Disclaimer: I don not own Suikoden.
A/N Well thank you Mr. Giggles, Sazzel FM, and Pepper2013 for your review, and I am glad that you liked it. I can only assume others like it based of my hit count but then again that isn't the most accurate thing. Okay now I know I kinda change a lot from the game but one more thing I might change is Lym's age. She is supposedly ten, but that is a little young so I might make her thirteen. I don't know if I am gonna do this yet but I figured I could have it come to your attention.
Miakis was sobbing with her head resting on Frey's neck, she had his shirt in her fist. He placed his chin on her head and embraced her. Miakis just revealed a truly terrifying past and Frey felt horrible. Not just for her, well mainly for her, but also for realizing that he had been acting as though his life was terrible. When compared to Miakis his life was like a pleasant stroll in the palace gardens.
"Miakis, I am so, so sorry," Frey apologized tightening his grip on Miakis.
"Frey you don't have to apologize for those murderers."
"No you don't understand."
Miakis wiped some tears from her eyes and looked up at Frey's face. He was staring at the ceiling, looking into her eyes would be too hard.
"Frey?"
"I'm sorry for acting as though my life was bad. I mean you lost everyone when you were five. Not many people can lose someone when there older but you lost your most loved ones when you were five. And I was crying like a baby about how my parents died, and they died in battle. I didn't even have to watch them die. You did."
Miakis quickly sat up, placing her knees on either side of his body and putting her hands on his chest. "Frey, don't say that. Don't compare deaths; saying one is worse then another. All deaths are equally bad."
Frey shook his head, "It's not about the deaths Miakis. It's about how you handle the situation better. About how I made everyone who was close to me lives hell."
Miakis actually managed to chuckle hearing this, "I took it better then you? Frey I almost died of depression. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't do anything. I just sat in my bed all day, somehow Craig managed to pull me out of it. I owe my life to him."
"If you don't mind me asking…what happened to the five nether gate assassins?" The way Miakis described them managed to make Frey's hairs on the back of his neck raise. He hated Nether Gate so much, but he had to give them credit. The things they managed to do was astounding but at the same time abhorrent.
Miakis turned her head away from Frey, "Well not all of them are alive anymore."
Frey placed his hand on her cheek and turned her back to him, "Is it not a good thing that some died, as cruel as this sounds I don't think they deserve life."
"Well I heard one died while trying to assassinate someone. One overdosed on drugs, and the third one…I managed to kill."
Frey could tell by the way Miakis said that and the look in her eye that she left something out.
"Miakis you're not telling me everything," Frey said searching her face for an answer.
"Another time Frey."
Miakis slid her feet out until she once again lied on Frey. She brought one hand above Frey's head and began playing with his hair. The other rested on his chest. Frey could only sigh.
How do I manage to get into these situations? I mean what do I do now; I'm sure if I wanted to we could. Frey took a quickly glance at Miakis to see her staring off into space, most likely thinking about her terrible past. But that would be like taken advantage of her in a moment of weakness…uhh this sucks. I need to start paying attention when Kyle is talking from now on.
"Hey Frey," Miakis said bring Frey out of his thoughts.
"Yeah."
"Your breathing increased."
"Oh umm…thanks." Frey wasn't sure what the point of her saving that was and could she blame him for an increased breathing rate. An extremely beautiful girl was lying on him, IN A BED. Who wouldn't get nervous?
He heard Miakis giggle a little, "Frey I'm just saying relax, you don't need to be nervous."
"Yeah right," Frey muttered under his breath.
Miakis once again sat up, her eyes showed worry, "Frey if you want me to leave I will. I don't want to make you uncomfortable."
Frey just looked at her, is she serious. I am I acting this weird and nervous. I don't want to run her way…wait a second I'm in her room. Why would see leave.
While Frey was discussing his situation to himself, Miakis took the silence as a 'yes' and began to get off the bed. Frey feeling the bed rise with the weight shift snapped him back to reality and he quickly grabbed Miakis hand, bringing her back down on the bed.
"First off I don't want you to leave and second…why would you leave this is your room."
"Well any soldier in the army if order by a royal family member, must give their quarters to whatever family member. This goes for whatever can be found in a house, including a bed."
"Oh I get it," a sly smile appeared on Frey's face, "Alright then, Miakis go sleep over in that chair over there." Frey waved his arm as if a monarch. "I need this whole bed to make sure I get a good night sleep."
Miakis huffed and put her hands on her hips, "yeah right, you're not kicking me out of my own bed."
Well she doesn't miss a beat. "You just said the rules yourself, and I am royalty. Now give me your bed, oh and fluff my pillow while you're at it."
"Hey you're the one who says to drop formalities."
"Well now I'm reinstating them," Frey replied.
"And I reject them," she remarked with a smirk.
"Hmm…I seem to have lost his battle," Frey said admitting defeat.
Miakis clapped her hands together and jumped back in the bed practically tackling Frey. They laid there silently for a moment. Both of the just listening to each other's breathing.
"Hey Miakis."
"Hmm?"
Miakis waited for his question but there was some hesitation. It worried her slightly, the night was already bad enough.
"Umm…are you really eighteen," Frey asked scratching his cheek in embarrassment.
"Yeah why."
"Damn."
Miakis titled her head up to look at Frey, "why is that a bad thing."
"It's not, it's just, well…I'm only seventeen. You're older then me."
Miakis couldn't help but giggle again, "Why is that a bad thing."
"Well I don't know, I just thought I was always older then you."
"Aww is the baby mad," Miakis taunted already using this to her advantage.
"That's it I'm going to bed."
Miakis let out a few laughs before falling silent. He head rising up and down with Frey's chest. She felt his constant heartbeat. It soothed her, she felt herself drifting off into unconsciousness. Then the heartbeat began to rise again.
"Frey, you're heartbeat is rising again."
"Well I'm sorry, but I can't control it."
"What are you worried about?" Miakis asked knowing the answer already.
"Nothing," lied Frey.
Miakis once again tilted her head up to face Frey a small smile appeared on her face, "not to night Frey, I'm too tired."
Miakis placed the side of her head back on his chest, only to feel his heartbeat increase even faster. Miakis smiled to herself as she slowly drifted off to sleep. Frey's mouth hung open, She really knows how to mess with me.
Soon the prince himself drifted off to sleep. The two adolescents holding on to each other, as if never wanting to let go, for in a crazy world, one needs someone to keep them sain.
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The sun shown brightly through the window, landing right on Frey and Miakis. Frey felt the warmth on his face as he slowly began to stir. He brought an arm up to his forehead to help shield some of the sun that was shining right into his eyes.
How does Miakis sleep with the sun and moon right out this window, Frey thought.
He looked down to see a peaceful Miakis sound asleep. As slowly as he could, Frey got out of bed. A considerable hard task especially since Miakis' had her arms wrapped around him. He managed however, and took a good long stretch next to the bed.
"Should I wake her up or just let her sleep?" Frey quietly asked himself.
Before he could make his decision he heard the door handle turn. He dropped to the floor and rolled onto Miakis' bed. He watched as two sandaled covered feet came into the room, and he saw the bottom of a dress sway with her steps.
Must be the maid, thought Frey. He glanced around under the bed for a moment, why didn't I just hide here last night when the guards came in…oh well worked out for the best.
Frey watched the maid walk around the room for a bit before stepping up right next the bed.
"Lady Miakis," Frey heard the maid call.
She was answered by a few mumbles of incoherent words.
"Lady Miakis, it's time for you to wake up."
Frey heard some shifting on the bed.
"Lady Miakis, prince Freyjadour is missing."
The bed suddenly lurched and in another second Miakis was standing on the floor.
Don't tell me she forgot I slept in her room, Frey thought.
"Where is he?" Miakis asked urgently.
"I don't know, he's missing,"the maid repeated slight annoyance in her voice.
"Oh right, sorry."
Frey mentally slapped himself in the head, man she can be ditsy sometimes.
"Anyway, are people looking for him," Miakis asked sounding serious again.
"No," replied the maid.
"What do you mean," Miakis sounded mad, "why the hell not."
Frey watched the maid take a couple steps back most likely in fear of Miakis sudden change of attitude. "Well when I told Commander Blaine he said that we was probably just taking a walk or something."
"Are you insane," Miakis exclaimed, "since when does someone like Blaine know what the prince is likely to do and the protocol if not knowing where a royal family member is. Is to search and find them even if they are in no trouble."
"Oh," the Maid gasped, "I didn't think of that. Do you think he is in trouble?"
"I don't know, but better be safe then sorry."
"What should we do?"
Obviously go try and find me, thought Frey sarcastically.
"Go talk to any guards and ask them if they have seen Frey any where," Miakis ordered.
"Alright."
Frey watched as the maid turned to go.
"Wait!" Miakis called, "one last thing. Does the princess know about this."
"No, Blaine said not to tell the princess."
"Alright, now go."
The maid turned and swiftly left the room. Frey waited to make sure she wasn't coming back before crawling from under the bed. He stood up and brushed the dirt off him before turning to Miakis.
"So that's where the youngen is." Miakis had her arms crossed and was putting most pressure on one foot. "Apparently you're missing."
"First off there is no way you're calling me youngen, second you knew I was under your bed?" Frey asked.
"Well you are younger then me and I am a Queen's Knight after all, I think I would know if someone was hiding under my bed." Miakis began walking towards the bedroom door, "that and I know you slept in my room last night."
"I knew you being older then me would cause misfortune," Frey sighed, "and I thought you forgot."
"Maybe you shouldn't have told me that you were younger and how could I forget." Miakis opened the door and stood aside, "now go change so I can change."
"You know in this past conversation we had two completely different topics embedded into it," Frey said while walking to the door.
"What's your point," responded Miakis.
Frey leaned against the door frame, "no point really, but I do have a questions."
Miakis rested her head against her hand that was on the door, "Shoot."
"Well….er," man I can't believe I'm about to ask this. "When…you err, umm."
"Frey just spit it out," Miakis sighed. Frey was a confident person, so when he was nervous about saying something, It was never good.
"Well…when you were away with Kyle, did you ever…" Frey dropped the end of his sentence hoping she got what he meant. His eyes were glued to the floor, not daring to look up.
"Frey, I will count to three. You better be out of my room by then."
Damn it, that isn't good…but she didn't answer the question. Does that mean she has done something?
"Miakis-" Frey started but was only cut of by Miakis.
"One," Miakis counted.
What if she was serious, Frey thought panicking. Not sure if he should stay and see if she was bluffing, or just run for it.
"Two."
Frey was still deciding but when Miakis cracked her knuckles in a taunting way, his mind was easily made up.
"Meet me in front of my room when you done, and wear something as if you're visiting a foreign queen," Frey shouted since he was already half down the hallway.
Frey entered in the grand hall to see the normal guards stationed and some maids running about. Frey quickly scurried across the hall ignoring all the looks people where giving him. When a royal was to walk around the palace he usually was dressed correctly, which in his case was fancy robes. That and he had his hair down which no one here was ever use to seeing. Back at Ceras Castle he was able to just walk around in somewhat casual clothes. He did have dressy attire he would wear depending on the occasion. Also he lately tended to leave his hair down, guess he couldn't do it here. He never expected to get looks from people like he was here.
Soon a maid stood in front of him blocking his path. She was a petite woman, with chocolate brown hair running down to her back and must have been in her twenties. She was fairly good looking, dressed in the normal attire for maids.
She got onto one knee and respectfully bowed her head, "Your highness, please may I say something."
Frey just looked at her for a moment before laughing, "please you don't have to get on a knee or even bow and for that matter don't ask to speak, just speak."
"But your highness that's disrespectful I could never," the maid continued to have her head bowed as if she had to watch he floor making sure it wasn't going to attack her.
"Disrespectful? Please if anything I'm younger and should be showing you respect," Frey explained, "now please stand up." Frey put his hands on her shoulders and ushered her to stand.
She slowly followed and stood but still didn't dare look at him.
"Is there something wrong with my face?" Frey asked still finding it funny that people acted like this to him. He should be use to it by now, he is after all the prince, but he just wished people didn't act like he was so much better then everyone else.
Well of course to some I'm just as good as deadwood, Frey chuckled in his thoughts.
"No not at all, I just…err" the women nervously responded thinking she might have insulted him.
"Never mind I don't want to make you uncomfortable but I like to see a persons face when I'm talking to him."
Frey's voice was soothing and calming. The women smiled slightly and raised her head to look Frey in his eyes.
"See that wasn't so hard," Frey chuckled.
"No I guess not," the maid replied.
"Now what is your name?"
"It's...Rebecca your highness," the maid said awkwardly.
"Hey I'm just trying to have a proper conversation, loosen up a bit your acting tense."
"No offense your highness but I think that this is about a s good as I'm gonna get."
Frey laughed once again, she was loosening up, whether she knew it or not. Suddenly Frey's laughing stopped when he saw a bruised mark on the side of her face right behind her eye. Frey reached out a hand to brush away from hair that was covering it. Rebecca flinched a little but she did not want to be rude to the prince. Although Frey would never care if she pulled away.
Frey brushed a streak of her hair away to reveal a cut in the middle of a red bruise.
"Please tell me what happen," Frey's voice took on a commanding presence.
"No do not worry your highness it's nothing."
"Rebecca I wish to know what goes on with those that work in this palace. So please tell me."
Rebecca looked into his blue eyes and saw deep concern. She heard rumors that prince Freyjadour was one of the most sincere people you could ever meet. But it was hard to imagine that someone of his importance, who just met a maid like her, would ever care.
"Well, I really shouldn't I could get in trouble."
"Don't worry nothing will happen if you tell me, I swear."
Rebecca still hesitated a bit; looking around first to make sure no one was to close to hear. "Commander Blaine hit me, he said I wasn't being respectful enough."
Frey clenched his teeth in anger now I know why she was being overly respectful with me.
"But please your highness don't tell anyone I do not wish to make trouble," Rebecca pleaded.
Frey let out a sigh, "if you really do not wish me to tell anyone then I wont. But was is your assignment?"
"It's to take care of the Queen's Knights meeting room, why do you ask."
"I will see to it that you are switched with the maid who takes care of Miakis room."
Rebecca gasped, "But why? I don't understand."
"You do not like the change?" Frey asked still trying to persuade her.
Rebecca shook her head, "No it would be an honor, but why."
"You shouldn't work in an unfriendly environment."
Rebecca nervously played with her hair, "you don't think anyone would care."
Frey shook his head, "not at all, and if they do they will have to take it up with me. Now you will do the maids normal services for Miakis. Is that understood?"
A huge smile appeared on Rebecca's face, "yes your highness."
"Alright go tell who ever is in charge of the maid assignments, then go about your new duties."
Rebecca nodded and turned to go but hesitated. She spun around to face the prince once again with a huge smile on her face. "Prince the reason I stopped you before was because I just wanted to say it was nice to see you back safe at the palace." She turned back around and happily strolled off.
Frey watched her enter into one of the side doors. Nice women, and it is perfect that she is the maid for Miakis now. I need to surround myself with people who don't like Blaine. This way if she hears Miakis and me ever talk disrespectful about him I'm positive she wont go and tell him. Frey let out a sigh before continuing his walk to his room.It's a little sad I think like this now. Everywhere I look I think about it in a tactical way…I guess that's what war does.
As Frey was walking up the stairs he heard a voice call his name, he turned to see a guard ascending the stairs after him.
"Prince Freyjadour sir," the guard said with a bow.
"Yes?"
"I heard you're missing, I presume you have been found?"
Nope still missing,as much as Frey wanted to say that he couldn't, "Yes, sorry about that I went for an early walk around town. I just hadn't been here so long and I didn't tell anyone because they would force me to bring an escort. I really just didn't feel like having people follow me around."
"All right sir, just making sure, I must get back to my duties. Please excuse me." The guard bowed once more before taking off back down the steps.
Frey finally reaching his room searched his drawers for something nice but not too fancy. He was going to see Lyn and he had to test something. He needs to know how much influence Blaine has on Lyn. He found tight black pants and nice blue robe. It had some red sash that went with it and a golden rope belt he would tie around his waist.
He striped his clothes and put the black pants on. He grabbed Lyon's sword off the table and securely tied it around his waist. He then found laying on his dresser that silverfish colored pebble he discovered at the Waterfall Basin. He draped it around his neck before grabbing a white shirt and throwing it on. Then his robes and then he tied the golden colored rope around his waist.
Now I just gotta do my hair, he thought as he grabbed a tie from his dresser.
A knock came from the door, "prince it's Miakis, may I come it."
"Ah, perfect timing. Yes you may enter."
Miakis quickly shuffled in to see Frey dressed in semi fancy robes. He had a disappointed look on his face.
"Miakis I thought I told you something fancy, that's just your normal outfit," Frey complained.
"First off Frey this is pretty much all I have, second I have to wear this it comes with the job. Thirdly you said act like you are going to see a queen, now I figured you meant Lyn so I know she wont care. But just to make you happy I wore a different belt."
Frey raised an eyebrow, "A different belt? Why does that matter."
"Didn't his majesty Ferid tell you anything? Belts are all we are allowed to change with this outfit. We have a one in every color, so we can somewhat match any occasion. This belt is what we are suppose to wear when we visit a neighboring country."
"What's so special about it," Frey asked as he continued braiding his hair.
"Don't you see the gold on it, that is suppose to represent the sun rune. Our symbol of Falena, and this belt is at least worth 40,000 potch."
"What! That belt is worth 40,000. How?"
The belt was nice and all but 40,000 potch is a bit much. It was black leather with some lines here and there, with the Sun rune symbol in the front. As Frey looked closer he could see that the symbol of the Sun rune was outlined in gold. Even with the gold that belt was not worth that much.
"Seriously there is no way that belt is worth that much," Frey said still skeptical.
"The belt it self is probably only 20 to 30,000 but since they are one in a kind and worn by the Queen's Knights. Their value increases dramatically."
"Fine whatever, let's just go."
Frey finished his hair and grabbed a katana leaning against the wall near his door. He slipped it between himself and his belt. It's really is funny that I have so many weapons around me now. I use to just fight with a pole, which as it could cause damage. It took a lot to end someone's life. Now I swing swords around and could kill someone in a second. I don't like how I am so calm thinking about ending someone's life. Once again i guess that's what war does to you.
Frey walked briskly down the hallway, taking long strides. Miakis was following him, trying as hard as she could to stay with him without running.
"Prince can we slow down a bit," Miakis asked tired of the pace.
"Oh sure, sorry," Frey responded slowing his pace a bit to a more leisurely stroll.
"Can you tell me why were dressed like this," Miakis asked.
"Why I'm dressed like this, "Frey chuckled, "you are dressed the same but with a different belt."
"I'm not going over this again prince," Miakis sighed, "now tell me why were like this."
"Okay, okay. The main reason is I want to act as professional as possible for right now. I want to make it look like I am not the same old prince who just did errands. I want to show that I didn't just sit there in the last civil war. That it wasn't all Lucretia's doing."
"Prince I don't think anyone thinks that, and besides I'm suppose to believe that from now on in public you're going to act professional." Miakis joked being skeptical.
"No," Frey replied shaking his head, "I just want to look professional in front of Blaine, that's all that matters. I need to show him more than anyone that he will not be able to manipulate me."
"Manipulate, huh?" Miakis whispered to herself and thought for a moment. A thought began to circle in her mind. "Hey prince you are afraid that Blaine is manipulating the princess, aren't you."
Frey let out a sigh and looked around to make sure that no one was around them, "Kind of, I think he lets her make a lot of the decisions. But in key moments that he could benefit from I think he persuades her to what he wants. Also I'm afraid that since Lym is still young she could get confused in some of the political talk. I know Blaine would be able to handle it, so if he does and Lyn trusts him. He could probably make whatever kind of rule or law and just her Lym's signature."
Miakis bit on her finger a little, her habit she sometimes does when she thinks. "But you know prince Lym really isn't that dumb, she can handle herself."
"I agree I have seen her being taught, but there is also an extent to how far she can go. That's what were here to see, how much she handles herself. And how much influence Blaine has on her."
"I gotcha, were going to act professional so Blaine doesn't really get our true intensions, am I right?"
Frey nodded. Miakis jumped up and clapped her hands together, "I'm as smart as a prince."
The two teens enter the Grand Hall and headed towards the towering doors of the Audience Chamber.
"Personally I think you are ditsy," Frey said with a smirk.
"Ditsy?" Miakis huffed placing her hands on her hips.
"Hey try to act professional, where about to enter the Audience Chamber," Frey told her acting regal and fixing his red sash.
"I'll show you professional," Miakis, said dryly, "wait here," she pointed to the ground as if giving a dog a command to stay, "come when called."
Before Frey could respond Miakis opened the huge door and standing tall walked a few steps in.
Lym was slouching in her throne; her elbow was propping up her head. Blaine was standing at her side with a smile on his face. As Lym saw Miakis walk into the room a bright smile appeared on her face as she straightened herself.
Miakis stopped and put her hand into a fist placing on her chest. "Your highness princess Lymsleia, ruler of Falena, daughter of the late queen. The prince Freyjadour, commander of the Rune Fleet Army, wishes to seek a audience with you, princess Lymsleia." Miakis shouted in such a commanding voice that Frey's jaw hung, and Lym didn't even respond.
She just sat there wide-eyed; no one ever presented themselves like that. The only person who did something remotely close to that was Shula but he was from another country. At the most some people might call out their name when they enter but to do a whole formal introduction. It just wasn't done anymore.
"Your highness, do you accept the prince's wishes?" Miakis shouted once more. Pulling back both Frey and Lym to reality.
"Y-yes, Yes I accept he may enter," Lym responded still a little shaken with the introduction her brother just did.
Frey taking his cue slowly stepped inside the chamber and began his march to the throne. He watched as Lym singled to Blaine who leaned down and put an ear for the princess so whisper in. That's not good, Frey thought, she is already asking him something.
"Blaine why do you think my brother had such an introduction," Lym whispered into the commander's ear.
"Well princess I do have my theory, but I don't believe it's right and I don't think you'll like it."
"Tell me, I don't care." Lym patience was as usual, not to long.
Blaine took a sigh, "Well princess I believe he is already trying to act as someone of importance, I mean he introduced himself as a commander. I believe might try to persuade you to do something, I can only say princess act tough and don't let him get his way in anything. Remember you're in charge, not him."
Frey with Miakis right off his right shoulder reached the bottom of the stairs leading up to the throne. Frey fell to one knee in a graceful bow before rising again. His eyes locked with Lym's more a moment. How he missed her, what he would give just to be able to run over and embrace her right now. But he couldn't, not yet.
Boy this is gonna suck, Frey thought before taking a deep breath. "Your highness, I wish to discuss a few things with you."
"What may that be?" Lym asked sounding so much like an actual Queen it took Frey a few seconds to get his thoughts together.
"Just some simple things that must be taken care of your highness. Nothing to worry yourself over. "
"Go on," Lym replied, see was going to listen to Blaine. She was in charge not him, she wouldn't let him sweet-talk her.
"Well first off I have to announce to you that Miakis will further be my bodyguard," Frey told her watching Lym raise an eyebrow.
"Like I would allow that, she is my bodyguard," Lym replied nonchalantly.
"Your highness, the commander is now your bodyguard and no disrespect but it is not your place to assign body guards."
"What?" Lym was the princess, the ruler, out of her place? There was no place she didn't have some jurisdiction in. "Care to explain."
"Well your highness it's the commander who is in charge of the Queen's Knights. You have no say in the assignment. You may have your input and it could be respected but it could also be ignored."
"Well then I would just have my Commander Blaine assign Miakis to someone else."
"Who? We are the only Royals left, no one else needs a bodyguard."
"Well then I'll assign you someone else and make her help in some town somewhere," Lym replied starting to lose her cool.
"Once again you can't, that's up to the commander and Queen's knights unless are not to be sent on random missions. Also the best bodyguards most always go to the royals. Surly you know this your highness."
"I do," she lied, "but I can make exceptions I am the princess," Lym said raising her voice a little.
"Exactly the princess, not the queen. When you are the queen you can change rules as you wish, but based of the senate's ruling in IS 380 a princess does not have all the power a queen does, for she could be inexperienced. She may only have certain duties to attain to, and your highness, commanding troops in not one."
Lym opened her mouth to say something but stopped herself; she didn't know what to say. She glanced at Blaine to see he was just as shocked as she was. She never heard of such a ruling, and apparently Blaine didn't either. Blaine noticing that Lym was looking at him, he needed to show her that he could handle situations
"How do we know you're not making this up," Blaine questioned Frey.
"I believe I was having a meeting with the princess," Frey said with a smirk plastered on his face, "my bodyguard hasn't spoken out of turn yet."
"I am not a bodyguard," Blaine spat, "I'm a commander."
"For now."
Blaine clenched his teeth but didn't dare say anything more. He must be trying to get me to slip, thought Blaine, well it's not happening. I'll let him win this one. He only knew the prince for a day but he already hated him. A little arrogant teenager who thought he was better then everyone else because he defeated Godwin. He would like nothing more then to ram his sword into the oh so wonderful prince.
"Frey explain this ruling to me," Lym commanded, "I have my doubts about its legitimacy."
"How so?"
"For example if I was to become queen tomorrow, how would I be any wiser. This ruling does not seem to makes sense."
"Ahh," Frey said taking a step forward, "That is because to become queen you are suppose to have a husband. Now in marriage the husband and wife are suppose to trust each other. So the husband who is usually older and experienced at least a little, is the one who should advice the queen the most. But you do not have a husband and you are a princess. Therefore you do not have absolute power. You are not omnipotent yet. Well on the good side the senate is harassing you."
Lym sat silently for a moment, thinking about what her brother just said. It seemed true enough, and it did make some sense. "Alright then, can you tell me what happened in IS 380 to cause the senate to make such a ruling?"
"Well I have my suspicions," Frey told her taking another step closer, "I believe that the current queen was growing old or sick and her only daughter must have been far to young marry. So if she died then someone with absolute power would ascend the throne and pandemonium would ensue. That is when they declared that only the queen had absolute power. " Frey was only two steps away from being right in front of the throne.
Miakis watched from the bottom, she saw Blaine place a hand on his sword handle. Miakis slowly began to ascend the stairs after Frey, ready for anything. Frey kept walking until he was right in front of Lyn, he held out his hand just above Lym's head. He put his hand on Lym's head, but in doing so and unknown to anyone he, dropped a tiny slip of paper down her shirt.
Miakis watched in horror as Blaine stepped forward drawing his blade. Miakis dashed the last couple of steps. She forced Frey down onto his knees and stood over him. Blaine's sword stopped right before her neck.
"Miakis!" Frey yelled trying to get up but Miakis' hand on his shoulder was keeping him down.
"Frey I'm fine, stay down!" Miakis directed him.
"Blaine what are you doing, "shouted Lym frightened that her life long friend could've just died.
"Protecting you my princess, they came to close." Blaine replied nonchalantly. "It's his fault he step to close to the princess,"
"Blaine redraw your weapon at once!" Lym shrieked jumping out of her throne.
That small demon smile spread across his lips, but he ignored the young princess. He tapped Miakis on the chin with the sword, taunting her. He wanted her to draw her daggers and fight. Miakis didn't move, she knew his game, and to be honest, she was all for it. But her first duty was to make sure Frey came to no harm. She kept a firm hand on his shoulder not letting him rise.
"Blaine now!"Lym yelled once again, "remove your sword."
"You know Miakis you are quite beautiful," Blaine said completely ignoring Lym. He moved his sword to a button in the front of her shirt. Once again he really had no intention of violating her, he just wanted to provoke a fight.
Miakis didn't move, she wanted to lash out, like the kid who got bullies just a little too much. She could just imagine what would happen though. There was no doubt in her mind she couldn't take him, but that would be her emotions getting the better of her. A Queen's Knight attacking their commander, no matter how vile the person was. It would bring disrespect to the entire palace and could get her kicked out. Then Frey would be all alone and she would never do that to him. So she stood there, not moving an inch, except her hand that tightened on Frey's shoulder.
The same demonic smile plastered onto Blaine's face. He flicked the sword slightly so a button popped off. Her shirt didn't budge; there were many more buttons to go. Lym stood frozen, her face twisted in horror. What was her commander doing?
Unlike his sister, Frey took no time to react. All in one motion he wrapped his arm against Miakis' stomach and pulled her away. He stood up and unsheathed his sword in a reverse grip, using his turn to gain extra momentum.
The clang echoed throughout the giant chamber, as the prince's sword collided with Blaine's. Sparks flew as they engaged in a duel. Frey flipped his sword in his hand to get it back in the proper position before throwing assaults at his target. Blaine easily parried them, when he saw his chance; he stuck back, taking the offensive. Frey's agile body danced as he dodged the swings. The prince's brisk steps took him to Blaine's side where he launched another arsenal of attacks. Frey was faster, that was his advantage, he just needed to keep moving.
Lym watched with horror, as her brother engaged in the duel. She didn't now what to do. Who she wanted to win? Of course she wanted her brother…but what about Blaine? He had been a tremendous help, and in his defense they did come to close. But Frey was her brother; surly he could come in a close proximity with her? Frey also threw the first swing, but Blaine was egging them on. The princess was lost, she felt alone, as if falling into a void.
Fight…why always fighting, Lym thought. She hated it, fighting, killing and war. She hated it all and yet it always seemed to be entangled in her life. She couldn't get away from it, and now she watched as her brother fought. His life could end any second. The darkness was creeping up on her, covering her, as she watched Blaine's sword came within an inch of Frey's face.
Frey stumbled backwards trying to regain his footing. That last one was to close, I wasn't fighting to the death. I was just trying to disarm him. Frey's thoughts rushed through his head as he prepared for another barrage of attacks. I don't want to fight in front of Lym, watching people fight at the scared games almost caused her to faint. I can only imagine what a real fight would do to her. Blaine swung with all his might as Frey fell to a knee to dodge the blow. He rolled to the side and leaped up swing his sword. Blaine ducked under it and jabbed outward. Frey side step and landed a kick into the commander's stomach. He backed away a little to catch his breath. Looks like I don't have a choice…if I don't go all out I could die. Frey charged his opponent now with every thought in his mind directed to defeating the demon.
"Stop it…please…stop," the young princess fell to her knees. She began to feel weary; this was just like last time. The time when she had to watch Lyon get stabbed, the time when Sialeeds betrayed them. She couldn't breath, the air wouldn't come. She went into a daze, the room going in and out of focus. The adolescent princess twisted and fell to the ground. "Please…stop it," Lym barley managed to whimper out.
Miakis who watched with as much fear as Lym, heard a sound coming from the throne. She didn't want to take her eyes off the fight, Blaine was much more skillful then she originally thought. But the throne…that's where Lym is. Miakis was afraid that as soon as she looked away Frey would be struck down. She managed to tear her eyes away to see the young princess lying on her back and gasping for air.
"Princess!" Miakis yelled, calling the attention of Frey.
The prince turned his head to see his little sister on the ground. Panic immediately filled his entire body, completely forgetting about the fight he was in. Blaine being the cheap person he was, saw his opportunity and took it. He held the sword out and lunged forwards. Frey hearing his charge turned to meet his sword head on. Frey had no time to react as he watched the sword near his chest. Frey closed his eyes waiting for the impact to end his life.
Lym lying on the ground, gasping for any breath that would come to her. Miakis rushing to the princess' side, not knowing the serious of the situation the prince was in. Blaine rushing forward with his sword about to impale the prince, Freyjadour Falena. And the prince himself, with his eyes closed waiting for it to end. With such a long tough road an ending doesn't seem so bad.
Okay so a little cliffhanger there and I didn't really think this chapter was gonna be that long. I was gonna make it shorter but I just kept adding to it. That really is why I end it there, it was getting to long, but if you guys to don't care about the length then next time I'll keep going until I am satisfied with a good ending for the chapter. So please review it means so much. I will try to update soon but my other story is long due for an update.