Castle

A handsome man awoke from a dream he had it all too often now. Every few nights it would come:

He was walking the woods near the castle and a woman would walk before him. Her skin the color of the moon, hair as black as night and eyes the color of lavender and among the beauty she held the most lovely was the moon mark that lay on her forehead. She would walk to him and circle him a few times before walking back into the forest she came from. Every time he would run for her, but never find her. Only the whisper on the wind 'Can you save her? Could you truly keep her safe or will you let her die?' came to him.

It made no since to him, the moon was the crest of his kingdom, but nothing else of the dream would lead him to understand it. 'And the dream keeps going I guess.' He thought to himself as he finally decided to get out of bed.

He walked to his mirror: He was twenty- five years old now. His long white hair was a mess, but his amber eyes shone just as bright as always. He was tall and very handsome with a good bit of muscle that he had developed over the years of training. He changed from his red sleeping clothing to a red shirt and black pants.

Knock knock…..

"Enter" the young man said, and a man walked in. This man was twenty- four years old. He was short with brown hair pulled in a pony tail, with dark brown eyes; he was dressed in a purple shirt with black pants. He was handsome in his own way, but he had a look of perverted nature to him. "Your highness lady Kikyo is looking for you, I was asked to come see if you had decided to wake up before noon." "Cut the crap Miroku you know I hate when you call me your highness." The tall white hair man called.

"Inuyasha we have been friends for years now, but soon you are to be married and I will be a simple servant of the court once more." "I know but you will always be my good friend, and never a simple servant. I told you months ago that I had planned to make you my right hand man after I am crowned."

The two men had been friends since Miroku was brought to the castle after his family was killed when he was five years old. The boys would ride together and learned to hunt, but Miroku's rank had become much of an issue in the last year.

Inuyasha was a prince and soon would be married to the princess Kikyo. She was lovely as any he had seen, well awake that is, but he had conflicts about his friend with Miroku with her. She did not like the idea of her betrothed being friends with the help. She was like most royal people of the court, only socializing with the high ranking. Inuyasha had become to grow feelings for his wife to be but yet he had doubts of her being a queen.

"I know you have, but I also know of the troubles you have had with Kikyo about our friendship. I know you have come to care for her, but I still don't like her." "Miroku, I know but I have no say in this, I was betrothed to her from the time we where infants and she is not a cow or ugly as a shrew. I'm lucky to have a queen with that beauty and grace."

"You had that dream again didn't you Inuyasha? I can see it in your eyes, but a dream girl like that does not come true. Come along you highness your princess awaits you in the great hall." He said, with the last part very arrogantly "Fine, let us go see what she wants of me now." They young men left for the great hall and the princess who awaited her prince.