Arrows Heart
Author :Sandy Bunny
Pairings: 3x4, 1x2, 5xM, various others perhaps.
Summary: AU, Quatre's Uncle, Treiz, Is a tyrant who is ruining the Kingdom, as he rules in place of the rightful king. Quatre's father is sick and dying, and Quatre is under the age of which he could rule. so what dose he do? And who will help him? and who is the band of thieves in the woods?
Authors notes: Based somewhat on robin hood. Changed slightly.. got cuter guys in it (OK the guy that played robin hood was very hot..but never as cute as my gwing guys). Um im not sure if anyone would consider it plagiarism since I haven't seen one like it..iv seen similar.. different pairings..differnt set up and so on. Hope you all enjoy it. Love reviews and helpful critizim.hopefully kept this IC for the most part..being it au means they have to be a tad different...
Warnings: Yaoi! Meaning guys being with other guys. no lemons, maybe a little lime, If you do not like the thought of a guy loving another guy..get away from me and my story please. we like gay gwing boys...(though if they were real i prefer them straight and with me....no offense to my love of course...)
"..."speaking
/.../ direct thoughts (meaning they are acutely talking to themselves and not just remembering or going over something in their head)
More Notes: Sorry for the Delay. i had a major case of writers block. so please forgive me and i will try and be quicker about my chapter. as it is i forbid myself to work on any other story i have until this is finished. see?
p.s. if i got dermil wrong or something let me know kk?
Chapter 5.
Duke Dermil smiled as he saw the golden haired prince walk toward them. He had seen the Prince at many palace gatherings and each time had longed to get the boy alone. King Treiz had promised Quatre's hand to him in return for his faithful service, willing or not. Dermil knew what the King wanted, an eye on Prince Quatre, he wasn't sure if the Prince fully believed that his uncle wasn't behind the poising of his father and wanted to keep the Prince busy and out of the way to make sure he didn't stumble upon anything to early.
"Sheriff Dermil. Where shall we start out tour?" Asked Prince Quatre, Looking up at him with a look of slight boredom and little interest.
"Why where ever you like your Highness. Shall we go by foot or carriage?.. or horseback even?" Dermil smiled again bowing slightly to the prince.
"Let us go by carriage so that I'm not stopped and jostled along the way," the prince said airily.
"Why of course your highness" Dermil went to signal his carriage but was stopped by the princes advisor.
"We shall take Prince Quatre's carriage, it has already been checked and has His guards with it." The Advisor spoke with a voice that showed he trusted neither the sheriff or his men.
This could prove a problem. If the princes advisor, advised him so the Prince would not listen to himself or the King.
"Of course Lord Advisor. It is no wonder his Highness has chosen you as his Advisor." He bowed again to the young oriental man with a smile and motioned his men over anyway. "But I must insist that some of our men accompany us to insure the prince's protection."
Quatre looked over at him then, and he stared into those eyes once again thrilled about the deal him and his king had come to, "Are you saying that these lands are unsafe Sheriff Dermil? Have your men not been protecting the lands as they should be?" He turned then accepting his guards help into his carriage and taking a seat, the advisor sitting next to him.
For a moment he was caught, unsure how to answer before he smiled again and followed the two into the carriage sitting across from them. "Of course not your Highness. But we have been having trouble with outlaws lately. I'm sure you've heard the rumors from the local's about a band of thieves who have been stealing from them all and causing problems for the hard working men and women of your care."
He nodded and smiled sweetly at the sheriff. "Iv heard many versions of it. And wish I knew the truth behind it. Perhaps, my good sheriff. You could tell me what you know of these thieves who manage to get away everytime without a trace?"
Dermil leaned forward then and smiled. "Of course your highness. It would be my pleasure. As you see at first they stole only from those passing through the woods, workers, farmers with goods, tradesmen, and nobles of assorted ranks. But then they moved onto more. Not only do they steal from the woods but now have been known to enter towns and rob the people at their homes. They are a most fearsome bunch.
What little we do know is from the basic descriptions some survivors were able to give. There is one with a braid that could be male or female who claims to be a God of Death. And carries a syth. A most fearsome character.
His partner has the fighting style of some of my best trained guardsmen. It is most unsettling to see our own technique used against us.
The last..we presume he is the leader of this little band. Has but one eye from what we see and can disappear and reappear as if by magic. surely he has a deal with a pagan God for such an ability. They are brutal and kill without mercy. When we have them locked up your lands shall be much safer."
"And why have you not caught them yet? Are your men that under trained Sheriff?" The advisor looked at him smugly.
"We have not had the ability to trap them. They manage to escape each time as if they know our plans. And we never know when they shall hit next. It is quiet a problem. But my men and I are working on it constantly."
The prince turned his gaze to the window of the carriage."I think. I've tired myself out for the day. And wish to see my father before I rest."
"But your highness.." Dermil protested. "We have not toured the town as we should have..."
"Enough," The advisor glared "his Highness is tired. And should rest. We will grant you a chance to give him a tour another time." He signaled the carriage to stop and waited for the sheriff to leave.
"Please forgive me Sheriff Dermil. I am quiet tired. I shall see your town another time I promise Thank you for the delightful conversation though. It intrigues me greatly. And good luck at capturing these awful outlaws."
Knowing a dismissal when heard Dermil stepped out of the carriage and bowed to the prince and his advisor. "Have a good day your highness."
Prince Quatre nodded before the carriage moved riding off down the lane.
/And soon young prince I shall be the one giving orders to you/He smiled and turned to his men. "What are you standing around for. Work on finding those outlaws!"
Author :Sandy Bunny
Pairings: 3x4, 1x2, 5xM, various others perhaps.
Summary: AU, Quatre's Uncle, Treiz, Is a tyrant who is ruining the Kingdom, as he rules in place of the rightful king. Quatre's father is sick and dying, and Quatre is under the age of which he could rule. so what dose he do? And who will help him? and who is the band of thieves in the woods?
Authors notes: Based somewhat on robin hood. Changed slightly.. got cuter guys in it (OK the guy that played robin hood was very hot..but never as cute as my gwing guys). Um im not sure if anyone would consider it plagiarism since I haven't seen one like it..iv seen similar.. different pairings..differnt set up and so on. Hope you all enjoy it. Love reviews and helpful critizim.hopefully kept this IC for the most part..being it au means they have to be a tad different...
Warnings: Yaoi! Meaning guys being with other guys. no lemons, maybe a little lime, If you do not like the thought of a guy loving another guy..get away from me and my story please. we like gay gwing boys...(though if they were real i prefer them straight and with me....no offense to my love of course...)
"..."speaking
/.../ direct thoughts (meaning they are acutely talking to themselves and not just remembering or going over something in their head)
More Notes: Sorry for the Delay. i had a major case of writers block. so please forgive me and i will try and be quicker about my chapter. as it is i forbid myself to work on any other story i have until this is finished. see?
p.s. if i got dermil wrong or something let me know kk?
Chapter 5.
Duke Dermil smiled as he saw the golden haired prince walk toward them. He had seen the Prince at many palace gatherings and each time had longed to get the boy alone. King Treiz had promised Quatre's hand to him in return for his faithful service, willing or not. Dermil knew what the King wanted, an eye on Prince Quatre, he wasn't sure if the Prince fully believed that his uncle wasn't behind the poising of his father and wanted to keep the Prince busy and out of the way to make sure he didn't stumble upon anything to early.
"Sheriff Dermil. Where shall we start out tour?" Asked Prince Quatre, Looking up at him with a look of slight boredom and little interest.
"Why where ever you like your Highness. Shall we go by foot or carriage?.. or horseback even?" Dermil smiled again bowing slightly to the prince.
"Let us go by carriage so that I'm not stopped and jostled along the way," the prince said airily.
"Why of course your highness" Dermil went to signal his carriage but was stopped by the princes advisor.
"We shall take Prince Quatre's carriage, it has already been checked and has His guards with it." The Advisor spoke with a voice that showed he trusted neither the sheriff or his men.
This could prove a problem. If the princes advisor, advised him so the Prince would not listen to himself or the King.
"Of course Lord Advisor. It is no wonder his Highness has chosen you as his Advisor." He bowed again to the young oriental man with a smile and motioned his men over anyway. "But I must insist that some of our men accompany us to insure the prince's protection."
Quatre looked over at him then, and he stared into those eyes once again thrilled about the deal him and his king had come to, "Are you saying that these lands are unsafe Sheriff Dermil? Have your men not been protecting the lands as they should be?" He turned then accepting his guards help into his carriage and taking a seat, the advisor sitting next to him.
For a moment he was caught, unsure how to answer before he smiled again and followed the two into the carriage sitting across from them. "Of course not your Highness. But we have been having trouble with outlaws lately. I'm sure you've heard the rumors from the local's about a band of thieves who have been stealing from them all and causing problems for the hard working men and women of your care."
He nodded and smiled sweetly at the sheriff. "Iv heard many versions of it. And wish I knew the truth behind it. Perhaps, my good sheriff. You could tell me what you know of these thieves who manage to get away everytime without a trace?"
Dermil leaned forward then and smiled. "Of course your highness. It would be my pleasure. As you see at first they stole only from those passing through the woods, workers, farmers with goods, tradesmen, and nobles of assorted ranks. But then they moved onto more. Not only do they steal from the woods but now have been known to enter towns and rob the people at their homes. They are a most fearsome bunch.
What little we do know is from the basic descriptions some survivors were able to give. There is one with a braid that could be male or female who claims to be a God of Death. And carries a syth. A most fearsome character.
His partner has the fighting style of some of my best trained guardsmen. It is most unsettling to see our own technique used against us.
The last..we presume he is the leader of this little band. Has but one eye from what we see and can disappear and reappear as if by magic. surely he has a deal with a pagan God for such an ability. They are brutal and kill without mercy. When we have them locked up your lands shall be much safer."
"And why have you not caught them yet? Are your men that under trained Sheriff?" The advisor looked at him smugly.
"We have not had the ability to trap them. They manage to escape each time as if they know our plans. And we never know when they shall hit next. It is quiet a problem. But my men and I are working on it constantly."
The prince turned his gaze to the window of the carriage."I think. I've tired myself out for the day. And wish to see my father before I rest."
"But your highness.." Dermil protested. "We have not toured the town as we should have..."
"Enough," The advisor glared "his Highness is tired. And should rest. We will grant you a chance to give him a tour another time." He signaled the carriage to stop and waited for the sheriff to leave.
"Please forgive me Sheriff Dermil. I am quiet tired. I shall see your town another time I promise Thank you for the delightful conversation though. It intrigues me greatly. And good luck at capturing these awful outlaws."
Knowing a dismissal when heard Dermil stepped out of the carriage and bowed to the prince and his advisor. "Have a good day your highness."
Prince Quatre nodded before the carriage moved riding off down the lane.
/And soon young prince I shall be the one giving orders to you/He smiled and turned to his men. "What are you standing around for. Work on finding those outlaws!"