceased wife.
Having come to this conclusion, the awe-struck king decided to have the maiden marry him, whoever she might be. As a king he could easily supply her with riches and a title, so that she would fit the image of a queen, not only in appearance.
He slowly approached the young lady, a friendly smile on his aging but handsome face and asked her for her name. The maiden had been so lost in thought that she didn't notice him at all, unless he raised his voice to speak to her. But the moment he asked her for her name, she was rendered speechless and all the color was drained from her lovely face. She shyly looked down on the ground and whispered "I am Lucille Heartfilia, your daughter, my king. "
This response left the king speechless in return. Too startled by the revelation of her identity, he turned around without an answer and told his servants to look after the princess. Said princess was left heartbroken, since she saw her father's reaction as an indication that he still blamed her for her mother's death. Lost in her own thoughts once again she barely noticed Virgo urging her to get ready for dinner.
A dinner the king didn't attend to, under the pretense of having left to much work on his desk and having already taken in a light supper. So once again Lucy felt confirmed in her belief that the king hated her. But instead the king had fallen in despair himself, having fallen for his own daughter, who so much resembled his late wife and even surpassed her in looks. He tried to concentrate on his work but couldn't shake off the thought, that he was free to marry whomever he wanted, since he was the king.
The next day, the king announced that a grand ball would be held in one week's time, where all eligible princes from the surrounding countries would be invited to find a suitable husband for his daughter. And at the end of the night, he would decide whom he deemed to be the most suitable according to the country's riches, the prince's qualities and his chemistry with his daughter.
The king had decided to have the ball as soon as possible, to not fall under the spell of his daughter any further, since the rare occasions where he talked to her, not only confirmed to him how outstandingly beautiful, but also how kind her personality and bright her mind was. He barely slept during the night and seldom ate, disgusted by his own desire for his flesh and blood, but at the same time not able to distract his thoughts from the very same.
On the day before the ball, Lucy was very nervous about the prospect of meeting many eligible suitors. She was wondering, if she might take a liking to one of them and if the king might agree with her choice or would force his choice on her. Knowing her willful father, she feared that she wouldn't be the one to make the choice, so she promised herself to haveat least as much fun as possible. She already heard from Virgo which princes were going to attend the ball. Well, that wasn't really the right expression… it was more like she made Virgo steal the princes' description from her father's desk and read it, while she was sitting on her luxurious bed in her chamber. The descriptions were in form of little profiles, written by the head spy Capricorn.
Prince: Leonardo Celeste
Country: Celeste
Major export goods: Wine, leather, luxury goods
Estimated wealth: £216 million
Appearance: tall and toned, orange reddish hair, emerald eyes, described as very handsome
Special traits: notorious womanizer, good with weapons, keeps his promises
Likes: cats, women, good food
Hates: dogs, people who mistreat others
Prince: Natsu Dragneel
Country: Naar
Major export goods: Spices, horses and oil
Estimated wealth: £358 million
Appearance: tall and muscular, salmon-colored (pink) hair, brown droopy eyes
Special traits: good fighter, very loyal to his friends and subordinates, fiery
Likes: cats, tournaments, challenges
Hates: Prince Gray Fullbuster
Prince: Gray Fullbuster
Country: Kooru
Major export goods: Transportation, scientific ideas, Tuna
Estimated wealth: £416 million
Appearance: tall and toned, raven colored hair, dark-blue slanted eyes
Special traits: cool exterior but stands in for his beliefs, artistic
Likes: sculpturing, cold weather
Hates: Prince Natsu Dragneel
Prince: Hibiki Lantis
Country: Grimm
Major export good: literature, financial advisors, sausages
Estimated wealth: £389 million
Appearance: lean, brown smooth hair, amber eyes, described as very handsome and charming
Special traits: another notorious womanizer, good strategist, smart
Likes: women, money and math
Hates: people who act rashly
Prince: Rogue Cheney
Country: Eire
Major export good: good musicians, lumber and whiskey
Estimated wealth: £235 million
Appearance: tall and toned, jet black hair, red eyes
Special traits: serious & mysterious, every word he speaks &action he takes is well thought of and to the point
Likes:?
Hates:?
Prince: Sting Eucliffe
Country: Cumbria
Major export good: good manners, medicine and jewelry
Estimated wealth: £398 million
Appearance: toned build, wheat blonde hair, gray eyes
Special traits: good fighter, sharp tongue, but true at heart and to his friends, smart, a bit arrogant
Likes: fighting, his comrades and family
Hates: pretentious people
After reading the descriptions of the different princes Lucy tried to picture them and also to picture herself talking to everyone of them. She was wondering if one of them might suit her taste…
Then after reading the descriptions again, shortly before going to bed, she felt a tingling sensation while thinking of one of the princes. A nagging feeling of familiarity, as if she had met the person before…
Had she?
Lucy was dreaming.
She was standing in the middle of the maze at her uncle's place, where she had grown up. She had played with her cousins and this friend of theirs who was visiting from another kingdom, together with his father who was an old friend of her uncle. What was that boys name again?
But she shouldn't get distracted now; after all it was his fault that she got lost in the maze in the first place. The boys had been planning on playing "Knights and Outlaws" and when she had wanted to join in, this stupid boy told her she couldn't because "she was a girl and far too weak…"
So she ran off into the maze and got lost. Way to prove her point….
She felt like she was already walking around the maze for hours, not able to find her way out. She started to feel tired and hungry and wasn't it even starting to get dark? But she wasn't allowed to cry, because that would just prove this stupid boy's point about girls being weak, wouldn't it? While she was staggering around in the maze, she almost could hear the stupid boy's most stupid voice calling for her, pff, as if he might look for her…
Thinking this she ran full-frontal into the said annoying boy, who looked at her amusedly. "Princess-chan, did you by any chance get lost in the maze? If you apologize for shouting at me earlier, I might show you the right way out of here, what do you say?", said the boy who was now extending his hand to help her up.
Lucy took his hand and stood up as gracefully as possible, but refused to apologize to him. Instead she just bowed politely and turned around on the search for a way out. When she turned around to see what the boy was doing she saw him following her.
"Why are you following me? Tired of playing knight? You are not suited to be one anyway!" the princess said mockingly. The boy just smiled mischievously at her and said "Well, I am still playing knight, can't you see? Right now I am rescuing a damsel in distress. "
"Thanks for your kind offer, but I am almost 10 years old now, so I can rescue myself, many thanks. I will find my way out of here in no time you will see", after saying this Lucy sped up to make the boy lose her tracks, but the more she sped up, the faster the boy walked as well, so in the end, instead of focusing on the way that lay before her she just focused on fleeing from him. And suddenly she was standing out in the open, the maze behind her.
"See?", she said, turning around to the annoying boy, "I told you I can find the way out on my own. I didn't need your help at all. But… you came after me anyway and my uncle taught me to behave graciously, so even if I think you are annoying, I still have to show you my appreciation for coming after me."
Saying that the little girl tiptoed and gave the young boy a peck on the cheek, before swiftly turning around and running into the direction of the castle, before the boy could see the slight blush on her face.
The next morning, when the princess woke up, the lingering feeling of familiarity she had had the night before had become certainty. She really had met one of the princes' before and he had rescued the stubborn little lost princess by chasing her out of the maze, without her actually realizing he helped her by guiding her in the right direction.
She wondered, no she hoped, the same kindness would still be lingering under his handsome exterior. She was really looking forward to meet her knight at the ball.
Any ideas who the mystery knight might be?
