When I met You
By: rin-ciacco
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A/N: Gah! I'm supposed to be studying for some big physics test but I don't feel like it. My school is very evil, to the point that ignoring it will be the wisest choice. Of course they're not supposed to know that so don't tell.
I'm having a very hard time thinking of what should happen next cause I'm not a romantic but I'm trying my best. Really. If only my determination can be transferred to that physics test. Sigh.
Hector does not belong to me… (Soon he will be…soon…insert evil laugh…)
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"Friends we have gathered here to celebrate a victory yet again of our forces against enemies." King Priam announced in front of the militia.
The most important men in Troy were present. The grand chancellor and the generals, everyone. Something was up Hector sensed it. His father never invited them all to just announce a victory.
"It is with great pride that this victory was achieved by none other than my son, Prince Hector!"
Hector stood up to acknowledge his father's praise.
His father motioned for him to come nearer to the throne.
"Son you have brought many honors to our great country."
"Thank you father."
"With all that you gave now it is time for you to receive." His father held his shoulders and proudly beamed at the crowd. "To all of you I announce my son's engagement to the Princess of Leruth. " His father smiled at him.
Hector smiled back. "Thank you father."
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Hector was not a typical warrior, sure he had a knack for it but that doesn't mean he likes it.
He was forced to train at such a young age, as all his other brothers did. Their master had noticed his potential and at the young age of 14 he found himself leading armies on a never- ending quest. He never understood the point, their kingdom was large but to them never enough. He gave up on trying to make sense out of anything, so long ago he decided that he would only follow orders.
After 8 years his opinion of war never changed. Killing people wasn't the kind of thing he enjoys. Every night he is plagued by the voices of the men he slew. They were calling for him. Waiting at the other end of the River Styx.
This night the souls were particularly persistent. Each were chanting his name, taunting him, and telling him that someday he will find himself on that same bank they were in.
Hector woke up in a sweat. "Stupid dreams." It was almost dawn. He stood up and walked over the balcony. He decided to take his mind off the horrifying dream. His thoughts strayed to the engagement. His father was a brilliant tactician. Leruthian archers were the best in the world. His father was sealing a deal, he would marry the princess and Troy has yet again gained a powerful army. The King of Leruthu probably thought of his country as well, his kingdom is slowly disintegrating help was needed.
Sigh. 'I guess the Princess is just like me. Always obedient. I just hope that she'll be nice. Of course beautiful.'
Hector waited for the rising sun.
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Hector is a guy, so don't call him superficial. Admit it beauty DOES matter. (Sad fact but as I said it is a fact.)
To zagato: Thanks for the review and thanks for the advice I enabled the anonymous reviews. Thanks again! XD