Title: All for Serenitatus, chapter three
Author: diamondflame :-D
Disclaimer: Pretty much everything is original, but in case it feels necessary to incorporate some of TP's ideas somewhere, anything you recognize, and the name Arianne, :-D do not belong to me.
A.N. sorry its been so long, I have so much work and I'm already in the middle of a bunch of pieces. Hope you enjoy this and please review!! It would seriously make my day!! Also, I apologize for making Arianne golden haired...that's a stretch she's just a pure blonde. Hehehe :-P ( jk jk, just thought it sounded pretty!!)
Chapter Three
"Wow," Arianne said in shock, breaking the silence encircling the room. She shook her head, at a lack for words. "Wow."
"Yeah." Erin began, but could not continue.
"I knew something like this was coming.but never fully believed it.are you positive? It could just be that, you know, he's tired of the war too, he wants peace just as badly as we do.?"
"Arianne," Kerry spoke gently, "While he may desire peace, it is Serenitatus that he is more determined for. Trust me, we're sure. We heard it from his men themselves."
"But how?"
"We aren't as important as you, we don't have the fame or money.we often slip by unnoticed. Last week, you'll remember, was frigid; while on our journey home we found we had no choice but to stop at a pub. They were there, his men, among many other frozen travelers." Kerry shivered at the mere memory.
"Blundering fools, they were," cut in Erin, more blatantly. "Men of any king should know better than to drink whilst on an important, however treasonous mission, however treacherous their king may be. Even so, we were the only ones to hear, I'm sure. At least, we were the only one's who were sober."
"They started out mildly enough," Kerry continued, "saying how they were off to Serenitatus to fetch the princess for marriage to Prince Schulyer. Then, one spoke a sentence I will likely remember for the rest of my life, as it bore such perfidious meaning: 'As though that's what he's really after. Everyone knows he's only searching for victory, and the only thing he's after is the kingdom of Serenitatus,' he said drunkenly laughing."
"And after that we had no choice but to change our route and come straight here, to you, in hopes of warning you before it was too late. We see now, that it is, but we still must do something, the question remaining is.what?"
Arianne had made her way over to the her cherished bay window, decked with lavender cushions, a perfect place to cuddle with a loved, worn favorite old book. She looked out at her country, its seasonally nearly emerald covering decked out in snow: a wrinkleless blanket tucking in the peaks of village huts for a cold winter's night. Merry lights shone from each window, surely celebrating that soon their loved ones would be home for good. An occasional morning dove twittered, an occasional horse drawn carriage drove through the lane, but otherwise the community was wrapped in silence, whatever sounds muffled by the flurry. This was the home she had grown up in, the place she treasured more than any other. She could not, would not let it be put in danger. She had a duty, one she could not ignore, and yet, the marriage was inevitable. Turning back to her waiting friends as a plan began to form in her mind, she spoke slowly, with a determined gleam to her eye.
"Kerry.does Lord Schulyer have any idea what I look like?"
"There is a portrait to be made to send to him, I am sure. It is traditional to do so when there is a marriage of such significance," Kerry answered, somewhat confused, "but I do not think he would know otherwise."
"And what will he see first, the portrait, or me?"
"The portrait will most likely proceed you, sort of like a pre- wedding gift."
"And Erin, you are somewhat of an artist yourself, are you not?"
"Well," Erin replied modestly, blushing. "I like to draw."
"I have seen your illustrations, Erin, they are as good as any royal artisan. This said, I would be honored if you would draw my portrait that is to be sent to Schulyer. Only, if you wouldn't be so exact in this depiction."
"Arianne," Kerry cut in. "I see where you are going with this; it will never work. Who exactly-"
"And why won't it? I will leave from here, but someone else will intercept partially there and become Princess Arianne. Whoever knows me or has seen me before and is with us, we will somehow dispose of. And when we get there, the only thing he will have to compare me to is the portrait, which in truth is not of me but of." she trailed off, raising her eyes to meet those of the person whose acceptance determined the success of the mission.
Disclaimer: Pretty much everything is original, but in case it feels necessary to incorporate some of TP's ideas somewhere, anything you recognize, and the name Arianne, :-D do not belong to me.
A.N. sorry its been so long, I have so much work and I'm already in the middle of a bunch of pieces. Hope you enjoy this and please review!! It would seriously make my day!! Also, I apologize for making Arianne golden haired...that's a stretch she's just a pure blonde. Hehehe :-P ( jk jk, just thought it sounded pretty!!)
Chapter Three
"Wow," Arianne said in shock, breaking the silence encircling the room. She shook her head, at a lack for words. "Wow."
"Yeah." Erin began, but could not continue.
"I knew something like this was coming.but never fully believed it.are you positive? It could just be that, you know, he's tired of the war too, he wants peace just as badly as we do.?"
"Arianne," Kerry spoke gently, "While he may desire peace, it is Serenitatus that he is more determined for. Trust me, we're sure. We heard it from his men themselves."
"But how?"
"We aren't as important as you, we don't have the fame or money.we often slip by unnoticed. Last week, you'll remember, was frigid; while on our journey home we found we had no choice but to stop at a pub. They were there, his men, among many other frozen travelers." Kerry shivered at the mere memory.
"Blundering fools, they were," cut in Erin, more blatantly. "Men of any king should know better than to drink whilst on an important, however treasonous mission, however treacherous their king may be. Even so, we were the only ones to hear, I'm sure. At least, we were the only one's who were sober."
"They started out mildly enough," Kerry continued, "saying how they were off to Serenitatus to fetch the princess for marriage to Prince Schulyer. Then, one spoke a sentence I will likely remember for the rest of my life, as it bore such perfidious meaning: 'As though that's what he's really after. Everyone knows he's only searching for victory, and the only thing he's after is the kingdom of Serenitatus,' he said drunkenly laughing."
"And after that we had no choice but to change our route and come straight here, to you, in hopes of warning you before it was too late. We see now, that it is, but we still must do something, the question remaining is.what?"
Arianne had made her way over to the her cherished bay window, decked with lavender cushions, a perfect place to cuddle with a loved, worn favorite old book. She looked out at her country, its seasonally nearly emerald covering decked out in snow: a wrinkleless blanket tucking in the peaks of village huts for a cold winter's night. Merry lights shone from each window, surely celebrating that soon their loved ones would be home for good. An occasional morning dove twittered, an occasional horse drawn carriage drove through the lane, but otherwise the community was wrapped in silence, whatever sounds muffled by the flurry. This was the home she had grown up in, the place she treasured more than any other. She could not, would not let it be put in danger. She had a duty, one she could not ignore, and yet, the marriage was inevitable. Turning back to her waiting friends as a plan began to form in her mind, she spoke slowly, with a determined gleam to her eye.
"Kerry.does Lord Schulyer have any idea what I look like?"
"There is a portrait to be made to send to him, I am sure. It is traditional to do so when there is a marriage of such significance," Kerry answered, somewhat confused, "but I do not think he would know otherwise."
"And what will he see first, the portrait, or me?"
"The portrait will most likely proceed you, sort of like a pre- wedding gift."
"And Erin, you are somewhat of an artist yourself, are you not?"
"Well," Erin replied modestly, blushing. "I like to draw."
"I have seen your illustrations, Erin, they are as good as any royal artisan. This said, I would be honored if you would draw my portrait that is to be sent to Schulyer. Only, if you wouldn't be so exact in this depiction."
"Arianne," Kerry cut in. "I see where you are going with this; it will never work. Who exactly-"
"And why won't it? I will leave from here, but someone else will intercept partially there and become Princess Arianne. Whoever knows me or has seen me before and is with us, we will somehow dispose of. And when we get there, the only thing he will have to compare me to is the portrait, which in truth is not of me but of." she trailed off, raising her eyes to meet those of the person whose acceptance determined the success of the mission.