So I have a little free time over christmas break and decided to start a new story. I haven't forgotten my other stories, I'm working on those as well. Hope you like this one. I kinda throughout a lot of what I knew about Teen Titan just to be a little out of the ordinary. Sorry for any typo still don't have a Beta.
I don't own anything except for any characters my mind cooked up and I'm definitely not making anything from writing this.
Prologue
There was darkness everywhere. The sounds of the dying filled the air. The King Bruce watched as many of his men lay dead or dying on the blood washed fields. He turned in time to see King Trigon racing towards him in a blind rage. King Bruce had little time to do anything thing but raise his sword and hope for the best. As he waited for the deathblow to inevitably take his life, he thought about the things he would regret missing. He thought of his infant son taking his first steps, watching him wheeled his first sword, even giving him his first riding lessons. He thought of his beautiful wife, Selina and how she pleaded with him not to go; her gut wrenching tears as he walking away knowing he may never return. Never hold her in his arms or listen to her soothing voice as she singings their son to sleep. Most of all, he regret not listening to his friend and advisor, Lord David Stone. He had warned him to be on his guard and never underestimate the kingdom of Azarath. He waited and waited but the blow never came. When he looked up, it was to see his good friend staring at him with a pained expression on his face.
"My son will need a father Bruce," he said as he attempts to reach the sword in his chest.
"Your son has a father, old friend" Bruce relied as he tried to comfort his dying friend.
"My only regret is not seeing the man he will one day become but at least I know he like be raised by a good and noble King."
"Save your strength my friend help will be here soon."
However, before King Bruce could say another word, King Trigon charged at him again but this time Bruce was ready. With a stead grip of his sword King Bruce was able to parry the attack and counter with a quick thrust of his sword, he was able to connect with his enemy's chest.
"This war is over!" Bruce stated as he looked down at Trigon's shocked face. "Your reign of terror is finally over."
"This is not the end! My sons will avenge me!" Trigon replied angrily. Trigon was not aware that his sons' Jacob and Jared where killed bring the battle. Bruce did not feel the need to destroy a man who had brought about his own destruction. The war was over but Bruce felt no need to be joyful at the fact. He had lost his good friend and most trusted advisor along with countless other men. Many of which had families he will have to make arrangements for. He now had to address the Queen of Azarath hoping she does not seek vengeance for the lives of her loved one. So it was with a heavy heart that he commanded he men to collect their dead and injury and started the journey back home.
4 weeks later
Bruce walked into the throne room of Azarath accompanied by two of his knights. As he walked towards the throne his thinks of how different things might have been. He still did not wish to rule over Azarath, which was his right by conquest nor did he which to leave it in the hands of those who would abuse its power. Bruce finally looks up to notice a young lady sitting on the throne clinching her newborn child. For a moment, he was a little surprise. This was not the person he expected to see. She was for too young to have been Trigon's wife. She appeared to be no more than a child herself. She was definitely not old enough to have been the mother Trigon's sons.
"My lady," Bruce said as he approached the figure on the throne. "How are you? If I may ask."
The young queen stiffened her spine as we addressed the man response for killing her husband. "I am Queen Arella, king Trigon's second wife. Why are you here?"
"I was not aware that Trigon had another wife and to answer your question, I am here to claim what is mine by virtue of conquest." Bruce replied.
"You have no right to anything in this kingdom. I suggest you leave at once."
"I'm afraid a cannot do that my lady. Your husband forfeited his rights to this kingdom the day he chose to attack my kingdom. It is by my mercy that your people have not been slaughter or raped by my men for the crimes your husband has committed." Bruce stared at the young Queen feeling slightly irritated by her lack of respect. He was about ready to order his man to round up what was left of the castle's advisors and staff when the queen spoke again.
"You men are all the same, you rape and pillage wherever you going with no thought to your actions. My own husband took me by force as my family watched helpless. Now here you are attempt to take what is left of home and you expect me to sit quietly by as you do so." Bruce was shocked to say the least. This young queen thought him the same monster as her husband. It wasn't long before there was a commotion in the back of the hall. Bruce turned to see an older man enter the room along with two others. One of which tried desperately to restrain a very angry and violent boy who seem hell bend on attacking Bruce.
"MURDERER!" yelled the boy as he struggles against the hold newly appointed guardian. "You murdered my father and for that, I will kill you!"
"Restrain him at once." One of Bruce's knights bark as he step in front of his king with his sword drawn.
"Advisor Roth, please escort the prince back to his chambers." Queen Arella spoke above the noise escalating in the room. "He is not allowed to leave until he can conduct himself as a prince should."
"You have no write to command me woman. I am KING. This is now my kingdom. I am the rightful ruler!" replied the angry prince.
"On the contrary boy. This kingdom now belongs to King Bruce by right of conquest. You will respect him or suffer the consequences." The knight spoke as he approached the prince. You still breathe by King Bruce's mercy it is wise that you cherish his generosity.
"Your highness is there somewhere we can discuss the terms of your surrender more civilly?" Bruce said as he addressed the queen. "I would rather not have this discussion in public. You are free to invite whichever advisor you want be know that my patience is running thin and I do not wish to be forced into proving your earlier statement."
Before the queen could responded the chancellor stepped forward and spoke. "Your majestic, the king's solar may be more appropriate for any further discussing we may have."
"Well then we shall the solar it is."
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"Your kingdom has been a threat to mine for many years now. I wish to put an end to this threat." Bruce stated plainly, "I have been advised by my council to claim this kingdom as is my right to ensure that it is no longer a threat to my people."
"But your Majestic…" Bruce raised a hand to stall her protest. "This war has cost me too many good me for me to risk having another start. While still a boy, the prince's actions today prove that I most still be wary of this kingdom."
"I cannot control the thoughts of my stepson your Majestic. I have no other place to go if you should take this kingdom. Please reconsider."
"What do you suggest my lady?"
"A Treaty…"
"And how do I know your kingdom will honor another treaty?"
"Sire may I suggest a marriage?" Bruce turned to hear what is knight had to say. "I believe a marriage between the prince and someone of the royal house would help to unite our kingdoms." Bruce thought for a moment. A marriage would unite the kingdoms but many of his Lords only have son and those will daughters would never approve of a union with Trigon's son. At fourteen, the boy was already cruel if the rumors were true. However the was still a princess…
"Your Highness, correct me if I'm wrong but the child you currently is a girl. Trigon's first and only daughter?" The queen was taken aback by King Bruce's question. She looked to her arms to acknowledge her sleeping child. Why the sudden interest in her daughter? She thought. He could not possibly suggest any involving her child. She was the only thing in the kingdom that she treasured. They could do whatever they wanted to the prince but her daughter was not a part of any deals they decided to make.
"Whatever it is you have in mind my daughter is not a part of any deals."
"Unfortunate that you feel that why your highness because the only deals I have to offer requires that your daughter be a part of it." Bruce to the address the Chancellor, "have your scribe sent for at once. I wish for this business to be finished immediately so that I can return to my kingdom. Also fetch the boy I wish for him to be hear when this is done."
The queen was angry. How dare he dictate her life and the life of her infant daughter? The queen had nothing else with which to bargain. She was too lost in thought to notice the scribe and prince entering the solar. The prince was still angry about his earlier treatment but had managed to compose himself long enough to be civil in the presence of King Bruce. The scribe took his seat and waited for instructions.
xxXXxx
The tension in the room was palatable. Either side wasn't willing to comprise. The prince was furious! The man who murdered his father was taking everything that was rightfully his away from him. He saw red the longer the discussions went. There had to be something he could do to get what was rightfully his.
"I am the rightful ruler of Azarath!" Prince Jess stated
"You're rights to the kingdom was forfeited by your father." One of King Bruce's knights stated. The chancellor finally spoke after listening to many heated exchanges between both sides.
"Your majesties, I understand that you are both upset with the recent events but might I suggest a compromise. King Bruce, I know it is within your rights to claim this kingdom and all its properties but there must be something you can order the prince so that he is not completely destitute." The chancellor stared pleadingly at the king hoping he would consent to something, anything at all. What about the queen and infant princess they have no other family or distant relative to whom they can turn there must be some kindness you can offer them to ensure their survival"
For a moment, the chancellor assumed his pleas fell on deaf ears because the king's face showed no hint of emotion. He thought of changing strategies when finally the king spoke.
"Enough! I have made my decision and it will not be altered. Anyone who seeks to go against my work will face my wrath. Scribe, I wish for you to record this." The scribe wrote as the king spoke. After all was said, the king signed the parchment and stamped it with the royal seal of the house of Wayne. The queen and prince were asked to sign their agreement to the treaty or lose the kingdom entirely. King Bruce's knights and Azarath's council members who were present signed as witnesses to the new agreement between the kingdoms. The scribe was asked to make three more copies that were also signed and sealed. The king was ready the return to his kingdom but first he had the ensured the terms were met and agreed to by all and that the kingdom was aware of the consequences of a rebellion.
The queen was distraught, after all she had suffered at the hand of her husband the one most precious thing she had was to be taken from her. Her only comfort was that the main castle was still her home and she was free to raise her daughter in peace. It was long because word spread throughout the kingdom and all were made aware of the treaty and the consequences of breaking it. The prince however, swore he would one day get his revenge on King Bruce for all he had taken form him.
Bruce sat in his solar after finally returning home to his kingdom. He read the words of the agreement over and over in his head wondering if he had let his temper get the better of him. He knew that the prince may very well one day seek vengeance but at this point, that was not his main concern. He had just arranged for his son and heir to marry an infant princess who he now had to protect as his honor would dictate. He also thought of the young Lord Stone who was also his ward. At the age of ten he showed very skill and strength that already he was being trained as a squire, one of the youngest in the castle's history. He was so distracted by his thought that he did not here his wife enter the room.
"My King. It is late please come to bed. I have not had your company in over a fortnight." King Bruce turned to face his lady wife.
"My Queen I did not hear you enter. I was reading over the treaty I made between of kingdom and Azarath." The queen took the parchment and began to read.
As High King of Gotham, I Bruce Wayne declare the kingdom of Azarath and its people are now under my protection. In exchange, no one of this kingdom may raise arms against me or my allies. For in doing so, it will violate any treaty we have created and is considered a declaration of war. The prince Jess will no longer have a claim to the throne of Azarath. He will however be given one of the castles of Azarath along with the properties and income tied to that castle. He must also pledge fealty to the house of Wayne where he will be squired until he reaches his major at which point he may claim his castle. Should he break his oath he will be considered a traitor and banished from both kingdoms forever. The princess Rachel Raven Roth is hereby betrothed to the prince and heir to the kingdom of Gotham, Prince Richard Robin Wayne. They shall be wed when the princess turns 16. Queen Arella will remain as queen and regent until the princess has reached her majority or her husband chooses to assume the throne with her consent. The princess must produce a legitimate heir to both thrones by her twentieth birthday. Should the princess not uphold the terms of this agreement the kingdom of Azarath will forever be forfeited. So it is written so should it be done.
The queen returned the parchment to the king and looked at him for a moment. "Why did you choose to betroth the princess to our son?" Bruce was not fooled by her calm tone.
The queen did not approve of this. She was all too familiar with arrange marriages. She was fortunate enough to have had her first betroth, a lord some forty years her senior die in battle when she was fourteen. While he was not cruel, he was very lecherous and had sort to consummate their union even before her first bleeding. My of her close friends were married to man chosen by their fathers who were cruel and heartless to them. It was her good fortune to have met Bruce when he had accompanied his father to her father's holdings for a summer stay. They fell in love and were married the year of Bruce's twenty-first birthday and her seventeenth. They had lived a happy, free life for five years until the death of Bruce's parents.
"My Lady, I only had the kingdom best interest at heart. I did not wish for another the wed the princess and seek to claim the kingdom through her." The queen sighed. While it was true she did not like the idea of an arranged marriage, even with her son, the welfare of the kingdom was something they both had to consider.
"Hopeful are son grows up to be a kind and noble prince and a good husband. Now come to bed I have missed you dearly."
There you have it hope you stick around for the rest.
