AUTHOR'S NOTE: Characters are not mine! They belong to Intelligent Systems.
Finally I get to do another Fire Emblem fanfic! For those who liked Corrin in Peril, they're going to LOVE this one!
CHAPTER ONE
It was nightfall across Pherae, and the moon shone in the sky like a teardrop of white glimmering light. The sound of the cherping crickets filled the blue twilight and the hoots of owls gave it an eerie, yet pleasant atmosphere.
But all was not well in Pherae. Eliwood, the cruel marquess of Pherae, was in a rage. He spewed mead all over the place.
"AAAAUGH!" said Eliwood. "This is disgusting! Pathetic brewers - they don't know how to properly prepare it!" He spoke in a manner similar to the wicked King Miraz from Prince Caspian movie.
Eliwood looked at Shanna. Shanna was recently captured by pirates and sold into slavery. Eliwood had paid a high price for her, knowing that his son Roy was in love with her.
"SHANNA!" yelled Eliwood. "Fetch me my royal brewer."
"Yes, m'lord," said Shanna.
Shanna went downstairs to the kitchen, where Eliwood's brewer was busy preparing a roast.
"The marquess needs to see you at once," she said.
Shanna returned to Eliwood with the brewer.
"Listen before me, old coot," said Eliwood, addressing the brewer. "What is this?"
"It's...mead..." said the brewer.
"I CAN SEE THAT!" snapped Eliwood. "I'm not blind!"
"What is it, sire?" asked the brewer. The poor old man was cowering in fear before the capricious tyrant.
"This mead is disgusting!" said Eliwood, banging his sword against the floor. "You are a disgrace to even be serving the likes of Eliwood!" Eliwood threw his staff at the old man.
"Please, Your Highness," said the brewer. "Have mercy on me!"
"MERCY IS FOR THE WEAK!" said Eliwood. He raised his sword and slit the brewer's throat. The brewer bled to death. Shanna screamed.
"Sire," said Shanna, trying not to cry, "maybe that was a little too harsh."
Eliwood gave Shanna a vicious look.
"What's that?" he said. "Is my slave questioning her master? Stop this AT ONCE, or I shall grab you by the hair and slam you against the stone wall."
"Sorry, m'lord," said Shanna.
"Good." said Eliwood. "Now be off with you, you whore."
Shanna left Eliwood. She went to Roy's bedchamber.
"Hello, Roy." she said.
"Hi," said Roy. "I heard the whole thing. Father slit the brewer's throat. It bothers me so much - why does Father have to be so cruel?"
"I don't know," said Shanna.
"When I become marquess, I will be just!" said Roy. "I will never enslave anyone and treat them to all sorts of goodies!"
"I know you will be a wonderful ruler," said Shanna, "but alas, as long as your ailing father is in charge, Pherae will suffer."
Roy and Shanna held hands.
"I dream of freedom," said Shanna, "freedom and happiness."
"I promise, my love," said Roy. "When I am marquess, you will earn your freedom."
Roy kissed Shanna on the forehead.
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