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Dedicated to Tricia, for originally writing me feedback on the first part.
****memories****
::thoughts::
Darien, crown prince of Earth, sat in his room, brooding. Diamond's body had
been burned and at dawn Darien had personally scattered his ashes to the
four winds of traitors tor. It was supposedly the spot where Beryl, powered
by Metallica, had left Earth over five hundred years ago to confront the
young queen Serenity the First, who had only just come to power. After that
attack the two civilisations entered a period known only on Earth as 'The
Black Era' a period where communication between the moon and Earth was
forbidden and knowledge of the Lunar race was on the whole, worn down to
nothing more then myth and folklore. With only a select few knowing the
truth.
These select few comprised primarily of the royal family, but even then the
information was carefully guarded. Darien himself hadn't known until his
eighteenth birthday, and then he didn't believe it. As a child he had
scoffed at stories of the moon people with his friends.
He remembered that night vividly. When his parents had told him he had
laughed, he had actually laughed at the thought of life on the moon, so
secure was he in the knowledge that Earth was the only planet with life.
And then his mother's guests had arrived.
**** "Mother, I love you, but you cannot seriously expect me to believe in
those childish fairy tales about the moon?!?"
Darien had just been informed of the truth about the heritage of the moon.
He was…. less then receptive to the idea than their royal majesties the King
and Queen of Earth would have hoped. Then again, it had been ingrained to
the population for years that theirs was the only planet with life for
security reasons. To give the moon and the other planets that had tried to
defend the star allegiance treaty, a chance to peacefully rebuild and
recuperate the losses they had suffered all those years ago, it was the work
of generations.
His mother smiled at him and he was instantly wary. It was the reaction to a
closely observed trait that never failed to cause his survival instincts to
start screaming for retreat. It was the patented Queen Iris '
I-know-something-and-you-can't-do-anything-about-it' smile. It never failed
to leave a sinking feeling in his stomach. There was a knock on the door and
at the queens bidding a young – decided nervous looking – page entered with
a message.
"Your visitors are here Your Majesty"
"Thank you, show them in please"
Darien's sinking feeling got worse.
Two figures entered the room and Darien's jaw dropped****
He smiled slightly, his mother had run to embrace the elder of the two, a
woman who could only be Queen Serenity I. She was beautiful, with silver
hair and large grey eye's, but it was her companion, a younger girl, that
had caused him to freeze.
****To call her beautiful would have been an understatement. She had
impossibly long golden hair, an inheritance from her father, the Sun King,
if Darien recalled the stories correctly. It also had a silvery sheen to it
that could only have come from the woman standing next to her, the relation
to each other was obvious.
The moon princess.
He realised eventually that they were staring at him, and attempted to pull
himself at least partially from the stupor he was in. His mother was still
beaming at the woman.
"Darien, let me introduce Queen Serenity I, ruler of the moon, and her
daughter, Princess Serenity II"
A moment passed.
And another.
"Darien?" his mother pressed, "aren't you going to say something?"
::Here's your chance:: his mind told him ::something witty, impressive…::
"Huh?"
::That preferably at least resembles a sentence!:: His mind finished, then
turned away disgusted, muttering.
::Wait! You can't leave!::
"Darien!" his mother exclaimed exasperated.
::Uh oh:: Darien abandoned his internal conflict for the time being and
focused his attention to the events around him. He stepped forward and gave
a bow, first to the queen and then to the princess. He straightened, eyes
meeting the princess' "Pleasure to meet you your highness"
"Please, call me Serena" she smiled and curtseyed low, "The pleasures all
mine your highness"
"If I am to call you Serena then it must be Darien" he smiled back at her.
They were concentrating on each other so fully that neither of them noticed
the knowing looks that passed between their parents.
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Feedback: Is full of feedback-y goodness…
Dedicated to Tricia, for originally writing me feedback on the first part.
****memories****
::thoughts::
Darien, crown prince of Earth, sat in his room, brooding. Diamond's body had
been burned and at dawn Darien had personally scattered his ashes to the
four winds of traitors tor. It was supposedly the spot where Beryl, powered
by Metallica, had left Earth over five hundred years ago to confront the
young queen Serenity the First, who had only just come to power. After that
attack the two civilisations entered a period known only on Earth as 'The
Black Era' a period where communication between the moon and Earth was
forbidden and knowledge of the Lunar race was on the whole, worn down to
nothing more then myth and folklore. With only a select few knowing the
truth.
These select few comprised primarily of the royal family, but even then the
information was carefully guarded. Darien himself hadn't known until his
eighteenth birthday, and then he didn't believe it. As a child he had
scoffed at stories of the moon people with his friends.
He remembered that night vividly. When his parents had told him he had
laughed, he had actually laughed at the thought of life on the moon, so
secure was he in the knowledge that Earth was the only planet with life.
And then his mother's guests had arrived.
**** "Mother, I love you, but you cannot seriously expect me to believe in
those childish fairy tales about the moon?!?"
Darien had just been informed of the truth about the heritage of the moon.
He was…. less then receptive to the idea than their royal majesties the King
and Queen of Earth would have hoped. Then again, it had been ingrained to
the population for years that theirs was the only planet with life for
security reasons. To give the moon and the other planets that had tried to
defend the star allegiance treaty, a chance to peacefully rebuild and
recuperate the losses they had suffered all those years ago, it was the work
of generations.
His mother smiled at him and he was instantly wary. It was the reaction to a
closely observed trait that never failed to cause his survival instincts to
start screaming for retreat. It was the patented Queen Iris '
I-know-something-and-you-can't-do-anything-about-it' smile. It never failed
to leave a sinking feeling in his stomach. There was a knock on the door and
at the queens bidding a young – decided nervous looking – page entered with
a message.
"Your visitors are here Your Majesty"
"Thank you, show them in please"
Darien's sinking feeling got worse.
Two figures entered the room and Darien's jaw dropped****
He smiled slightly, his mother had run to embrace the elder of the two, a
woman who could only be Queen Serenity I. She was beautiful, with silver
hair and large grey eye's, but it was her companion, a younger girl, that
had caused him to freeze.
****To call her beautiful would have been an understatement. She had
impossibly long golden hair, an inheritance from her father, the Sun King,
if Darien recalled the stories correctly. It also had a silvery sheen to it
that could only have come from the woman standing next to her, the relation
to each other was obvious.
The moon princess.
He realised eventually that they were staring at him, and attempted to pull
himself at least partially from the stupor he was in. His mother was still
beaming at the woman.
"Darien, let me introduce Queen Serenity I, ruler of the moon, and her
daughter, Princess Serenity II"
A moment passed.
And another.
"Darien?" his mother pressed, "aren't you going to say something?"
::Here's your chance:: his mind told him ::something witty, impressive…::
"Huh?"
::That preferably at least resembles a sentence!:: His mind finished, then
turned away disgusted, muttering.
::Wait! You can't leave!::
"Darien!" his mother exclaimed exasperated.
::Uh oh:: Darien abandoned his internal conflict for the time being and
focused his attention to the events around him. He stepped forward and gave
a bow, first to the queen and then to the princess. He straightened, eyes
meeting the princess' "Pleasure to meet you your highness"
"Please, call me Serena" she smiled and curtseyed low, "The pleasures all
mine your highness"
"If I am to call you Serena then it must be Darien" he smiled back at her.
They were concentrating on each other so fully that neither of them noticed
the knowing looks that passed between their parents.
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