Beauty in Darkness
Prologue
The cloaked man trudged forward on the cold earth, cautiously. Raises his head, gives a sad smile.
"So this is what home has become?" He said bitterly to himself. He looked out to a dry, barren landscape. The sky was blackened by demonic clouds. In the distance, small dots of villages could be seen. But the place was lifeless.
The man pulls back his hood to reveal a pale face, brownish blonde hair with a single cow-lick coming down his forehead, and sapphire blue eyes. "I knew Arthur would...have a hard time getting over me leaving but..." Alfred paused, his speech directed to no one.
He began to walk forward, silently but proudly. This was his chance to fix his brother and become the hero he so desperately wanted to be. Alfred had to see his brother, make things right, he was the prince of this wasteland after all. And his brother the King. "Maybe if I explain why I left him...he will lift his curse on our kingdom." Alfred instantly grimaced at the thought, the curse was terrible and he knew lifting it and setting his brother straight would never be that simple.
But he could do it. Alfred could do it. His brother raised him to be strong, to protect his kingdom at any cost. Even from the great King himself.
Alfred was the hero. He could do anything...right?