YAY! Another chapter! I'm so happy!
Malik: she's about halfway through!
Yep! I got big plans for this fic, but I need y'all to review!
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Samus watched the dreary figures of the dance throughout the night. She must have danced with every man in Altea. Occasionally she would see Marth looking over at her over the shoulder of another woman. This was much to the woman's annoyance and it amused Samus to see Marth's jealousy of whichever man she was dancing with at the current moment.
Some of the people made her uncomfortable and she wanted to run away now more than ever. Some men would ask her strange questions and though she tried not to listen, they still hurt her heart. One young man had managed to begin a conversation with her. This greatly annoyed Samus. He asked her about Marth and about the Sheikans. Samus didn't like the way he talked about her people and at last, the song had ended and Marth came to her rescue.
"Are you having a good time?" he asked casually.
Samus frowned, but she didn't say anything.
"Have people been saying things to you?" asked Marth, seeing the offended look in her eyes.
"Yes." She finally said. "I am actually quite tired and would like to be excused." She said this formally.
"But won't you please stay just a little longer?" pleaded Marth. "May I at least have one more dance with you?"
Samus sighed. "Just one."
The music began to play once again as Marth took her into his arms. He was the best dancer of them all. The best part about him was that he never asked questions while Samus was trying to concentrate on her steps. The dance went smoothly despite Samus' aching feet and at last, it was over.
Marth looked into her eyes and kissed her cheek before bowing to her and being ushered away by Zelda into the endless figures of the dance. Samus was free at last. She turned and began to walk away. She was at the exit when she saw Peach.
"Samus," Peach began as they began to walk back to Samus' rooms. "How was the dance? Please tell me. I'm only a servant to Altea, so I was only allowed to dance when I wasn't waiting on someone."
Samus turned to her and smiled. "You're lucky." She said. "The dance was boring and tiring. You wouldn't have liked it anyway."
"I wouldn't know." Continued Peach. "I've never really been to a dance so that I could dance; I was only there to serve the guests."
Samus sighed and Peach could tell that she was tired. They walked back to Samus' rooms in silence. When at last they were there, Samus plopped onto her bed, desperate to stay awake. Peach walked in as well and Samus told her that she may spend the night in the room opposite her. Peach was grateful to be able to sleep where only royals often did and fell immediately to sleep.
No matter how hard Samus tried to keep herself awake, she couldn't. She couldn't even keep her eyes open. And thus she fell into a deep slumber. She was later awoken by the howling of a dog outside her window. She woke with a jolt as she heard it, but as she listened to its mournful howl, she realized that it was not a Houndoom. She almost let herself fall back to sleep when she realized what she had been planning to do.
She stumbled out of bed and walked over to her nightstand where she lit some candles. She picked up a piece of paper and began to write on it:
Dear Peach,
I'm sorry that our last time together had to be so meaningless. I will miss you when I'm gone. Please do not look for me. I am very distressed at heart right now and do not need anyone to worry for me. Please tell no one that I am gone until his Highness asks of it.
I'll miss you,
Samus
With that she wrapped the letter in an envelope that she had previously acquired and walked over into Peach's room to set the note in her hands. After which, she returned to write another letter to Marth. She thought about writing one to Zelda to tell her that she despised her for her betrayal, but in the end she decided that it was meaningless. Her note to Marth was dreary and weak, but it would have to do and so she walked out of her room, toward his.
She could see guards outside his door and didn't want to risk being caught, so she went an opposite route. She found herself to be in the throne room and right outside it, in the receiving hall, she could still hear the dreary dancing of Altea's people. She stepped toward the throne carefully and silently and when she was there, she left her letter to Marth in its cushion.
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She made her way out quickly, only stopping to change her clothes and fetch her horse. She was distressed. When at last she took MoonChild, SunChild made a whimper in her direction. It was as if the horses were trying to calm her. It apparently didn't work however, for she rode off on MoonChild's back anyway. Hot tears streamed down her face as she remembered all the pain that had befallen her in recent times. She wanted to return to her people's lands and be able to heal on her own time. She didn't need a prince to do that.
She galloped over the hills at a fast pace on MoonChild as the back stallion's mane and tail whipped in the wind. She had never ridden such a fast horse in her life. The wind rushed through her hair and for once, she felt at peace. She had to admit that she had never really liked being a princess and that she would have given anything to be able to run away when she was younger. Things were different now and she had finally come to the realization of how much her past life had really meant to her. Now she only felt alone.
She rode for hours with her thoughts in silence when she could see the pale morning sky. In the distance, she could see Hyrule's boundaries. She would rest on their fertile grounds, but would not stay. When at last she reached them, she fell to the ground from her horse and MoonChild rested beside her as if to shield her from all the dangers that were bestowing upon her life. She slept in peace.
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Marth awoke late in the morning to find his ministers discussing what seemed to be an important matter within the throne room. He came to rest in the familiar chair and made a gesture to the lot of them, "what seems to be wrong?"
"Your Highness," one of them began, "we have received a note from our beloved Sheikan. It seems that she is no longer within our boundaries."
"What?" Marth's voice thundered through the hall and most of the ministers trembled in the wake of it.
"She is no longer here." Said an older and wiser minister. "She has run away. She is not ours, you must understand. She is being buried alive in her own grief. You can do nothing but accept it."
Marth growled in his throat. Had he been king, he would have the minister beheaded, but he was not. The ministers were above Marth and below the king. Marth hated the arrangements, but in the end decided that Samus had chosen by her own will, not to return. He would find her and tell her that he loved her. He would not lock her away, but he would try to help her. Then he remembered SunChild and MoonChild. He had given MoonChild to her and he was certain that she had taken his beloved stallion. If that was so and if the legends were true, he would find her in a matter of days.
Marth stood up. "I will be leaving now. Send word to my father." With that he made his way back to his rooms and gathered all that he would need. He then made his way to the royal stables. Nothing would stop him. He looked around to see SunChild, her pure white mane and tail flowing in the wind from the open door. She seemed inpatient for something.
Marth approached her slowly. She glared at him. He began to undo the lock on the door of her stall, but before he could get it off, SunChild had jumped the gate. She seemed to fly out of the open door, but before she left, she gazed at Marth with dreary eyes. Samus must return on her own will. Marth seemed to hear a voice in his head before the mare galloped away into the afternoon sun. As Marth ran after her, he could see nothing. He collapsed after running nearly a mile and was later found by his servants.
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Samus made her way deep into the undergrowth of the landscape of Hyrule. She had hardly ever traveled here before and from the looks of it, neither had the natives of the country. The sun was setting over the western mountains; the Houndrin Mountains. She rode alongside them, but daren't cross over into their dark boundries. They say that Houne knew everything that happened within his own boundaries and Samus did not want him to know of her presence.
MoonChild seemed to notion toward them as if there was something within the land that Samus might need. Samus ignored him and continued to ride alongside the dark hills. When the sun was gone at last, Samus stopped the black stallion so as to make camp. She slept restlessly, her sleep filled with dreams that become nightmare. She awoke to see the pale morning sky and to smell the scents of a brand new day. That was when she heard the whinny of a mare and could see Sun Child in the distance.
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sorry about the shortness.
Malik: that's ok!
Alex: no it's not!
*sigh* I need reviews!
Alex: REVIEW!
Malik: she's about halfway through!
Yep! I got big plans for this fic, but I need y'all to review!
~@~@~@~@~
Samus watched the dreary figures of the dance throughout the night. She must have danced with every man in Altea. Occasionally she would see Marth looking over at her over the shoulder of another woman. This was much to the woman's annoyance and it amused Samus to see Marth's jealousy of whichever man she was dancing with at the current moment.
Some of the people made her uncomfortable and she wanted to run away now more than ever. Some men would ask her strange questions and though she tried not to listen, they still hurt her heart. One young man had managed to begin a conversation with her. This greatly annoyed Samus. He asked her about Marth and about the Sheikans. Samus didn't like the way he talked about her people and at last, the song had ended and Marth came to her rescue.
"Are you having a good time?" he asked casually.
Samus frowned, but she didn't say anything.
"Have people been saying things to you?" asked Marth, seeing the offended look in her eyes.
"Yes." She finally said. "I am actually quite tired and would like to be excused." She said this formally.
"But won't you please stay just a little longer?" pleaded Marth. "May I at least have one more dance with you?"
Samus sighed. "Just one."
The music began to play once again as Marth took her into his arms. He was the best dancer of them all. The best part about him was that he never asked questions while Samus was trying to concentrate on her steps. The dance went smoothly despite Samus' aching feet and at last, it was over.
Marth looked into her eyes and kissed her cheek before bowing to her and being ushered away by Zelda into the endless figures of the dance. Samus was free at last. She turned and began to walk away. She was at the exit when she saw Peach.
"Samus," Peach began as they began to walk back to Samus' rooms. "How was the dance? Please tell me. I'm only a servant to Altea, so I was only allowed to dance when I wasn't waiting on someone."
Samus turned to her and smiled. "You're lucky." She said. "The dance was boring and tiring. You wouldn't have liked it anyway."
"I wouldn't know." Continued Peach. "I've never really been to a dance so that I could dance; I was only there to serve the guests."
Samus sighed and Peach could tell that she was tired. They walked back to Samus' rooms in silence. When at last they were there, Samus plopped onto her bed, desperate to stay awake. Peach walked in as well and Samus told her that she may spend the night in the room opposite her. Peach was grateful to be able to sleep where only royals often did and fell immediately to sleep.
No matter how hard Samus tried to keep herself awake, she couldn't. She couldn't even keep her eyes open. And thus she fell into a deep slumber. She was later awoken by the howling of a dog outside her window. She woke with a jolt as she heard it, but as she listened to its mournful howl, she realized that it was not a Houndoom. She almost let herself fall back to sleep when she realized what she had been planning to do.
She stumbled out of bed and walked over to her nightstand where she lit some candles. She picked up a piece of paper and began to write on it:
Dear Peach,
I'm sorry that our last time together had to be so meaningless. I will miss you when I'm gone. Please do not look for me. I am very distressed at heart right now and do not need anyone to worry for me. Please tell no one that I am gone until his Highness asks of it.
I'll miss you,
Samus
With that she wrapped the letter in an envelope that she had previously acquired and walked over into Peach's room to set the note in her hands. After which, she returned to write another letter to Marth. She thought about writing one to Zelda to tell her that she despised her for her betrayal, but in the end she decided that it was meaningless. Her note to Marth was dreary and weak, but it would have to do and so she walked out of her room, toward his.
She could see guards outside his door and didn't want to risk being caught, so she went an opposite route. She found herself to be in the throne room and right outside it, in the receiving hall, she could still hear the dreary dancing of Altea's people. She stepped toward the throne carefully and silently and when she was there, she left her letter to Marth in its cushion.
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She made her way out quickly, only stopping to change her clothes and fetch her horse. She was distressed. When at last she took MoonChild, SunChild made a whimper in her direction. It was as if the horses were trying to calm her. It apparently didn't work however, for she rode off on MoonChild's back anyway. Hot tears streamed down her face as she remembered all the pain that had befallen her in recent times. She wanted to return to her people's lands and be able to heal on her own time. She didn't need a prince to do that.
She galloped over the hills at a fast pace on MoonChild as the back stallion's mane and tail whipped in the wind. She had never ridden such a fast horse in her life. The wind rushed through her hair and for once, she felt at peace. She had to admit that she had never really liked being a princess and that she would have given anything to be able to run away when she was younger. Things were different now and she had finally come to the realization of how much her past life had really meant to her. Now she only felt alone.
She rode for hours with her thoughts in silence when she could see the pale morning sky. In the distance, she could see Hyrule's boundaries. She would rest on their fertile grounds, but would not stay. When at last she reached them, she fell to the ground from her horse and MoonChild rested beside her as if to shield her from all the dangers that were bestowing upon her life. She slept in peace.
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Marth awoke late in the morning to find his ministers discussing what seemed to be an important matter within the throne room. He came to rest in the familiar chair and made a gesture to the lot of them, "what seems to be wrong?"
"Your Highness," one of them began, "we have received a note from our beloved Sheikan. It seems that she is no longer within our boundaries."
"What?" Marth's voice thundered through the hall and most of the ministers trembled in the wake of it.
"She is no longer here." Said an older and wiser minister. "She has run away. She is not ours, you must understand. She is being buried alive in her own grief. You can do nothing but accept it."
Marth growled in his throat. Had he been king, he would have the minister beheaded, but he was not. The ministers were above Marth and below the king. Marth hated the arrangements, but in the end decided that Samus had chosen by her own will, not to return. He would find her and tell her that he loved her. He would not lock her away, but he would try to help her. Then he remembered SunChild and MoonChild. He had given MoonChild to her and he was certain that she had taken his beloved stallion. If that was so and if the legends were true, he would find her in a matter of days.
Marth stood up. "I will be leaving now. Send word to my father." With that he made his way back to his rooms and gathered all that he would need. He then made his way to the royal stables. Nothing would stop him. He looked around to see SunChild, her pure white mane and tail flowing in the wind from the open door. She seemed inpatient for something.
Marth approached her slowly. She glared at him. He began to undo the lock on the door of her stall, but before he could get it off, SunChild had jumped the gate. She seemed to fly out of the open door, but before she left, she gazed at Marth with dreary eyes. Samus must return on her own will. Marth seemed to hear a voice in his head before the mare galloped away into the afternoon sun. As Marth ran after her, he could see nothing. He collapsed after running nearly a mile and was later found by his servants.
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Samus made her way deep into the undergrowth of the landscape of Hyrule. She had hardly ever traveled here before and from the looks of it, neither had the natives of the country. The sun was setting over the western mountains; the Houndrin Mountains. She rode alongside them, but daren't cross over into their dark boundries. They say that Houne knew everything that happened within his own boundaries and Samus did not want him to know of her presence.
MoonChild seemed to notion toward them as if there was something within the land that Samus might need. Samus ignored him and continued to ride alongside the dark hills. When the sun was gone at last, Samus stopped the black stallion so as to make camp. She slept restlessly, her sleep filled with dreams that become nightmare. She awoke to see the pale morning sky and to smell the scents of a brand new day. That was when she heard the whinny of a mare and could see Sun Child in the distance.
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sorry about the shortness.
Malik: that's ok!
Alex: no it's not!
*sigh* I need reviews!
Alex: REVIEW!