Hey guys! I've set this story in a historic way and I hope you all like the characters and I'm not so much acknowledged about how they used to talk in those days so I've just made their language simple, so go ahead and read it, I hope you enjoy it, and plzplzplz review.

Fire blazed up the sky, throwing a thick cloud of smoke into the air. The house burnt down into ashes. People huddled up the streets and raised a chaos while in the middle of such a massacre a shadowed figure shifted past the flame, smiling.

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Quick steps hurried through the palace gate almost smashing through the doors until the last one. The minister pushed it open. A person stood by the window dressed in a white shirt covered by a knee-length blue jacket with golden buttons and cuffs, a silver belt within, brownish trousers and black boot.

The old man halted in front of him and called out, "Prince Castiel!"

The prince turned around while the minister continued, "What do you command?"

There was not much hesitation, Castiel replied, "Kill him"

In no time the soldiers rode with their horses and passed through the thick forest hurdling in the darkness but the felon was clever enough to keep his path clean. They could not get him; he just vanished into the depth of the dark woods.

Meanwhile at the palace,

Castiel hurried through the door and entered into his Father's sanctum. A dark grey coated old man was standing beside the table.

"Father!" he called out.

The King looked at his son and asked, "Did we get him?"

There were not much words coming from the prince. His eyes bowed down which told the whole tale, the King just nodded.

"I don't understand; he is just killing innocent people, what does he really want?" Castiel murmured, but that question was almost impossible to answer especially when they didn't even know how the felon looked like.

Suddenly they heard someone knock at the door followed by a feeble voice coming from behind it.

"Your highness, the court is waiting"

The king turned around and stared at his son's troubled face. He patted on his shoulders and walked out of the room. Castiel followed him.

"Greetings to King Michael and the prince" the Minister announced. Both took their seats and then started the meeting.

"Your highness", one of the courtier took the lead, "May be the Northern kingdom has piled a raid against us and perhaps they are the ones who are creating such a chaos"

"But why suddenly them?"

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The meeting went on, Castiel sat beside his father, listening to all the opinions, most of them being irrational, but the main thing that took his mind was the new face that had recently entered the court room. He never saw the young guy but looked quite familiar, at least the way he stared at him.

"So it has been decided; from now on you will carry on the work and find out who the felon is" the king ordered the red dressed guy, the one whom Castiel was looking at. The minister said, "This young man here? He is very talented. I am quite sure he will keep up with his work very seriously"

"I hope you are right, Rufus" Michael looked at his childhood friend (now the minister) and nodded, then he looked at the young one "you are the new general now, so the whole responsibility is yours"

Then the guy turned to Castiel, till now his sight was just blocked up to his red coat and a slight skin under his hat but now he was standing right in front of him. He looked at Castiel with his eyes almost hidden under his hairs, and was dressed in a white shirt and a brown belt, covered by a deep red coat which every general had to wear printed by a phoenix at the back(symbol of STALWART). Castiel was sure, he saw him before but failed to recall when, so he convinced himself-there were lots of people he knew, lots of people he talked to, so he could be anyone, there was nothing to worry about yet he had a pinch.

"It is a great pleasure to finally meet you Prince"

Castiel lifted his eyes up with a jerk driven by the sudden voice. He saw a smiling face and a stretched out hand eager to be shaken. Castiel smiled back and shacked hands, the thought still pinching him.

"What was your name again?" the prince asked. Now, his whole attention was on that particular guy, there was no way he could miss his name but still he asked just to make sure.

"My name is Sam" the guy replied.

Yes! The name! He heard that kind of weird name before somewhere but where? His eyebrows were crossed and he worked hard on his head but nothing was coming out, before he discovered a pair of hazel eyes staring at him for some response, he felt a bit awkward.

"I am Castiel"

"I know you" Sam smiled with a relaxed expression.

It was not new. Everyone knew Castiel, of course he was the Prince! But the way Sam smiled and assured him of his identification he felt a strange tingle running through, it was like that the new guy knew him too.

Hey! So how was it? I'm going to add a lot of chapters in this story, this one was just a type of introduction and I'm going to update the next chap very very soon! Plz plz read it and review it .plzplzplz!and yes! Don't forget to give me some suggestions