A/N: I wanted to do this story for a while now, and now I have gotten the time!
This is Reyvian or Octeyna because I can…I wanted to do a book about Octavian so yes, here it is…and I plan to do another story about Octavian's origins so stay tuned for that…anyway, here ya go.
I can take requests on stories as I am bored. Please know I don't do "slash"
Kingdom Jupiter fell. It was a strong kingdom in Greece with over a thousand of trained soldiers, but ever since Queen Bellona's husband, the king, died; the strong kingdom slowly fell to Octavian, a young king, who had come from the kingdom of Jupiter but had left in hopes of creating a stronger, better kingdom, of which he had accumulated, and yet that was not enough, he wanted that kingdom, Jupiter, along with. And, now, the queen of Jupiter was on a carriage with her two daughters, Princess Hylla of Jupiter and the other princess, Reyna, whom preferred her informal nickname, The Fierce One. Reyna had a swift braid that wrapped loosely around her neck. She had a slightly tanned type of skin that was from sneaking out of the palace much too often. She wore an itchy purple dress that was ridiculous and unlike her favorite loose purple one-shoulder toga that was easy to maneuver in. In the 16-year-old's hair was a few golden strands that stood out nicely and perfectly. All and all, she was quite beautiful in a fierce type of way.
"Mother," Reyna said, still itching her dress, "where the Pluto are we going?" Reyna looked at her mother who looked at her daughter with a slight glare.
"We are going to the kingdom, Augustus, child," Bellona said and left her daughter with a million more questions.
"For whatever reason, Queen Bellona of Jupiter?" Reyna asked in a sickly sweet tone.
"For a…a…" the queen searched for words, "a…party, of course!" The queen had sweat marks on her eyebrows that she quickly wiped away with a silk handkerchief.
"Mother, Reyna deserves to know," Hylla, the eldest daughter, told Bellona, "she is old enough."
"Fine, Reyna, we go to Kingdom Augustus so we can make any peace offering of which we can declare the two kingdom's war over, and an allegiance of the two kingdoms can be made, children," she said in a slight monotone.
"What if they capture us? Or kill us?" Reyna asked, "And you did not bring any soldiers? Just this little carriage and us and the horseman?"
"Uh, Reyna, sis, it's just this, no other backup…" Hylla told Reyna and fiddled with her hair.
"It is quite true, daughter."
"I shall bring Πόλεμος," Reyna said as she picked up a Imperial Gold dagger.
"No, why have you brought that? You are a princess, I want you to act like one! No weapons, no wars, that is for men! Not for well-mannered princesses like what you will be, Reyna!" Bellona cried and snatched away the expensive dagger.
Hylla sighed as she understood how her sister felt.
"My Queen Bellona of Jupiter, we have arrived," the coachman said with a slight bow.
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"Who the Pluto are you?" the guard said with an angry tone.
"I am Queen Bellona of Jupiter, I request to see the king with my two daughters."
"Aren't you that kingdom we're fighting aga—" the guard began.
"I swear on the River Styx we mean no harm!" she told him.
The guard froze, knowing that the River Styx promise was the most bounding promise. The guard sighed and opened the door to the queen and her two daughters.
The people in the royal palace froze and stared at Bellona, Reyna, and Hylla with a sharp eye, but turned back to their work.
"Where is the king?" Bellona asked a young maid who was mopping the floor.
"Ma'am, he is in his throne-room," the girl said. She had choppy brown hair and kaleidoscope eyes and overall was pretty.
"And where the Pluto is that?" Reyna interjected her mother.
"Cross the three rooms and over five doors, ma'am," the tired girl said, "good luck, ma'am, he isn't happy, especially with the war with Jupiter."
Bellona swallowed, then regained her posture.
"Thank you," she said, then followed the maid's directions to the throne-room.
Bellona slightly knocked on the golden doors.
No reply.
She knocked again quietly.
Nothing, nada.
Reyna stepped up and flat-out opened the doors loudly.
"Who is there to disturb me?" a tired tone broke out.
Reyna inspected the king. The king was about 17 and had straw-blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a small, skinny body.
"We are here—" Bellona looked for words to describe her thoughts.
King Octavian averted his gaze at his visitors and immediately sighed.
"Queen Bellona, I suppose," Octavian said, "here to surrender, I hope?"
"N-no, king," Bellona said, "I would like to make something clear."
"What?"
"Is there anything we can give you as an offering to stop the war? I swear on the River Styx that anything you want as an offering I can give."
"Perhaps, your daughter?" he asked.
A/N: Oh my, hi. Please for reviewing: Don't be mean unless it's constrictive, thanks for reading