Diamonds and dragons
Chapter one:
Azyenia stalked towards her father's room with her books clutched tightly too her ample chest. She was in trouble for the umpteenth time today, and frankly, she had no idea why; this time. Her burgundy roots and black end hair cascade over her shoulder as her green eyes peered on the large double doors. Daring herself to walk away, she took a chance and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Poking her head inside the door and made a small murring sounds as her father's wise grey eyes fixed upon her green ones.
"You have summoned me M'lord?"
Her voice soft as honey dew melon, and she bowed her head when her father said nothing for the first 2-3 minutes. She loved her father dearly, but could never stand to stare into his cold eyes when she had no clue what was going on.
"Within the next four days your nameday shall be here, and you shall become Queen of the DeReign. What do you think of this idea?"
She felt the lump within her throat as she looked into her father's eyes. Yes, her nameday was in four days 23 hours, 45 minutes, and 23 seconds. She knew by heart. However her only problem was, she did not want to be Queen of anything.
"Fa-father you know my dreams..."
"Is nonsense; please look forward into the future I've chosen for you."
"But poppa I do not want to go down the future that you have chosen for me."
Jackson pinched the bridge of his nose, and sighed irritated. Why had his eldest been a girl and on top of that a rebellious girl no less? He grunted, and stared down at his daughter from his throne. Her green eyes reminded him of her rebellious mother he once wedded. She reminded him so much of Anna'lyth it killed him to say the next words.
"You will betroth a prince from the northside kingdom."
Azyenia eyes widen as she looked at her father. Her green eyes darkened and turn to slits as she hissed,
"The hell I will! I do not want this stupid kingdom. Give it to Micheal or Robin!"
Jacksons own eyes turned to slits as he got up from his throne faster than lighting and slapping his daughter with great pain in his chest.
"As much as it pains me too strike my only daughter. You will do as YOUR KING tell you too. Your marriage will be 4 weeks from now. Once Prince Dante arrives; he is on his way from his own kingdom."
Azyenia gasped, and held her now burning cheek. Who was this...This MALE to touch her? Growling as tears poured from the corner of her eyes and her bangs shadowed her face. She did not want this life. Enough is enough.
"Go to your room until supper."
Jackson's voice was now soft and he tried to touch her shoulder in comfort. She roughly brushed his hand away turning back as the bangles of her dress ringed announcing her leaving. Jackson looked back at his king's right hand that only shrugged his shoulder, and walked up to pat his shoulders.
"She's almost eighteen Sir. She'll be just like Anna'lyth and grow use to the customs."
Frank said idle with his words and the king shook his head moving back towards his throne too sit down. He slowly glanced up at the large picture of Anna and sighed clutching his heart.
"I miss her dearly."
"Hrm yes. How long now? 4 years?"
"Aye..."
Frank could never in all his 30 years of working under the king get use to seeing such a broken man. He was use to the bloodsheding, arrogant, defiant male order whom gave any order he please. However, after the Bitch Anna'lyth came along with her father's kingdoms shame and married Jack he was never the same. Frank rubbed his pointed beard before looking at the picture with his own hazel nut eyes.
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Azyenia could not believe what her father said and done too her. Pulling on her metal tunic and grabbing her favorite pair of black soft leather gloves. Her black fur lined boots came next along with a long sleeve cotton warm shirt and warm cotton sweatpants. Grabbing Silver and Magic her double bladed dragons fire melted metal swords she hook them unto her back and pulled her cloak and mask from behind her door. Tony her youngest little brother came in silently and sat on her bed as she laced up her shoes.
"Does poppa know where you're going?"
"He doesn't need too."
"What happened to your face?"
"I tripped into the cellar door."
"Does poppa know?"
"Yes."
"Can I come with you?"
"No."
Azyenia picked up her bow and quill of arrows pulling them over her shoulders as she walked out her room while little Tony followed her.
"If poppa doesn't know can I tell him?"
Someday she wishes she could just tie the brat up and lock him in the closet. Turning sharply on her heels he ran into her abdomen and looked up against her large bosoms before blushing and stepping back. Kneeling before him, she placed both her hands on each shoulder and stared into his humble innocent blue eyes.
"Look, if I get you 6 sweet breads, four lemon rangs, and two cups of sweet honeyed milk would you go to your room, and pretend you never saw me?"
"I need 10 sweet breads, 6 lemon rangs, and 3 cups of sweet milk. Along with a sweet cake."
Her eye twitched and she regretted the day she taught the 10 year old how to count. Shaking her head and accepting the challenge, she ushered him into his room three door down from the familiar halls. Now all it was too get the bribing materials and get back without being seen. Skillfully she pulled herself against up unto the wooden planks of her home roof walking on the closely spaced wood and looking down in the kitchen where her wet nurse sat watching the brisket broil.
"Oh Mrs. Calington, could you please bring Lady Azyenia her daily Tea?"
The voice imitation was horrible, but Mrs. Calington was 79 years old. She did not need told twice, but once she got up, she just could not sit back down. Once the old woman made her way with the already warmed water and tea bags, she jumped down and grabbed one of mini baskets that sat on the table. Filling them with the necessary foods and cups of milk, she looked up at her entrance then down at her new problem. How was she going to get the basket up there then getting to the room? It is already a problem getting up there herself now this.
Upon hearing, the back doors open she hid under the table and watched quietly.
"I'm telling you Mat. The women from the northside are so damn gorgeous it kills you just by looking at them."
"Mark you really need to stop traveling."
Azyenia felt jealously shoot through her. How could her second youngest brothers travel, but father kept her within the kingdoms walls? Watching as they made their way through the kitchen picking up steamed watered apples and eating them. She took this chance to follow quietly just to get to Tonys room. After 20 minutes of avoiding Mrs. Cali, she made it to Tony's room, to find him asleep holding his favorite book. She twitched once more and she tilted her head to the side. Could she really leave this ball of joy?
"Has anyone seen Lady Azyenia? Her father wants to summon her once more. Lord Dante has arrived and would like to inspect her."
A king's guard stated and Azyenia shook her head tucking her baby brother into his warm furs and kissing him on the forehead after placing his basket of treats next to his dresser.
"I love you little one."
"Love you too boobies."
She smiled as he turned over and went back into his dream-filled night. Azyenia pulled up her mask that she had placed around her neck earlier before using her black magic to teleport to her room to grab her hand made black bag and stuffed her tunics, pants, under garments, and extra mini weapons. A vial of black poison easing that into her side pocket she was ready to go. Now all she needed was a few weeks of food and she would be home free. Now too use-
"Azyenia! Didn't you hear?! Fathers looking everywhere for you!"
Jack said stepping into the dimly lit room and looked into his sisters green eyes with his own dark blues. She was not expecting Jack of all people to search for her.
"What does it matter too you?"
He was the second oldest other then Azyenia and he hated her for it. Why she did not really give a hell, but it still hurt to know that you are younger brother hates you for something you had no control over. He studied her for a moment before smirking.
"You're running away?"
Her back stiffened and she quickly drew up and answers. Watching as he moved closer to her closing the door behind him.
"No I was going to visits Lilith in the gardens tonight. There's going to be a shower tonight and I wanted to dress warm through this fall."
"Then whats with the large bag of clothes? Maybe I should get father and see if he approved of this?"
"That won't be necessary."
"Why?"
"I've already spoken with father before you came to see me."
It was a complete bold lie, but she knew he had no proved if she did it or not. Jack looked at her with questioning eyes before stalking from her rooms into the shadows of the halls. She had about 20 minutes before her father came in raging. Throwing her sac over her shoulder she beeline to the kitchen and started stuffing non-perishables' into her bag and running out the door. The night streets were less crowded then the evening, but it was still enough people to hide in.
After running for a good 10 minutes, she slowed down and listened to her heartbeat. She was finally going to get away. Grinning madly she passed by a few brothels blushing furiously and shaking her head as the noise of the night rose. She would never stoop so low. After walking her streets, she already knew and felt she bought herself enough time to go get her pet wolves and horse. All her babies waited for her everyday; Midnight, Black, and Star.
Going into the stables, she straddles her horse and her wolves looked up at her with questionable eyes. Both were brothers and had mix match eyes; one of each with their dark grey and black fur. Stars were a pale grey with black spots upon her hinnies.
"Ready for adventure boys and Star?"
Azyenia was settling up the settle and placing each back according to how it fit her. After a moment, she looked about her home from the stables. The castle did indeed look gorgeous; perfect even. Her green eyes cooled with tears that threatened and she shook her head placing her water canister upon its handle in the front of the horse. Star swayed her tail happily as the wolves sniffed and nudged her with their muzzles.
She would be happy with her pets. Not that she would ever call them pets, she prefers family friends. Her father never understood, why she kept the wolf pups, but he would never let them enter the kingdom as he pleased. Most night she snuck them in when they were tiny cubs, so they could sleep warmly in the winder. Winter.
Looking up at the half clouded noon skies and bit her lip. She would be taking a big risk in leaving when the cold season was right around the corner. Shaking her head, she could not punk out now. Not with a snot nose brat of a prince coming to claim her hand in marriage. That made her shutter and she shook her head.
Marriage; A doom for every rebel woman such as herself. Before her mother died after birthing little Tony. Azyenia never hated the little blessing from heaven. Even though he took her mother at age 13 she was still proud to call him brother. Jack and Mark were not as pleased. Mat, well not none really knew what Mat would think; the boy would get wrapped up in his studies to much to care. Patting Shadows head and leaning against Star, she mumbled,
"Do you think they'll miss me?"
"Oh yes very much Ma'lady..."
Azyenia gasped and turned too looked at the hypnotizing voice, her mask making it hard for her to do that gasp, but it would be fierce if the cloth wasn't thick against the cold winds. Not that she ever used it like so.