A Tragic Death
A/N: The characters do not belong to me. But this idea does, it popped into my mind while watching Shrek 2 and listening to a sad song on my iPod.
King Harold was making his way to his bedroom when he passed by his sons bedroom. He looked inside the cracked door and saw his wife, Queen Lillian, kneeling on the floor. A smile crept upon his face when he saw the toddler take a couple of steps before falling onto his butt. "Oh William! That was great!" Lillian cheered, Harold quietly opened the door. "Let's try that again." Lillian said, she stood the 12 month old baby onto his feet. She backed up a little and let her son take 3 steps before falling into his mother's arms. William's eyes looked into his mother's gray ones. His eyes then traveled behind her, he gurgled and smiled. Lillian turned and saw Harold standing in the doorway with a smirk now on his face. "Wow! He's getting really good at that." Harold proudly said, he walked over to his wife and son and picked William up. Lillian stood up as well and kissed her husband gently on his lips "Yes, our little boy is growing up." Lillian ran her hands over the boy's blonde hair. Harold kissed William's chubby cheek and smiled "William, one day you will be king. And I hope you marry the woman of your dreams." he then looked at Lillian "I sure did." Lillian blushed and kissed Harold's cheek. William smiled as he sucked on his fingers.
A couple of years later young William was now 6 years old and starting to push his parents buttons, well mostly his fathers. He was headstrong and took after his father according to Lillian. Harold disagreed and said that he was strong willed like his mother. "William, please pay attention." William's little feet were standing in the openings of the balcony. He leaned over the top to get a good look at the kingdom "Yes mommy." he finally turned around and sat on the ground. Lillian smiled and looked at the clothes laid on William's bed. "Can you come and try these on please?" his bright brown eyes that he got from Harold looked at the queen "Mommy, I don't want to try on clothes. I want to go play." his lips pouted, Lillian covered her grinning mouth with her hand. He was so much like his father. "Now come on. If you try on two more then I'll let you play. How's that?" William's eyes lit up and nodded, he raced to his mother and waited for her to undress him. There was a knock at the door "William you stay right there. We're not done yet." Lillian walked over to the door and opened it, it was a servant relaying a message from the king. William ran over to the balcony and put his feet in the openings once again. Lillian looked back at her son for a second, she then turned her attention back to the servant. William wondered if he could sit on the top of the balcony, he used all of his strength and his little arms and legs to get up top. "Okay, thank you. Tell the king William and I will be there in a few." the servant bowed before her and walked off. Lillian turned back around and saw William's eyes bulge open, his hands flew into the air as he fell off the balcony. Lillian's eyes opened as wide as they could. She ran over to the balcony and saw her son hit the ground. Lillian feel to the floor and screamed at the top of her lungs, she tried to gasp for air but couldn't breathe. Tears began to stream down her face.