Hey Welcome to The Triplets of Laquaria! My first ever fanfiction! I hope you enjoy it and review all you want. Kind, constructive criticism is welcome, Flames are not. What can I say, I am a sensitive person… This story is roughly based on Beauty and the Beast.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beauty and the Beast in anyway. Although the idea for this take on it is pretty much my own, I apologize for any similarities to other stories previously written, it is purely coincidental. This disclaimer counts for ALL CHAPTERS!
Ta! Enjoy the story!
'.' SerayaNeko '.'
Prologue:
Two figures spoke in the dark. The rain hammered down on them as they completed their bargaining.
"It is done than. I shall arrive at your home in a weeks' time." The hooded figure said as it extended a scaly, reptilian hand.
"I assure you, I am extremely grateful for your assistance sir. My family and I will be awaiting your presence at the palace." The other man who was dressed in fine robes replied as he hesitantly extended his own hand, adorned with rings. However before he could bid his rescuer goodbye, the strange being had disappeared into the night.
"Oh how will I ever explain this to Arya?" The older man thought to himself as he laid his head in his hands.
"They will never forgive me…"
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DUN DUN DUN… Yes I know the prologue is a bit weak…But what can I do, it needed to be written… Because it was so short I'll be posting chapter 1 now too…
Chapter One: The Sisters
The handsome prince gathered the princess in his arms and carried her down the steps of the tower. Their faces drew closer until…
"Arya! Arya! Come quickly, a messenger has arrived, father has been found!"
"Oh well…it was getting cheesy anyway…" I mumbled as I threw my book down onto my bed and rushed down the corridor.
I entered my sister's drawing room to see her excited face beam down on me.
"He'll be home in tomorrow Arya! I am so happy that he's alright, I was worried sick!"
I shook my head and grinned at my normally calm and peaceful sister.
"The whole kingdom was looking for him, a king doesn't go missing for very long without being noticed so settle down Della. You're starting to behave like Narie!" I scolded playfully as I referred to my other sister. Although we three are triplets, we don't have much in common but for our green eyes inherited from our father. But despite our differences, we love each other very much, even though I insist I got the short end of the stick when it comes to the beauty department.
Dellaryanna, the self-proclaimed "oldest" of us triplets has bright, golden locks that flow down past her waist. She is calm for the most part, and tends to be a slight worrywart when it comes to her family's well being, which explains her unusual outburst regarding father. Normally I would expect my other sibling, Narayatha to overreact, but she had decided to take Laquaria's militia on an all out search for father. The guard secretly calls her "Hot-head" because of her flaming red hair and temper.
"Del, should we send an envoy to Narie and get her to return to the palace?" I inquired.
"Don't worry about it Arya, I already did." Yep. That's more like the Della I know and love.
I sat down on one of Della's elaborately embroidered cushions and stared out the window of the drawing room. I watched the peasants fishing in the ocean that surrounded Laquaria. Due to the fact that my kingdom is an island, many rely on fishing as a means of survival. Fish is also the main good that my country exports, and rare, expensive, species live in our waters.
"Arya, have you thought anymore about fathers proposition?" Della asked, snapping me out of my silent reverie and back into reality.
"Not really, I'm sorry, I've been rather preoccupied lately, and far too busy to go husband hunting." I retorted, a little more forcefully than I had intended.
"I see." Del replied looking at the ground disappointedly. She wanted me to find a husband as quickly as possible. At our birth, father proclaimed that none of us could be married unless it was a "triple-wedding," and as of now, both of my sisters had potential grooms, and as for me…well I wasn't so lucky. In fact, I was so unlucky, that father had thought of an arranged marriage. I can't say I was to thrilled with that idea, even though I know my sisters are getting a bit frustrated with me. What can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic.
I got up from the cushion and headed towards the door.
"I'm going to go sneak something from the kitchen, can I get you anything Del?"
"No. I think I'm just going to write to Mathias and tell him that you haven't chosen a groom yet… I hope he won't be too upset…" she replied. Guilt-trip much?
'.' THE NEXT DAY '.'
I woke up at the crack of dawn to begin preparing for father's arrival. Narie had returned late last night, and the three of us had decided to have a feast honoring father's arrival, so I had sent out the invitations. This morning I planned on decorating the ballroom. I've always liked to decorate myself because it has always felt more personal. After getting changed, I found large ribbons in sky and navy blue, the colors of Laquaria, and entwined them around the room with the help of some servants.
"Can I offer you my assistance Your Highness?" a smooth voice inquired. I turned to look at the speaker and found myself face to face with the notorious Lord Zane of Darin, one of Laquaria's surrounding islands. He was devastatingly attractive, and I found myself blushing at his attentions. How embarrassing.
"No thank you Lord Zane, I've just about finished here." I answered.
"Ah well, can I walk you to your rooms then?"
"Umm…well…I don't see why not." I was blushing again as I took his arm. We walked in silence for the remainder of the way to my chambers. I smiled, thanked him for his company and walked into my room.
"Arya! Oh Goodness! I can't believe you were with Lord Zane, isn't he handsome? I think he is."
Ah yes…the unmistakable chatter of my sister Narie. I groaned.
"Narie…what are you doing in my room?"
"Spying, what else? Della wanted to come, I could just tell, only she said that it would be an invasion of your privacy."
"Yes? Well guess what? She was right! Sheesh, is no place sacred from your constant scrutiny? I've told you once, I've told you thousands of times, I've no intentions of twoing with anyone, let alone Zane!" I stormed.
"Fine then. I was just being hopeful." Narie pouted.
As she finished speaking, the trumpeters blared.
"The King has returned! Long live the King!" The population echoed in joyous strain.
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Wow! How poetic. Yay me! My first ever chapter on I hope you all enjoyed it! Review all you want, but be gentle, it's my first time EVER!
Ta for now,
'.' SerayaNeko '.'
