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His onyx eyes fell on her one night,
When other women seem so trite,
In a festival beneath the stars,
Hosted by the King of the Whirlwind,
An exotic face that could start wars,
Her bright green eyes had him pinned.
She was no ordinary Princess.
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And he's a cruel King.
COAT
OF
ARMS
It was two years after the different kingdoms fought a war against the Sound. It became quiet and a bit unsettling for the lone king as he sat on his throne, after he took an afternoon stroll around the village to citizen. He wore a simple navy blue surcoat, with elaborative gold linings in the hem that reached mid-thigh, under the said surcoat was a white long sleeve dress shirt and black pants with the silver belt. His clothes were finished with a simple black boots. His gold crown placed on his head: elaborated five- six inches' swords three to four centimeters apart, circled the brim that gave of a sharp look as it stood vertically. In the middle of the crown was a simple red ruby, the largest one found in history they say.
Even when he was not dressed in a formally, the air that he carried spoke of regality and dignity. As they remaining Uchiha heir, he was trained for the position at such young age of eight and was already a genius that young. He was going to be twenty soon and unmarried. As much as the council urges him to marry since he was eighteen, he had not found a woman worthy. But then again, maybe he did. He ruled this far alone and the village was prosperous, people were thankful.
His thought drifted away to the Princess warrior and infamous healer of the Earth Kingdom, almost a hundred leagues away from his kingdom, the Fire. A captivating beauty. Maybe it was her eyes that made him unable to forget her. Even when she wasn't a princess-like when he saw her that time, since she tore slits from each side of the dress so that she could participate in an archery contest. No soul went unsurprised by this rebelliousness for the Princess looked harmless. like that of a lamb.
He had not spoken to her that night, because he was tired and despised parties. It went well. And before the lone King could allow himself to be intrigued by the bright green eyed Princess, he straighten his back when he saw a squire running to the throne room. He recognized this squire, Inari, a boy of fourteen, it's Sir Asuma's. He reached the throne room, barely breathing and almost was not permitted by the King's guards, hadn't the King raised his hand to a halt.
"Your Grace!" Inari gathered up his voice despite the ragged breaths and long pants his lungs demanded, "The Southern province was attacked!"
Sasuke eyed him with his onyx orbs and observed how disheveled the young boy looked from riding non-stop, his boots and lower pants gave the splotches of mud away. And he was wounded on the shoulder, nothing that require immediate medical attention but enough for Sasuke to know it was from a dodged arrow.
"Who attacked?" He asked calmly as he can while inside was burning fury to avenge his people. The people who gave their trust and loyalty to him for protection and life. No wonder the peace they achieved was unsettling, another war will come. He should've consulted to Tenten and her cards.
"Leaf." The boy answered, "The one who led the attack had a patch on his eye and had this brown hair. It was a surprise, Sir Asuma and some City Watch couldn't hold them, the Leaf's men were 200 or less; we were no more a hundred, my Lord. He sent me away for reinforcements!"
Sasuke turned around paid no time in commanding a King's guard to deliver Kakashi immediately and another to assemble a hundred of men to reinforce. The Fire Country's knights and warriors were far better than any other countries. A knight equaled a hundred so they say. Sasuke inwardly decided not to participate for now and see how will the battle turn out. He tried to remember anything at all that caused the Leaf's attack but none came into his mind. At the back of his head, something told him that he could whisk away the Princess and find out what was something in her that intrigued him than any other women he met.
A grin emitted from his face. He will wait.
"He did what!?" The blonde Queen of the Earth country's voice resonated in the room. Her throne was elevated from the ground, making her look down at the people. Her long blonde hair was split into two low ponytails, her dark green silk gown revealed her shoulders and a minimal amount of her busty chest; the sleeves started a bit higher on her forearms and loose on the elbows, causing the fabric to swing with the movements of her arms. Her gold crown had inverted hearts and each had emerald gems in the middle, and shined like moon in the night.
"Sir Danzo, i-invaded the Southern p-province of t-the Fire and e-astern o-f the W..ind." the meek messenger repeated and he was never scared his whole life until now, under the temperamental yet good Queen of the Earth. Especially when the Princess was not here to tame her. Well, it's easier to talk to the Princess, a calm and eager to listen royalty. And she's the mass's favorite.
"I know that!" roared the Queen as her red lips placated into a frown. A dismay, she never thought that a civil war would rise now. Danzo wanted the crown she knows of it, yet why was her stupidity stopped her from doing rightful actions?
"Calm down, Your Grace." A light voice of a newly arrived person resonated the throne room. She wore a white long sleeved gown underneath the deep red sleeveless one that had a gold neckline and belt and another think gold lines on the hem of the lowest ends. She was a simple girl. Her long luscious locks fell down into waves ending at her petite waist. The tiara she wore resembled the vines and only a single emerald on the middle. It was his first time seeing the Princess with a crown, she rarely wore it because they say, her beautiful hair was so soft that it slides. Her bright green eyes remained bright but tinged with worry and slight apprehension.
"And pray tell where have you been?" The Queen demanded to the newly arrived Princess. The Princess looked at her skeptically confused at the accusing tone she was using. Had she forgotten she herself chose her schedule? Such a shame then. The Princess made her way to take the seat from the right side, the throne for the heir, two levels lower than the Queen's.
"I have History lessons with Kurenai-sensei today." She answered simply before asking about Sir Danzo's uproar. Her bright green eyes followed their conversation intently until when the messenger told them that Danzo almost leave no survivor, she felt her heart drop. How could that man, kill innocent lives just to start a civil war that should be within the country of Leaf.
She decided to negotiate. But not now, Sir Danzo might just receive an opportunity to end her life. She shall wait.
Two weeks came by and no negotiation worked for Danzo. The Leaf's council was frantic, nothing seems to stop him at all from getting the crown and destroying the neighbor lands. As of the moment, in the same council room, they decided to devise a plan to stop the rebellious general of the Leaf from doing more damages to everyone. Some alliances from the countries he attacked, started to fight back and break the alliance. It was hell.
"Maybe, we could give him the throne." Suggested a bald man who wore a fur tunic with wide free sleeves. The Queen glared at him, "Do you want a tyrant?" that shut the bald man up. Everyone in the room started to whisper and the murmurs became loud, until one of them spoke. The treasurer who wore a brown long sleeve shirt made of thick fur, the waist tucked in his black trousers. Said man had a black hair, tan skin and thick lips,
"Mayhap, we shall personally negotiate with him."
"And come thither? In his camp where his barbaric men can possibly kill us?" The Queen retorted but the Princess beside her was quiet as she considered the idea of personally talking to Danzo, who likely advanced to the Fire.
"No, he can't kill us." The Princess failed to keep her mouth shut that caused the councilmen's eyes turned to her form, seated on the Queen's right as she wore a brown dress this time. The Queen raised a sharp thin brow at her heiress, "We are far too valuable in this rebellion that he kept us alive for long and made sure we can't receive help from the other countries. We should fool him."
"What is your plan?" The bald man who suggested a failed suggestion asked the Princess.
"I'll lure him back here." The Princess stood up, her delicate face was impatient like she never liked spending time in the council and done nothing to ease her citizen's worries and the citizens of the other nations. Uselessness was something she loathed. If she hadn't resolved this soon, it will be the end for the Leaf and her people, "I'll ride to the Fire."
The Queen's eyes widened and the councilmen, surprised as she was, started talking to one another that the Princess was a woman, an heiress and shouldn't be wondering around. The Queen frowned at the Princess, and before the latter could open the double doors, her bright greens eyes turned sharp, "You can't stop me. I'll ride tonight."
The Queen sighed in defeat, "Take five of the Queen's guards with you."
"What do you mean they left no survivors?
" The King's gruff voice asked sternly to the man before him. He was intimidating, even when he wasn't sitting on his throne. His black long sleeve shirt accentuated his well-defined chest tucked in his black loose pants and black boots that finished his clothing. His crown still in place, that shined with the light.
"When we arrived, no one was left alive." Kakashi explained, as he took the black steel barbute off from his head and stood before the Uchiha king. Kakashi wore a black gorget for the neck, her breastplate had the Uchiha symbol at the front, the red and white of the fan were the only colors visible. All other steel of his armor on the arms and legs were black. "Kiba scouted and almost got caught. Danzo's men are few leagues away from the province. You should confront him."
"I shall."
"The Queen said, Five Queens guards, Princess!" The older general almost begged at the rosette who chose herself three of her knights and two from the Queen. Her emerald eyes just looked at the old general, whose years of service were catching up to him, Gai, clad in his all green armour. He was taking Leaf seriously or so the Princess thought as he made himself green too.
"Sir Gai, the Queen shall need her guards more than ever. We will suffice, I assure you." The Princess spoke in a gentle, hush manner soft yet the tone left no argument to follow. She adjusted the reins of her white mare and looked over her guards who were waiting for her.
"I'll send an owl or anyone, should anything happen to us." The Princess declared before giving the general a short respectful bow. The man said no more, and bowed in return. His wide black eyes watched the Princess put her hood and catch up to her decided warriors. The tall silver gates opened for their troop as their horses galloped at their commands.
"We pray for your safety, Princess."
The Uchiha King gave silent command to the troops to move forward and follow him. He only brought men but not simple men - the capables. Their group consisted of only twenty men, five from the Kings guard. Their uniforms blended with the darkness and swift like the lightning and stealth like that of a cat. They camped in a clearing, admist the tall trees of the forest that will help in hiding them and a few hills above Danzo's camp. Even few hills away, Sasuke observed the busy camps of the Leaf's revolutionists. His dark eyes glared at them, promised justice for his people.
"Are we going to attack immediately?" His hound master asked, who chose to leave his helmet at his tent. The inverted triangle adorned the tan cheeks and eyes sharp as ever with his unruly hair. The king turned back from the sight and shook his head in reply,
"No, Kiba. We'll plan." with that, he went straight ahead to his tent where Shikamaru, his strategist probably waiting for a while now. The saidhound master, followed in pursuit.
His right hand opened the tent that showed the silhouette of Shikamaru, his posture and ponytail. He peered for a moment before entering fully as if on cue, Shikamaru gave a respectful bow.
"Your Grace."
"Ugh. No need to be so formal, Shikamaru." Sasuke stated as he removed the long dark coat he wore, that made him blend well to the midnight.
"Eh, Just got used around the palace." He gave a short laugh as he gestured the king to the map laid out on a table and some mark pieces that symbolized the troops from their respective kingdoms.
So the night went on.
"You are mouthful today, Princess." one of the Queens guard, Anko Mitarashi, said sarcastically, as she sat by the princess. If she was in the palace right now, she would've received a punishment for talking to the Princess like that. The older woman estimated that the pink haired princess was staring off to space for almost half an hour. Her usual bright green eyes was a shade darker, plump reddish lips pursed and her thin pink eyebrows furrowed.
"Just thinking." she replied, her voice beautiful and pleasant to the ears as always, Anko concluded, "If we aren't close, they would've lash at you."
"But we are. I knew you since you were a mere brat." Anko almost took out a cigarette from her pack but thought about the Princess, so she reprimanded herself.
"What do you think of the morrow?" The Princess asked, her bright green eyes clashing against her dark ones. Sakura knew Anko quite well, she always accompanied her whenever lady business she attends to. Rarely are the female knights and the Princess guards acquired none. Sakura's close to her guards as well but Anko's presence is a good thing when Ino, her blonde best friend from the court since they were toddlers cannot accompany her. She also knew that Anko, had been on some point become a student of Danzo.
"I daresay we take the hills, and we'll know from there."
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