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The Travel: I

I fumbled in my seat a bit, trying to get the hem of my skirt to slide under me and stay down- it was pressuring to do so while seeing the face of my father. His awe at how small my waist had become and how large the dress stood in comparison.

He shook his head before asking,"May I ask if you can even breath Lisanna?" His face was smug, the one that teased me as a child, the one that said I could not study the same as my brother, the one that said I could learn to stitch and woo men. Still the one that gave me my first book, the one that taught me to read- the one who helped me learn. The one that killed my mother.

"I can." I lied, but I knew the pain would be far worse from his greedy taunting and savage words. He pulled at his britches a bit, reaching his fingertips to his crown tip after doing so.

"I do believe you." He smacked it lightly tossing it from its place above him. "But it is so small… I don't think any man with half a brain would want that." I bit my tongue at his words. "A man would want a woman with a succulent waist, large breast- and a fat ass." He was so vague even forming his 'body' in the air. I couldn't help gag at his way,

"Well, I'll be a virgin for life." He gave a hearty chuckle, one for a big man such as himself. He was large, fat with a long pale beard. He had long lost all traces of hair, and any hopes of good looks but his eyes remained the same as mine. So deep, and vibrant. Ones I would dance through, a bit funny since I had them. He wore a green tunic. One that would fit him and his crown, fur wrapped around his shoulders. One he always hated to wear.

"And that would give me much joy, Lisanna." He shook his head vigorously, "But sadly the suitors now a day like this whole…" He gestured to me with force. "Thing you have going on."

"Your new wife has a smaller waist than me."

"New?" I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms.

"That new whore you found at the brothel?" I let a long-held gasp out, fingering the thick fabric underneath me. It was an elaborate design, multi-textural and silky. There was two set of seats- both being able to fit at least six women with larger dresses then the one I had on. Father didn't want to ride with me- a carriage is for women to be moved after all. I convinced him, though, so he sat across from, mouth bitter and sober. I felt the carriage shake a bit and heard a horse nay as loud as I ever thought possible. "The one that thinks she's royalty now?"

"Oh!" His mouth took a sudden change, but he reached over taking up a vase and a goblet. He passed one over to me and pulled up another for himself. He sank to me, filling it to the brim with the deep red liquid.

He smiled a bit, "Drink." He ordered. I grimaced a bit- but did as I was told. He gave another smile, hunching back and filling his own.

"Are you planning on ridding of her while I'm away?"

He remained quiet for a while, "No." I rose a brow at his answers.

"No?"

"Yes," He pulled his drink to his lips, "She is with my child." I pressed my lips slurping my drink.

I lowered the cup to my side- staring at him in disbelief.

"So?" I choked up, "That's never stopped you before!" He sighed, taking up the cup to his lips.

"Marriage has." He stared at his cup, mouth a bit sour.

I stared at him in disbelief, " B-but you already have an heir?!"

"Never said I needed another one." He tipped his cup- taking up a large gulp.

He was lying, this is what he said about my mother, "You can't just have another child!" I said in protest. "It'll grow up and want to kill Elf-"

"Good." He took another chug, "That'll make him more wary of the throne."

"He didn't even want it." I spat in disgust.

"Then that'll make him want it."

I gripped my cup, "Just get rid of her!"

He rolled his eyes, giving me an annoyed look, "How do you suppose I kill my child and wife?!"

"You can have others..."

"Ahh!" He snuffled raising his cup to me, "That's the answer!" He tipped his goblet, taking in the last of the sweet wine. "I. Can. Have. Others." He thought for a moment looking at me with a large grin. "But what if I can not?"

"You are the king." I mustered taking up my cup, "You can have as many whores as you like, you can have as many bastards as you want… But you cannot have an another son!"

" I have many bastards," He pressed his eyes closed, "but no true son."

"You have Elfman." I bit my brother's name as my voice trembled at raising my voice to my father, "He is more of a man than most-"

"He is no man-" He snuffled, "No man must say he is a man." I pushed back but quickly went back to my position. My waist ached so much that I almost winced.

"You would know." He chuckled again, giving me a hearty anger.

"I do," He smirked a bit, "your mother's lover said so as well." I felt my mouth drain as he mentioned my mother.

"Ahh…" I thought for a moment if I remember correctly what they said at the trial, "Which one?" He nodded fondly at my answer.

"Oh god," He shook his head, "if only you were the one born with a cock."

"If only you hadn't."

"Where would we be without me?" He shrugged a bit, tossing his goblet to the side and bringing the vase to his lips. He lifted his finger to my lips, "Don't answer that."

I shifted in my seat again.

Tired, I pushed his finger away,"When will we be arriving?" He shrugged a bit,

He shrugged, "Quoloth is so far away, so-" He shook his head, scratching a bit."I'll be riding off when nightfall comes-" He tipped the drink again, "I'll be arriving in the morning, and you the morning that follows."

I let out a breath, "Will you be leaving soon, then?" He looked over his drink, gazing at me.

He sighed, pulling away the vase, "Yes." He stood abruptly.

"Stop!" The carriage came to a sudden stop. I stumbled forward a bit. I could hear quicken paces, running forward to my side. I sat up, giving a large smile. The thick fabric that covered us parted, and I saw one of my father's squire,

"Yes, Your highness?" Father grunted.

"She's your highness- I am king, refer to me as such Ughh-" He burped, and the young man made a horrified face.

He bowed, "My mistake, my king." I shifted a hand to the young boy's cheek.

I offered him a glance, "Please forgive father- he is a little light headed from riding alongside women." He shook his head.

"Yes, Your highness."

"Enough!" Father called hearty, "Get me my horse!"

"Yes, My king!" He shot back, calling to someone.

Dad slumped into his seat again, pulling at his pants parting his legs. "Must you give every man you see whore's eyes?" He gave me a lip but I shrugged. I blinked a bit,

"It's what I was taught in my classes."

"Ahh. What a lady- just like your mother.." He shook his head, "I'm going to find a suitor- so I need to know." He paused staring at me with unbelieving eyes. "Am I promising a virgin?" He gave me a questioning look.

"I would hope."

He rolled his eyes, "I love you, women, always fighting with your words-" He pressed his eyes closed, "Ahh..you could have been a great son!" He shook his head.

"A woman should never be told this."

"You are no woman, that's why I'm selling you to someone."

I was told I wasn't being sold. I knew it was a lie but I only hoped. I knew I had one suitor always waiting for me,"Laxus wouldn't care if I am or am not a virgin."

My Father pressed his lips, pulling at his beard. "The boy wouldn't care if you were in rags, and half dead-" He gave a chuckle, "but it isn't his choice." I bit my upper lip.

"His family only ever marries us."

"That my dear-"

"My king, Your horse is ready!" I could hear the man's voice tremble a bit.

He looked out with an angered lip, he stood up looking at me. "I'll see you later then, my sweet child."

"As you father." He tipped over moving the carriage- crossed his word became insults and curses, stepping over my ivory dress. I grumbled lowly, as he finally hopped out of the carriage. The squire face looked appalled by his rubbish words when he closed the fabric behind him. I sat back, crossing my leg behind my dress. I was going to be bored, what was I to do for the next day? I could read, I could sleep? I could speak to some ladies who were to ride with me- or some lord? But ultimately, I shoveled up taking a large leather back book. I would be reading for a two days.


My head fell to my shoulders, I fumbled up coming to the sudden realization that I dozed off. I rubbed my face feeling my sore shoulders.

I looked at the book in front of me, tossing it to my side. I wish I could draw- but with the car moving-

"Ahh.." My eyes enlarged at the voice, "I liked it better when you were asleep?" I looked in front of me, seeing his leg holding up his head- mouth in disappointment. "But when we marry I'll be able to stare at you sleeping all night, right?"

I pushed myself forward, elbows holding on to his legs whispering, "What are you doing here, Laxus?"

"I was riding by," He spoke lowly, "and I saw your bannermen, so I knew you'd be here somewhere?"

"You have to leave," I jumped up, "do you know what they'll say if they find a man in here?" He shook his head, "That I'm not a virgin, then no one will want to marry me!"

He rolled his eyes in humor, "Then I'll just say I was the one who stole it." He snuffled a bit, and I pounced on him, covering his lips.

"If you muster another word I'll kill you!" I whispered lowly. He waved his hand, giving me a thoughtful look. "You must whisper to answer, okay?"

He nodded rolling his eyes a bit. I sat back, fanning my hand to him as I tied forward- looking out of the fabric door. I felt the lower hem of my skirt being pulled up- my eyes widened as I knew what he was doing.

"Squire!" It was pitch dark but a few shining lantern could be seen. As soon as I shrieked, I felt a grasp on my leg. A small flaming light ran to me, and I knew I had to.

"Please bring me two blankets, and my wine." He looked stunned at my sudden at my sudden request.

"Your highness?"

"Lots of wine," I demanded, only to finish off with a shining grin. He nodded slowly, raising the lantern a bit to my face- he cocked his head.

"Would you care for anything else?"

"No-" A pinch to my calf reminded me otherwise. "A cutlery of bread, maybe some sweets would do it?"

He nodded, "Yes, your highness." I could see him ran back, giving me enough time to kick the man strapped to my legs. I pulled myself in the carriage, pulling up the hem of my skirt just enough to see him head. He smirked lightly as I kicked him against his side.

"Off!" He grunted pulling himself up.

"Well, you called the squire.. can't have him finding me, right?" He snuffled, "Can't have anyone finding me."

I shook my head, flapping my skirt.

"How did you even get here?" I ruffled my skirt angrily. I sat back, as he returned to his seat- pulling up his leg holding his head.

"They're your knights Lisanna," I eyed him begging him to say something, "You know?"

"I don't Laxus, what about my knights?" He gave me a cautious smile but continued,

"They sing, and start to drink after sundown."

"Sundown?" He nodded, I rolled my eyes laying back. "Then what are you doing here?"

He looked unpleased at my question.

"What do you mean?" He grinned happily, "I'm meeting up with you?"

I gripped the fabric of my dress, "Here." I exclaimed, "Why did you come in here?!"

He paused for a moment thinking it over, "I came to see you, why else?" I rose a brow.

"We'll be seeing each other soon, could you not wait a day?"

He gave me a cheeky look,

"I could not wait a moment more." I shook my head, noting his ruffled blonde hair. I sat up, crossing over the distance fixing and flattening his hair. He didn't mind, as I fought some cowlicks that would not stay down.

"You should at least look presentable for me?" I looked in his eyes, cracking a smile. He looked up to me, sliding his hands around my waist. Pulling me into him.

"I'm sorry."He whispered, "But I don't like the fact that your waist looks so small, have you been eating alright?" I pulled my hands to his chest trying to fight away from him.

"You-" He refused to let me go, holding me tighter every time I fought back.

"Is everything alright?" I finally settled, allowing him to hold me. "I mean you seem so moody?"

I sighed,

"I rode with the father not too long ago." At this, he slid his finger along my arm, "I'm sorry." I said, pulling back a little. He shook his head,

"It's fine, I'm sorry for making you think of him."

"No, it's just what he says at this point." I just shrugged, sitting back in my seat.

"May I ask what happened?"

I lifted my hand to my eyes rolling them under my hands, "He's married another whore."

Laxus remained quiet, "She thinks she's a lady- when in fact she just some-some-"

"She's a whore." He finished for me, I peeked out from my hands. He nodded for me to continue,

"She's pregnant." Laxus gave a hearty chuckle, to my dismay. I peeked over looking at him,

"That's the fuss?" He shook his head, "Can't you just get rid of it?" He asked me. I shook my head,

"He wants it to be a boy." I took a breath, "If it's a boy, I know he'll have Elfman killed." I shook my head as my arms became still, I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks. "I have to get rid of her, and that thing- without-"

"I'll do it." I looked up to him, seeing him leaning forward to me- placing a hand on my knee. I rose a hand to my cheek rubbing away the tears. He stepped forward, placing his warm hands on my cheeks wiping away the salt rigid tears.

I felt myself whisper, "What?"

He shook his head, bringing his face closer to mine- his nose touching mine. This is when I really saw it- the jagged scar he had from what his father did to him. That's why he always helped me, his father was the real nightmare, "I'll fix it for you." His eyes began to close, and I knew what he was going to do. I wasn't stupid- but I didn't feel bad about it, we were going to be wed soon after all. Slowly I sank in hoping for our lips to touch-

"Your highness?" I pulled back, turning my head to the thin fabric that separated us from the entire world.

"Umm..?" I pushed Laxus a bit, hopping for him to move back as he did again lifting my skirt. I shook my head, "Hide!" Again he lifted it, and I trembled, "Not under my skirt!" I said through gritted teeth. He nodded pushing me forward, I shuffled up a bit- happy my skirt was so big it could cover him. I slowly opened the curtain seeing the eyes of a lady and the squire. They both looked shocked at my face and I didn't know why.

"Lady Laki?" I looked at her arms, cradling two thick fur blankets toppled by a basket filled with baked goods- I looked over at the squire, holding two vases of wine. I held my hands out, not wanting them to come in. "Hand it over please." Both gave me a puzzling look,

"Your highness- I do think it's too much for you to carry all by yourself?" I shook my head,

"Nonsense, just hand it over?" I shoveled my hands out, and Laki placed the heavy fur pelts and baskets in my hands. I pulled myself back throwing it to the couch at my side, almost wanting to kick the person strapped to my leg. Again I came out, hold up my hands.

"Your highness?" The squire began, "I do believe your arms are too fragile to hold both-"

"Then one at a time?" He gave Laki a gaze but passed up the wine. I took one quickly turning back and rushing to hand the ton to Laxus who made one of the hilarious faces to it, mouth forming an o as I covered him again. I took up the other one and told them both with a hushed and tired voice.

"Now, go on to bed and do not bother me!"

"Yes, your highness." Laki gave a curtsy and ran off as did the squire who hoped after her. I couldn't hold up the wine it being filled to the brim. I went back in, finally, he had let go- but only to sit on the couch. My lips curled into anger- finding Laxus tipping the drink back, not touching the bread. I rolled my eyes, placing down the vase next to me. He finally stopped as he caught hold of my gaze- he lowered the vase to the ground mouth dripping the red liquid.

"We ran out of wine so we only had ale on the ship." I shook my head but beckoned for him to continue.

"Drink, then." He didn't wait for me to continue as he lifted it back to his lips tipping the liquid over in his mouth with delight. I sat back, folding my hands in front of me. He drank so fast that I was sure he was already drunk. I bit my upper lip in frustration,

"Did you drink all the wine?" He paused bringing the drink to his lap, he looked to my shoes as he spoke, letting me know he did something wrong. "You forgot it, didn't you Laxus?" He looked up to me nodding.

He turned the bottle in his hands, "I was kinda in a rush- so we left a lot of things."

I rose a brow knowing this was all too common for him, "What kind of things?"

"Nothing."

"Yes, there something-" I picked at the bread next to me not bothering to eat any but giving him a break from my stare, "What?"

I looked around, finding the goblet I drank earlier I took it up. Tipping my own vase I filled a generous amount, sapping it slowly.

He licked his lower lip, "I forgot my crown." He whispered this to me, and this is where I couldn't hold back. I burst into laughter, so much so that he came to me pressing his hand over my mouth. "Don't laugh at me." I waved an arm, as he slipped to my side slumping back. I turned to my side, facing him again.

"Wait-" I rubbed my cheek a bit, "Don't you have someone who carries it around?" This made him look far more grave.

He sighed a bit,"Lisanna.." He lowered his head into his hands, "I left him." I couldn't stop the words that fumbled out of me- I hopped from my seat, as my stomach crunched. It hurt to laugh with the fricking corset stretching all my vitals but I couldn't stop it. The amount of hilarity that crossed over me hurt- I pray no one was around me to hear me giggling my head off.

"Y-You fo-for Hhahha.." I slapped his thigh as I slipped to the ground. "You forgot him?!" I continued to laugh for a while as I knew he felt embarrassed by my taunting.

He let out a ragged breath, "But I didn't forget this," He pulled me to my feet with a mighty pull, and I continued to struggle with the braze against my waist. He fished in his pocket for a moment as I refused my fit of laughter, only to stand. When he stood I was reminded of how small I really in fact was. He towered over me, but it never frightened me- he was what the locals always referred to as the gentle prince after all. He was a childhood friend of mine, my only friend. A prince from an island that was sent to live in our home after the loss of his own Mother- I was never told her name. He came to learn and create a bond with me. We knew that upon meeting, but it never stopped us from arguing, it never stopped him from crying to me. It never meant a thing to us then, until now.

"Turn for me, Lisanna?" It was a bit wispier than I remember his voice to be. I rose a brow and turned facing to the other side of the carriage.

"Do you ask all princess to turn for you?" I asked a bit mocking in tone.

"Only ever you." I felt a cold metal sling around my neck and felt his hand clip the flask into place. I rose a hand my collar, touching the cool small round circles that engulfed the jewelry. I looked down, seeing the pearl-like crystals glistening.

"What?"

"It was my Mother's." I felt my mouth run dry, how could I ever accept something this valuable. I shook my head turning back to him.

"I-I can't," I reached over trying to take it off, "not this Laxus. It's too precious." He gave me a small inch of a grin.

"No." He inched closer to me, "You're too precious." He brought his lips closer to mine, it only now terrified me. He lifted his arms around my shoulders- feeling the trembling of my body. He lifted my chin- forcing me to lock eyes with him. I could feel his breath warm, and nice in the cool winds. I was freezing, but I was starting to feel warmer every time he drew closer to me- I still trembled though, my knees knocked as I felt myself moving closer to him. I flinched a bit, as I finally felt his lips- pressed with force over my nose. My eyes popped open feeling his warmth.

"Laxus?" I let out sounding a bit disappointed.

"Not yet." He whispered, lowering into my gaze. He looked at my lips, brushing my lower lip with his thumb, "Not yet." He repeated.


"Princess Lisanna?"

I shot up, throwing the thick fur blanket off of me- "Laxus!" Frightened, I looked around the carriage, stunned at the emptiness. "He left," I whispered in shock.

"Leave me be for a moment!" I said through a small call. Laxus did leave, saying he still had to ride to Quoloth before me and prepare for my arrival. He told me to sleep, there would be many sleepless nights that would await us. I lifted a hand to my cheeks, feeling myself warming at the face. He always joked with me, yes but the thought didn't sound too horrible. I wrapped my arms around my waist- Laxus had ripped the stupid corset off of me, only to see my original waist to be the same size.

Was I too thin for men?

I sighed, would I be able to birth children? My breasts were large, but only in comparison to my waist. Most women in other countries, heck other houses, okay just anyone in general- manages to grow huge breast and curves. I had curves sure, but they were shallow in comparison to other women. Would Laxus be pleased with me? I knew other woman loved him, I couldn't care less- I knew he was for me. But could he love another woman? What if he finally saw me as me, and laughed. What if he was displeased with what he saw? Would I be left, how would I ever be able to please those- those 'needs'? I was in braze untaught in those matters- I sat back in my seat, flopping to my side. Ohh.. If I was half the Lady my sister was- maybe, maybe then I could be a wife. One that knew what she was doing. But I wasn't, I was me. Mira was already married off a couple years ago, even Elfman was married. They didn't know their partners, yes, but I did. He was kind, and he was really just a goof. He was everything that made me happy.

For this, I rose my hand to my collar bone- feeling the cool necklace over my throat. It was thick, the chains wrapped around my throat, it was laced with pearls- everywhere. It was from his home, and I knew this was a huge honor. What could I do to ever repay for this- this beautiful necklace. Except for that.

"Laki?!" I heard shuffles from outside before my carriage door was propped open.

"Yes, your highness?" Her voice still filled with sleep asked, as she gave an unimpressive curtsy.

"Bring me the blacksmith!" I cried, Laki gave me a confused look- raising a thin brow. "You heard me, bring him here before we depart!" I shouted, she quickly curtsied a bit more awake but not less clumsy as she stumbled away- rushing. I let out a sigh, I knew what I could do.


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