Disclaimer: Not owned by me.
A/N: This is a little bit late. Isilme had to kick me off my ass again and stop reading porn and actually start writing my own. *Rubs left cheek* I think I might have a permanent mark… .
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Hard heeled boots clicked on the black marble floor as a tall man walked slowly through the halls of the ancient palace. His face growing more somber as he walked through the forbidden halls of the east wing. His eyes strayed to the dead blackened callas that were once pure white that were in vases mounted to the walls. The scent of their decay was heavy in the air even after seventeen years. He looked back at the floor and walked a little faster.
Even though he kept those flowers there, dead and withered, he kept everything else cleaned. He ordered the servants to clean the wing once a month. However, nothing was to be moved. And he knew when they were for he had roamed these halls and rooms for seventeen years and made sure that nothing was tampered…In case she came back. But he knew she never would. He knew that she would never roam these halls with him again.
He stopped at a door. It was black and heavily bordered in silver with emerald vines and diamond callas. He grasped the doorknob and swung the door open. Inside was lavished with black walls with the same designs as the door. Almost every visible surface had stuffed animals and toys on it. In the center of the room was a hand carved wooden cradle. He picked his way over the toys and to the side of the empty cradle. Inside was a single pure white calla.
With a slightly shaky hand he picked it up only for it to turn to ash and blow away on an invisible breeze. He smiled a bit and set his hand back onto the edge of the cradle. His fingers brushed something cold and he traced it. When he was done he bent and pressed a kiss to the silk pillow in the cradle and turned to leave. Before he shut the door he turned back.
"I'm coming for you, My Little Prince," He whispered before shutting the door.
The candles reflected off the silver on the crib before it was shrouded in darkness again.
Molaes Ryuu
In love,
Uncle Roman
A small woman ran as hard as she could her bare feet slapping the hard rock under her feet. However, she couldn't feel it. She needed to get to Lord Daichi. She got to the Great Doors and threw them open. Everyone in the Great Room looked up at the rude intrusion. She ran to the throne and quickly fell to her knees. Whispers followed her actions.
"Akane! What is the meaning of this?" Lord Daichi's voice boomed over the room. The blue scales on the side of his face and neck darkening a few shades.
"My Lord, forgive me, but he is alive!" Akane cried out
The room grew deathly quiet. Lord Daichi glared at her.
"Imposoble! What makes you think you can lie to me?"
"I don't lie. The...the flower in the cradle…it has bloomed…pure white, My Lord," Akane stretched her arms across the floor toward her Lord, showing her crimson scales, and pressing as flat as she could to the floor.
Lord Daichi stood and swiftly made his way to the west wing of the castle. He pushed open a door and looked down into the old cradle. Inside was a single pure white Calla. He stroked it but it turned to ash under his fingertips and disappeared. Glistening tears shown in his eyes as he straitened and turned to see Akane at the door, head bowed.
"Prepare my things. I'm leaving. It's time the Prince is returned to his family," Lord Daichi said his voice strained.
Akane bowed and hurried away.
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A/N: Yeah, I know it's short. Harry and his mates come in next chapter. I thought you'd like to meet some of Molaes's family.
Names:
Daichi-"Large, Great" "Earth, Land" "Wisdom, Intellect"
Akane- "Deep Red"
I won't be writing for about…two and a half weeks…possibly three. I'm going to see my cousins then I have to go camping…." *runs and hides*
I promise I'll post another chapter as soon as I get back…I really need to buy a laptop.
Loves: ~Bondrasi~