Hi guys! Shout out to TotallyStarStruck for being my first ever reviewer! Also to Starkidgirl91 for being my first follower! As promised here is Chapter 1. There wont be any Blaine in this chapter but never fear he shall return in Chapter 2! So please enjoy! Also in case anyone's wondering when I think of Mikhail I think of Gale Harold.
*As previously stated I own nothing, except Alanna she's mine*
Alanna had lived a very long time, longer than even she cared to remember sometimes, and one does not live this long without learning to read the signs of things to come. So needless to say she was worried. She stood on the balcony outside of her and her husbands shared rooms and looked out onto the garden. The moon cast a silver glow on the flowers and made everything seem a bit melancholy. The wind seemed to whisper in her ear, telling her that something was coming, something that was going to alter the course of destiny, something that had to do with Sebastian.
Suddenly strong arms wrapped around her waist pulling her back against a firm chest.
"Why so gloomy my dear? Our son starts his journey towards finding a mate tonight! Tis' supposed to be a time of celebration!"
She looked up into the smiling face of her husband, Mikhail Smythe. He was tall and his longer brown hair fell into his eyes which were a merry hazel and always seemed to be smiling.
"Hello darling, I'm fine." at that moment the wind chose to let out a mournful howl, "
It's just, can you not feel that Mikhail? The very wind is singing a song of mourning! Tonight should be a time that the entire realm celebrates and yet, the very air is charged as if the world is holding it's breath."
Mikhail sighed and placed his chin onto his wife's head looking out into the night
"I feel it, Alanna, I just don't know what to make of it. Is it a sign of bad times to come? Is Sebastian in danger? It seems much more likely that his mate is in danger, and that the kingdom is crying for it's future king."
Alanna nodded,
"His mate is not here tonight Mikhail, the wind sang the same song the night of my ball. It was warning me then that you were in danger and tonight it is warning our son," She turned to him,
"I just hope he listens…"
Meanwhile on the other side of the palace Sebastian was also listening to the wind. The only difference is that instead of a mournful song, he hears heartbreaking sobs carried softly on the wind. He also stands on his balcony and stares out into the garden. He hears the sound of the door opening behind him,
"It's time your Highness." A soft voice speaks. Sebastian turns, his eyes finding his body guard and closest friend, Noah Puckerman.
"Hello Noah", he whispers turning back to the garden, "Tell me Noah, do you ever wonder when you'll find him? What he will look like? If he's safe?" Sebastian turned back his eyes pleading with Noah to reassure him, to give him some form of comfort.
"You know I do Bastian", Noah moved to stand beside him also looking out into the night,
"He's all I think about especially now, I'm 24 Bastian, I am supposed to be mated by now. What if I never find him? What do I do then?"
Sebastian looked at his friend, his constant comapion, he reached over and took his hand,
"Then we shall face the world together my friend. You and I fratres in aeternum."
Noah smiled squeezing his hand,
"fratres in aeternum, Bastian, brothers forever."
They stayed that way for some minuets simply enjoying the comfort that the other provided until a voice spoke behind them,
"Boys! We are going to be late! Let's go!"
Alanna bustled in shooing them off the balcony and back into the palace where Mikhail stood looking amused. She turned Sebastian around brushing imaginary dust from his tunic and straightening his crown. She looked close to tears so Sebastian reached and grabbed her hands kissing her palm,
"Easy mother," he smiled, "Everything is going to be fine."
She huffed out a breath,
"My baby is about to take the first step into adulthood I'm allowed to be a bit emotional, thank you."
Mikhail laughed and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, dropping a kiss to her head,
"Alright Sebastian your mother and I will walk out and down the grand staircase. You will wait until the fanfare dies down and then you will make your entrance. Do you understand?"
Sebastian swallowed nervously and nodded his head,
"Yes Father."
Mikhail clapped his son on the shoulder before pulling him into a hug,
"He's out there Bastian. Maybe not in that room but he is out there. I'm proud of the man you've become son, never forget that."
Sebastian blinked back the tears threatening to over flow.
"Thanks, dad."
Mikhail pulled away and with one last wink he hooked Alanna's arm through his and proceeded down the staircase. Sebastian breathed deeply as the fanfare began he turned to Noah and reached out clasping his hand one last time. Noah smiled before nodding towards the staircase,
"It's time your Highness."
And with that Sebastian took the first step towards his destiny.