( Oooooo this is a Record for me! two chapters in the span of a week, at
least with this story any way.)
Disclaimer: OH! Is that a price tag. Oh! poo! Its just a candy rapper not that I could afford it if it was!
Journey Of The Heart.
Chapter three:
Audiances
~*~*~/ * \~*~*~
Trowa Barton stroad down the hall to the throne room, speaking momentarily with the gaurds before entering. The King sat in his chair atop a raised platform at the far end of the room.
"Sir barton to what do I owe this visit!"
"M' liesh." He replies giving a low courtly bow. "M' Lord Yuy, requests an audiance with you immidately, your Grace."
" Well then send him in. I am not attending to anything at the moment."
"As you wish; Your Grace, I shall retrive him for you." He bows again and leaves.
:: God I hate serving him.::
The words he spoke came out prittly enough, but in truth he spewed them out in discust. He had no right being King, the only reason the four of them had not killed him yet was because they needed to protect the Sac' Kingdom, and his death may start another war.
They had all once been knights of the Sac realm, and they served it proudly, they still did even now. They missed their glory days as King PeaceCrafts elite, they were the only ones allowed near the princess, assisting the King on meny accounts. But war is tricky business, and their betrayal was the only way they could think to keep the royal family safe, and it worked the Kingdom with the exception of their dear friend and comrade Quatre, saw them as traitors.
When he reached the barrics where his lords guard was staying, he easly found the brown haired young man amongst them. "M'lord...." Yuy turned to him. "... His Grace will see you now." He nodded and started off. Glancing over his shoulder he yelled back.
"See to the preparations for our....."
"Yes M'lord, its best not to keep him waiting, you know how he can get." Yuy nodded and continued on his way.
~*~
Upon his walk meny things crossed the young lord's mind. Mostly of the princess, and how her life rested once again in his hands. :: The only question is am I still capable of dealing with her. She won't trust me the whole kingdom believes me a traitor...........Oh why am I worrieing about this now? Its not like there was ever any thing between us.....
' She was only your betrothed'
....That was only because her father knew I could take care of her......I'm a soldier I feel nothing, I have know need for emotions....
' Keep telling your self that...' The voice in his head startled him, it was a male voice much like his own, but not, unfortunately he didn't get much time to dwel on it.
"Lord Yuy! To what do I owe this pleasure?"
:: He is so pompuse!:: He bowed, "Your Grace, I must ask for your leave." He kept his voice monotoned and nonchalant as ever.
"And why is this?" The King in the same tone ignoring Yuys cold look.
" There has been a large fire at home and I must go and attend to the peoples needs, and the repairs."
"Ah! Well certaintly it can wait for a few days..."
"No! M'leish it can not. With out my garisson your southern border is undefended."
"Oh but the Sac' Kingdom is harmless, they have no intentions of attacking us." This wasn't going the way he had wanted, he gritted his teeth. "But there has been rumors that the Sac' Princess has been kidnapped, perhapse it would be a good idea if you went to meet their search parties, should they request assistance."
"As you wish M' liesh. I shall leave on the marow."
"That will be fine, you are dismissed."
Heero bowed and left. :: It is to bad that you were most likely the one who ordered her capture. ' Who me?' What!:: He stopped for a moment, regaining his composure. :: Who are you and what are you doing in my head? ' What makes you think that I'm someone else and not yourself?' ...........' Hm?' Because I don't have a voice in my head that I talk to. ' Well you do know, don't you?' Oh go away. 'I will for a while but only beacuse I have things to do. For now you can concider me as a kind of guide.' :: It was gone again and he made his way to his room to check on his new and once charge.
~*~
Duos child-hood friend Hilde is leaning over a tub of steaming water, when he enters. Over the side he can see shimmering golden tresses. "Khm." He makes his presance known, Hilde looks up.
"Oh! M'lord you shouldn't be in here......"
"How is she?" He asks, not moving any closer. Of all things he respected a womans chastity, and he did not wish to intrude on hers.
"She is doing alright, M'lord. She has yet to wake, but that is what you wanted when you gave her the seditives......"
"I didn't give them to her, but yes it is much easier to tend to her injuries this way." He stepes over to a chair in the corner, on it lay a traveling gown and soft undergarments. Fingering the material, he thought to himself. What type of transportation would she need? A carrage perhapse, depending on the severity of her injuries.
" M'lord I'm going to have to ask you to leave." He turned to see Hilde holding a towel waiting to take the princess out of the cooling water.
"Oh! Yes of course." He headed toward the door. "When your finished with her bandages find me. I want a full report on how bad her injuries are."
"Yes! M'lord." He nodds, shuting the door slowly as he leaves.
~*~
He turns down the corridor that lead to the courtyard, reaching the stairs he is almost ran over by Duo with an armful of dresses, shoes, and excessories. "What is all this?"
" You said to get her proper clothing. We don't have meny dress shops at home. So....."
"Alright I get the point, but pack it up she needs comfortable clothing for traveling. Get her some soft toed boots, taned leather." Duo nodded, before continueing up the stairs.
~*~
When he reached the courtyard he sattled up his horse, and leaving a message for his knights, headed into town.
In town he rented a carrage to arrive the next moring, figuring that it would be more plesant for her than riding. Then he went into one of the meny fine shops, he didn't know why but he wanted to buy her something, something that said that he wanted to help but after the tenth one he started to get frustrated. :: Why the hell am I doing this? I honestly don't care what she thinks about me. 'It would be easier if she trusted you though wouldn't it?' Get out of my head!:: It was then he came apon it, a feminin dagger. It was of excelent craftmenship, the hilt was bound by a fine blue leather, the cross piece was dove wings spread as if the dove it self was flying down the blade. The blade was of of varulian steel strongest in the land but it was also the lightest, beside it lay an umber colored sheath, worked in to it was a kind of flower sequence.
"Doth M' lord fancie this piece?" The clerk's thickly accented voice questioned as he popped up from behind the counter. Heero cast him a harsh look.
"Yes! How much is it?" The man shrunk back.
"For you M'lord. Should we say.......Six gold and a copper?" Heero picked it up testing its wieght, and strength. When he finally layed down his money the clerk smiled. "Your lady friend will be very please."
"Hn. I'm Sure she will. ' I just hope she doesn't use it on me.' "He mumbles tucking his purchase in his belt, leaving the shop.
~*~*~ / * \~*~*~
The captain of the Sac' guard made his way to Lord Yuy's manor. It was still a good two days ride But he would make it there long before the believed traitors.
:: Oh! I hope we find her in time.:: Quatre pinned over the fate of the princess, he had been getting bits and pieces of her pain over the course of their ride. To him that ment that it must be great pain, if she were near he would have known where to find her already. More importantly though he was worried that perhapse the prince was right and his long time friends wouldn't help him. After all the last time he saw them was when they told him to protect the royal family. When in truth he knew they were also trying to protect him, forfiting their freedom and happyness for the lifes of the royal family. "We will set camp here!" He called to his party.
"Shouldn't we keep going till we find an Inn?" One of the younger in the group asked. He wasn't much younger than Quatre, but he had never seen battel, bloodshed, or felt loss.
" There isn't an Inn for another halfdays journy Eben. Tonight we sleep under the stars." That was all that was said about the matter, no one else questioned, of course the rest of his party were seasoned travelers.
Disclaimer: OH! Is that a price tag. Oh! poo! Its just a candy rapper not that I could afford it if it was!
Journey Of The Heart.
Chapter three:
Audiances
~*~*~/ * \~*~*~
Trowa Barton stroad down the hall to the throne room, speaking momentarily with the gaurds before entering. The King sat in his chair atop a raised platform at the far end of the room.
"Sir barton to what do I owe this visit!"
"M' liesh." He replies giving a low courtly bow. "M' Lord Yuy, requests an audiance with you immidately, your Grace."
" Well then send him in. I am not attending to anything at the moment."
"As you wish; Your Grace, I shall retrive him for you." He bows again and leaves.
:: God I hate serving him.::
The words he spoke came out prittly enough, but in truth he spewed them out in discust. He had no right being King, the only reason the four of them had not killed him yet was because they needed to protect the Sac' Kingdom, and his death may start another war.
They had all once been knights of the Sac realm, and they served it proudly, they still did even now. They missed their glory days as King PeaceCrafts elite, they were the only ones allowed near the princess, assisting the King on meny accounts. But war is tricky business, and their betrayal was the only way they could think to keep the royal family safe, and it worked the Kingdom with the exception of their dear friend and comrade Quatre, saw them as traitors.
When he reached the barrics where his lords guard was staying, he easly found the brown haired young man amongst them. "M'lord...." Yuy turned to him. "... His Grace will see you now." He nodded and started off. Glancing over his shoulder he yelled back.
"See to the preparations for our....."
"Yes M'lord, its best not to keep him waiting, you know how he can get." Yuy nodded and continued on his way.
~*~
Upon his walk meny things crossed the young lord's mind. Mostly of the princess, and how her life rested once again in his hands. :: The only question is am I still capable of dealing with her. She won't trust me the whole kingdom believes me a traitor...........Oh why am I worrieing about this now? Its not like there was ever any thing between us.....
' She was only your betrothed'
....That was only because her father knew I could take care of her......I'm a soldier I feel nothing, I have know need for emotions....
' Keep telling your self that...' The voice in his head startled him, it was a male voice much like his own, but not, unfortunately he didn't get much time to dwel on it.
"Lord Yuy! To what do I owe this pleasure?"
:: He is so pompuse!:: He bowed, "Your Grace, I must ask for your leave." He kept his voice monotoned and nonchalant as ever.
"And why is this?" The King in the same tone ignoring Yuys cold look.
" There has been a large fire at home and I must go and attend to the peoples needs, and the repairs."
"Ah! Well certaintly it can wait for a few days..."
"No! M'leish it can not. With out my garisson your southern border is undefended."
"Oh but the Sac' Kingdom is harmless, they have no intentions of attacking us." This wasn't going the way he had wanted, he gritted his teeth. "But there has been rumors that the Sac' Princess has been kidnapped, perhapse it would be a good idea if you went to meet their search parties, should they request assistance."
"As you wish M' liesh. I shall leave on the marow."
"That will be fine, you are dismissed."
Heero bowed and left. :: It is to bad that you were most likely the one who ordered her capture. ' Who me?' What!:: He stopped for a moment, regaining his composure. :: Who are you and what are you doing in my head? ' What makes you think that I'm someone else and not yourself?' ...........' Hm?' Because I don't have a voice in my head that I talk to. ' Well you do know, don't you?' Oh go away. 'I will for a while but only beacuse I have things to do. For now you can concider me as a kind of guide.' :: It was gone again and he made his way to his room to check on his new and once charge.
~*~
Duos child-hood friend Hilde is leaning over a tub of steaming water, when he enters. Over the side he can see shimmering golden tresses. "Khm." He makes his presance known, Hilde looks up.
"Oh! M'lord you shouldn't be in here......"
"How is she?" He asks, not moving any closer. Of all things he respected a womans chastity, and he did not wish to intrude on hers.
"She is doing alright, M'lord. She has yet to wake, but that is what you wanted when you gave her the seditives......"
"I didn't give them to her, but yes it is much easier to tend to her injuries this way." He stepes over to a chair in the corner, on it lay a traveling gown and soft undergarments. Fingering the material, he thought to himself. What type of transportation would she need? A carrage perhapse, depending on the severity of her injuries.
" M'lord I'm going to have to ask you to leave." He turned to see Hilde holding a towel waiting to take the princess out of the cooling water.
"Oh! Yes of course." He headed toward the door. "When your finished with her bandages find me. I want a full report on how bad her injuries are."
"Yes! M'lord." He nodds, shuting the door slowly as he leaves.
~*~
He turns down the corridor that lead to the courtyard, reaching the stairs he is almost ran over by Duo with an armful of dresses, shoes, and excessories. "What is all this?"
" You said to get her proper clothing. We don't have meny dress shops at home. So....."
"Alright I get the point, but pack it up she needs comfortable clothing for traveling. Get her some soft toed boots, taned leather." Duo nodded, before continueing up the stairs.
~*~
When he reached the courtyard he sattled up his horse, and leaving a message for his knights, headed into town.
In town he rented a carrage to arrive the next moring, figuring that it would be more plesant for her than riding. Then he went into one of the meny fine shops, he didn't know why but he wanted to buy her something, something that said that he wanted to help but after the tenth one he started to get frustrated. :: Why the hell am I doing this? I honestly don't care what she thinks about me. 'It would be easier if she trusted you though wouldn't it?' Get out of my head!:: It was then he came apon it, a feminin dagger. It was of excelent craftmenship, the hilt was bound by a fine blue leather, the cross piece was dove wings spread as if the dove it self was flying down the blade. The blade was of of varulian steel strongest in the land but it was also the lightest, beside it lay an umber colored sheath, worked in to it was a kind of flower sequence.
"Doth M' lord fancie this piece?" The clerk's thickly accented voice questioned as he popped up from behind the counter. Heero cast him a harsh look.
"Yes! How much is it?" The man shrunk back.
"For you M'lord. Should we say.......Six gold and a copper?" Heero picked it up testing its wieght, and strength. When he finally layed down his money the clerk smiled. "Your lady friend will be very please."
"Hn. I'm Sure she will. ' I just hope she doesn't use it on me.' "He mumbles tucking his purchase in his belt, leaving the shop.
~*~*~ / * \~*~*~
The captain of the Sac' guard made his way to Lord Yuy's manor. It was still a good two days ride But he would make it there long before the believed traitors.
:: Oh! I hope we find her in time.:: Quatre pinned over the fate of the princess, he had been getting bits and pieces of her pain over the course of their ride. To him that ment that it must be great pain, if she were near he would have known where to find her already. More importantly though he was worried that perhapse the prince was right and his long time friends wouldn't help him. After all the last time he saw them was when they told him to protect the royal family. When in truth he knew they were also trying to protect him, forfiting their freedom and happyness for the lifes of the royal family. "We will set camp here!" He called to his party.
"Shouldn't we keep going till we find an Inn?" One of the younger in the group asked. He wasn't much younger than Quatre, but he had never seen battel, bloodshed, or felt loss.
" There isn't an Inn for another halfdays journy Eben. Tonight we sleep under the stars." That was all that was said about the matter, no one else questioned, of course the rest of his party were seasoned travelers.