I cant believe how much I miss those small little things we all did…what him and I did together.
Back then times were so simple….
Things were just fun and games till one day.....
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"You big jerk!" she cried pounding her little arms on his chest. He just chuckled his normal laugh. She was so much smaller then him, even if he was but a year older then herself. The boy in front of her just smiled huge at his victory. He had taken the only thing separating himself and the crown he now would be king one day.
Amelia ran away from the young prince crying her little heart out at what he had just done to the only person she really cared about. Sure she liked Belphegor but Rasiel was funnier to play with then Bel, who only pick and tease her.
She ran as far away from the castle as she could. Her little six year old legs couldn't go far and no doubt her mother would be looking for her. She looked so similar to her mother. They both held such soft brown eyes. Amelia's blonde hair was slowly turning to brown just as her mothers hair was. She also held her mothers fragile looking frame.
But unlike her mother Amelia held a attitude to the young princes. She didn't want to hold the fate her mother had forced onto her. Her mother was a royal maid to the two young princes' and Amelia would have to fallow that fate, even if she didn't want to. It was her duty to follow in her mothers foot steps just as her mother had her mothers. It was tradition for her family to serve the royal family.
Amelia huddled behind a large tree trunk bringing her knees to her chest. How could he have done that to his own brother? Does being king really matter the much?
"Ushishishi" she heard from the other side of the tree. She didn't bother looking knowing that laugh all to well. Why had he followed her here?
"What do you want Bel? I'm in no mood for you" she tried to sound harsh but her timid voice was still sad and cracked.
"That's no way to talk to a prince Ushishishi" he laughed. She could tell that he had taken a seat down on the ground on the other side of the tree.
"I don't care! Your no prince of mine!" she snapped crawling around to the other side of the tree to find he was gone. She narrowed her eyes knowing his next move all to well. She found one of his knives pinned on her throat. "Just leave me alone Bel…..Please…" Bel's smile faded before tsking. He began to walk off, his hands behind his head. Amelia looked up to the sky and prayed Rasiel would watch over her and keep her safe from his brother like he did when he was with her.
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It had been a few days since Bel had killed Rasiel and it was now time for his funeral. Amelia looked herself over in the mirror. Her black dress fell just above her knees. Its sleeves were long with off white frill on the ends and around the collar. She wore a necklace that clung tightly too her neck. Her mother had done her hair nicely. Her side's wear pulled back into a pony tail with her bangs hanging loosely in her eyes. She didn't want anyone to know she had been crying, especially Bel. He had been pestering her for the last few days non stop about little things. And if she didn't play with him, he'd say something about Rasiel that would bring her to tears in the end. Bel knew just what to say to the young girl to hurt her. It was one of his favorite hobbies, along with hide-and-go-seek.
She let her head hang low as she followed her mother out of the castle to where they were having the ceremony. She didn't want to see him. Not like that. Rasiel was HER prince, there was no way he could just leave her.
She clung to her mothers dress as they approached his coffin. She didn't dare look in, not with him like that. She buried her face into her mothers side as her mother paid her respects.
"Honey, just pretend he's asleep. I know he'd want you to say your good last good byes." her mother comforted Amelia by rubbing the back of her head, pushing her forwards. Amelia gasped inward seeing Rasiel in his coffin. He did in fact look as if he were asleep. A eternal sleep.
She felt the tears coming. She wouldn't be able to fight them for much longer, and she didn't have too. Once her mother crouched down next to her, the tears came. She twirled around into her mothers arms as her muffled sobs filled the room. Her mother knew how close she was with the twins, and especially Rasiel. Her mother rubbed her back trying her best to comfort her but what could she really do? He was died and there was no bringing her back.
"It'll be alright, honey" her mother soothed her but Amelia couldn't stop herself. She had just lost her best friend, her first love, everything.
Her mother had to take her away from the crowd but once they were far enough Amelia took off running away from her mother back to the place him and her last played. The swings.
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"Push me" he ordered her. Not in a harsh tone but a playful one. Amelia smiled sweetly nodding, running to join his side. She obeyed and began to push him on the swings. He was always so much kinder to her then Bel was.
She pushed him gently on the swing. Back and forth he swung, both laughed having a grand old time. Not a care in the world till Bel showed up. He insisted that Rasiel had to come in. Amelia watched sadly as he entered the castle leaving her to sit alone on the swing he was once in.
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She just sat there, clutching the swing's chain tightly, in her tiny hands. Her tears made their way down her cheeks onto the ground below her. She didn't swing, she felt as if she was being weighed down. Her tiny body couldn't take the pressure and she collapsed onto the ground below her where she cried herself to sleep.
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The light shined bright onto her face as her eyes drifted open. She wasn't outside anymore. She was now in her bed in her room. But how did she get here? She didn't want to think about it. Thinking would lead to remembering and she didn't want to remember anything. But her luck just wasn't with her today.
Belphegor burst into her room, smashing the door on the wall behind it. His normal evil smile soon appeared on his face as he waltzed over to her bed.
"Get up lazy" he snapped pulling the covers from off her. Amelia didn't bother to fight back, she didn't have the strength to fight him. "I'm bored, and no prince should ever get bored" Amelia cringed at the word prince.
"Belphegor, leave Amelia alone. She's very ill. You'll have to go play with someone else till she's aright. Okay sweetie?" her mother came into the room joining the two. Bel looked behind himself, back at her mother giving her a bored expression before leaving. Amelia and her mother watched as Bel exited the her room. "Amelia, honey, even been out for a few days" her mother said as she made her way across the room.
Amelia's room wasn't anything special, a typical child's room. Various toys scattered across the floor, with a few nick knacks on various shelves threw out her room. The walls were painted light blue with black curtains. Her bed lay next to her window along the farthest wall. A small night stand next to her bed, and at the end of her bed was her toy chest where most of her toys were. Across from that was her dresser, and next to that was her closet.
Her mother picked up her large blanket Bel had taken from her, placing it back on top of her. Her blanket was the only thing off in her room. It was made by her mother when she was very young. It consisted of many patterns of various colors shapes and sizes. She loved her blanket more then any toy she had. It meant the world to her.
"Are you feeling alright, honey? I've been worried sick." her mother brought her hand up to Amelia's forehead feeling it. "You feel a lot better" Amelia smiled warmly up at her mother. Even if she felt as if she was dead she didn't want her mother to worry.
"Don't worry mommy, I'll be fine…" Amelia's voice was very weak. She sat up looking out the window, up at the sun. "Mommy I miss him" she felt her mother sit down next to her on her bed.
"Come on honey, you need some fresh air." Amelia gave her mother a drawl look before agreeing. Her mother helped her to her feet getting her prepared. Amelia did nothing to help her mother either. She was but dead weight. It didn't matter really Amelia was very light. She was always on the light weight side but being ill just took more weight. "Come on now dear don't be like this. I have a surprise for you."
Amelia turned her head happily away from her mother. She didn't want coz surprise she just wanted to forget. Her mother sighed before picking is up. Amelia didn't squirm or fight. She allowed her mother to carry her out of her room before she wanted down. Her mother pet her gently on the ground taking her little right hand in hers. She stared down at Amelia with a worried expression. Her little daughter was withering away with out Rasiel. Amelia just stared back at her with a hollow look.
Her mother began on her way out of the hall they were in pulling Amelia gently. She drug her feet along the way, not having the energy to walk right.
"Mommy I don't wanna go. I just want to sleep, I'm very tired mommy" her voice was barely above a whisper. Her mother offered her a sweet smile before going into her own room. Scattered threw out the room where suit cases. Amelia looked up at her other confused. "Mommy why are there suitcases every where?"
"You'll see dear just grab that one and come on" her mother commanded grabbing 4 on her own, pointing to the last one. Amelia wasn't sure if she should listen or not. Obviously her mother was planning on leaving.
"Mommy where are we going? We can't leave the prince. They'll just hunt us down." she cried dragging the large suitcase behind her. It had to weigh as much as her and half her size but Amelia pulled it along with little effort. She was used to such things.
"We are just wait and see honey." her mother sounded thriller which confused her more. Bel was the prince, the heir to the thrown not that Rasiel was gone so where was she planning on going?
Amelia followed her bother outside confused. Once the sun hit her face she was forced to squint as she drug the suitcase threw that grass. Why were they headed to the woods, she didn't quite understand, but she followed her bother none the less. They stopped by the tree Amelia so often visited. It was large enough for her mother and her to hide behind. They'd be in so much trouble for leaving.
"Mommy this isn't right, we have to go back. Belph-" Amelia didn't finish her sentence as two figures walked out of the bushes. One she knew was Olgert, the butler to the twins. The other was what caught her attention. She couldn't breathe as he walked up to her. It had to be a trick, he was dead! But there Rasiel stood with his smile ever so big.
Amelia didn't know what she was doing. In one moment she let the suitcase go, rushing over to Rasiel and embracing him in a tight hug. He did his normal Sheshesha laugh not hugging her back. The tears fell from her face as he laughed. How she had missed him.
"Sheshe, let go your hurting your prince" he spoke in his normal arrogant manner, but Amelia didn't care. She didn't care that she was breaking the rules touching the prince, or that she'd be scolded in the end.
He was back and she'd gladly serve him.
He was her prince and only he was.
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That day was one of the best days of my life. I had gotten so sick loosing him, I knew I couldn't bare it again. That day I swore to myself I'd stay by his side no matter what. My mother thought I was childish for me to have such a reaction to his loss and now his presence but I didn't care. He was back, I was happy. Nothing could phases me that day.
That day we left with Master Siel and Olgert. Mother seemed to be happy that Olgert had decided to bring her along. I wondered if he was the father I never knew. I cant say I resembled him at all, I didn't have his tan skin, nor his size, or even his eyes, everything about me was similar to my mothers. The way she smiled walking next to him as we entered a car I knew that they had something. Something I could only dream Rasiel and I could have one day……
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Lady Hyena-Chan: I dont care if no one reads this, I dont care if you read it in hopes of hating Siel more. I think its abunch of BS that people dislike him for his hair, or coz Bel hates him, or coz he bagged for his life in the end. Woudlnt you have? Not one person can say they wouldn't. Its human nature to.
I will restore his Princely hood by myself if be, he deserves some attention! I dont any of the KHR characters only my ocs
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