"For anyone to defy the Empress is unthinkable. For the Emperor to do so is unforgivable." (Boharu)
Once upon a time there was a King and a Queen who loved each other very much. They lived in a splendid palace, were rich beyond measure, and were admired by all that knew them. But there was one thing they wanted more than anything in the world: a child. One day, to their joy, the Queen became pregnant and their subjects shared their happiness. This turned to sorrow when the little Prince was born dead. It was discovered that the Queen had been cursed.
The King told her not to be sad, for he would go in search of a cure. He traveled through many lands, sought council from the most learned of men, and searched through numerous ancient tomes for an answer. Just when he had almost given up, he was told of an Old Hermit that had a magic potion which might undo the curse. The King wasted no time in going to the house where he lived. He pleaded for the potion to be given to him, and, as the Hermit knew of his kindness and generosity, did so.
The King gave the potion to the Queen, both hoping that it would work. For the second time a child grew within her womb and for the second time they buried a son. Once again the King went in search of a cure, his heart becoming heavier with each day that passed, until he heard rumor of another potion. It was said to be even more powerful than the first, but that any who sought it would be killed by the fearsome dragon that guarded it.
The King was brave, though, and rode off to the beast's lair. It took all of his skill and cunning, but, after much effort, the dragon was defeated and he had what he desired. When the Queen became with child for a third time they feared another funeral would be held. However, the baby was born alive and well, causing all the kingdom to rejoice. The young Princess was loved by everyone, but none held her dearer in their hearts than her parents. Finally, after so much grief, they had found happiness. Alas, it soon came to an end when their daughter grew ill and no physician, no matter how hard they tried, could aid her. The King promised the Queen that he would not rest until the curse was broken, leaving her for a third time to find a solution to her plight.
While her husband was gone a Magician, having heard of all that had transpired, came to the court. He told the Queen that he knew how to make another potion that, even though it held no cure, would ensure that their kingdom prospered forever in exchange for a great sacrifice. She agreed, but the Magician persuaded her to not tell the King, for he would not understand. Unbeknownst to them the most loyal of his knights sent word to his lord, who returned home with all haste and reproached the Queen for her decision. He demanded that she order the Magician to undo his work.
The Queen refused, urging the King to consider all the good that the potion brought. He would not listen, instead raising a great army to stop her and the Magician by force. So she gathered her own and went to war with the King. The fighting lasted for many months until, at last, her husband was defeated. Every last one of his men were put to death, but she could not bear to do the same to him. Instead she sent him to a far away land to live with his misery. But sometimes, when she was alone, the Queen cried, because although she still had the love of her people, it paled in comparison to his own.
[these notes were written sometime before]
I decided to rewrite the "Ancient Fairytale" based off of my AU. I've really grown to love Boharu and thought it would be nice to include him my own version of the in-game text, the last line of which is referenced from the original document. I hope you all enjoy. Please leave a review if you do.
[Notes:]
*The series title is inspired by Tom Chaplin
