Chapter Three: So Not Fair!
Anzu's POV:
Sleeping with Atemu was the LAST thing I ever wanted to do. I didn't even want to know him and they were forcing me to sleep in the same bed as he was!
"What's wrong?" Atemu asked me.
"Nothing's wrong," I snapped at him.
"You're not happy." He told me.
You tell me that like I didn't know that myself,
"Whatever," I really said, walking into the room. I might as well get to know the room, since I had to live here.
The bed was very comfortable. It felt like you were flying on a carpet or something.
I would love this bed if I wasn't sleeping next to him in it!
"Atemu, my son!" Came the powerful voice of my fiancee's father. I rolled my eyes and put all my weight onto the wall. "How are you?"
That question was pointed at me. I stared blankly at the King, refusing to answer. The King just shrugged and turned his attention back to his beloved son. I didn't see what was so great about him, or his son.
"Princess Anzu's parents left just a minute ago," The King started. I didn't hear the rest. I darted out of the room after the King had said "left". I ran to the nearest window and saw their carriage drawing out of the palace gates. My face dropped.
"Anzu, may I speak with you?" Akunumkanon asked me.
"It depends," I snapped. "What do you want to talk about?"
I ended up going with him. He locked the doors behind him so Atemu couldn't hear us.
"There are matters we must discuss." Akunumkanon was now very serious. "Your parents told me that you've been brought up like a knight; having math lessons, reading lessons, sword lessons, and so on."
"And…?" I said. "What's wrong with that?"
"You will stop all these lessons now."
"WHAT?"
"It's not done by princesses."
"I DON'T CARE IF TREES DO IT, I WAS BROUGHT UP LEARNING THESE THINGS AND IT'S ALL I HAVE NOW. EVERYTHING ELSE HAS BEEN RIPPED OUT FORM UNDERNEATH ME LIKE A PLANK!"
"It must be done. You will now learn ediquette and embroidery."
"I know all of that stuff already! Why do you think my parents started teaching me other things?"
"It is our law."
"You can't keep me from doing it. What if I refuse?"
"You will be stripped from all freedoms."
"I didn't want to come here in the first place! I can't believe this place! It's so dreary here, it's always so gloomy! I've been here five minutes and I'm tired of it! Why can't people just be happy?" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "I need a ride. I'm going out. I'll find my own way." I sneered as the king, not caring about anything but fresh air. I whipped around and stomped out.
He's making me quit all my teachings. I was taught math, sword play, to read and write, and many other things! He can't just force me to stop! It's so cruel! I thought as I found my way to the stables.
In the stables there were three servants. They rushed to me and began trying to help me.
"I'm just going to look around, okay?" I told them after much frustration. I wandered around the stables looking for a horse I might like. There were none who caught my attention. So I went outside to check in the fields. In my country, there were plenty of horses in the fields. It gives them more air.
There was one horse in the fields, and he seemed to be favoring his back hind leg. I approached him with caution. He was about two times bigger than I was and didn't look very friendly at all. He stiffened his legs as he watched me walk as slowly as I could. As I was I was softly clicking my tongue and talking in a low voice as not to scare him. He reared up at one point, so I stopped moving forward, thinking he was frightened of me. I stayed where I was, as silent as a mouse, and waited. He stared at me and began reaching his head out to touch me. I held my palms outward to show I wasn't holding anything and let him sniff my hands.
"His name is Tsuyoi(1)."
Atemu again.
"He was a war-horse until he bust his leg open. He had to retire after that. But he's usually not so friendly. He snaps even at me…."
"I'm not you." I hissed back. I ran my hand slowly around Tsuyoi, measuring his height and strength. It was true that his leg had been cut severely open; the scar was still plain on his leg.
"No one can ride him now, he doesn't have the strength. You're going to have to pick another horse." Atemu decided. I growled deep inside my throat. Atemu went on. "Dinner will be served in two hours in the dining hall. You must come."
With that he left. I sighed, knowing I was expected to follow him once again. I rubbed Tsuyoi's neck and decided one thing:
This horse was going to be mine.
THE END!
Can anyone tell me what Rebecca's Japanese name is? I need it for this fic, and I can't find it! Thanks!
Tsuyoi: Mighty
