PROLOUGE
" Its just not fair!" she fumed, throwing her face into the elaborate pillow and crying out in despair.
" Now Kairi, consoled her companion, I know it sucks now but maybe…"
"But maybe what, Sora?! Maybe I won't have to spend the rest of my days acting like something pretty? An ornament to be on display for the whole kingdom? A tool to be used as a peace offering? Don't make me laugh. We both know that what I want, that what I need is unimportant. Our parents don't care," she spat the words venomously. " And don't even try to make me feel better, Sor. You're not a girl. You're not the one being forced into wedlock."
Sora remained silent. It was true, that as princess of the kingdom of Dawn it was expected of his twin sister to get married off, bear children, live a life of no great importance except for sitting on a throne, being the instrument of her Kings wishes. Filled with compassion, the young prince silently stroked his twins long, auburn hair as, tentatively, she remove her face from her pillow cushion. Once again, he was struck by the familiar sensation of looking into a mirror as he studied her fair complexion and deep, soulful blue eyes. " Come on, now", he attempted, braving a smile, " It wont be all that bad. Roxas and I will be there with you. Think of it as a sort of vacation."
Cobalt eyes welling with unshed tears, Kairi turned to her brother, studying his face, taking in his slim frame, almost a carbon copy of hers, excusing the fact the he was slightly more muscular.
How she envied him.
Each day, whilst she was forced into the torturously mundane lessons her planned future would require, dancing lessons, calligraphy, paint and other such…ladylike pursuits, he was free to a world uninhibited, the dangerous arts of swordplay, the hunt which she as the "future queen" could only observe as it certainly would not appeal to her weak, female constitution. Disgusting; unfair how one simple fact of the human anatomy could decide the future, create such a huge gulf between them. The resentment had been building up inside of her for years, aching to be let out, for her to be free and yet…
Looking at Sora's face, she found it impossible to hate him. He was her brother, her twin, her other half. He was the one who would usually sneak her out the palace gates with Roxas and teach her how to fight and ride horses, not in the prim way expected of her, but freely; no longer burdened by having to ride side-saddle. He was the one with the easy laugh, the kind heart, the one who protected her and loved her and knew her every thought, just as she knew his.
" It's just not fair," she whispered, their hands interlocked, facing each other on the huge ornate bedding fit for their royal status'. " Sometimes…" she sighed, fighting back her tears, her despair, her future, her fate. " Sometimes I wish I were you."
Looking into Kairi's sad eyes, Sora felt naked. She understood everything about him. Managing a sad smile Sora once again attempted to console his slightly younger sibling. " It'll be okay," he said, "you'll see."
He never mentioned how he truly felt. How mostly he wished that he had her life, as well.