Sorry I haven't updated in like forever. I will try to do better from now... ok from tomorrow
Zachary stared at the empty space in front of him. Six days until the wedding. Six bloody days until his doom. Eleven servants bustled around him placing pins her and there on his bridle clothing, many nodding in approval. He knew he should be smiling, happy as ever. But life doesn't work like that. It never did. Soon all the nobles would be arriving, and he, Zachary, would have to watch his back. There was an old tradition he must follow on the day of his wedding. Many people from all over would come to his door step, asking all different types of questions, and, he would have to pick one. He wondered how this might work, he had never seen it been done, or done it before. "Sir? Captain Mapstone is here to see you"
"Thank-you Fastion. Tell her I will meet her in my study."
Zachary motioned the servants to start undressing him; he didn't fell like skipping around in his wedding clothes.
Karigan watched as the last of the new riders led their horses back into the stables. Most of them were getting very good at riding however some were terrible; she had felt like laughing many times during the lesson. She looked up at the castle, now decked in purple and silver, the colours picked for the royal wedding. Grrr... Royal wedding my ass. Karigan let the thought drop, or more like made it drop. She sighed, she couldn't help it. She was in love, nothing she thought or said could change that. However nothing she thought or said could stop the wedding. She kicked at a tuft of grass near her foot; it really wasn't fair how she had to stay for the wedding. It would surely kill her. What she needed was a holiday or at least a break. Why was that so hard to ask for?
The wind blasted on my back. Somewhere in the distance a bell began to toll the 12 hour. I smiled to myself; Lhanan would not like me staying up late. I turned my head, closing my eyes, "There is an inn far up the street". Three shadows nodded, almost in unison, one, the tallest, spoke "that's good; however I could go all night..." the smallest stifled a laugh. "You know we promised that we would rest." We all moved on, our feet padding softly on the cobble stones.
Laren sat in the king's study; she had just finished telling him about Karigans latest and scariest adventures. His mouth hung open, frozen in horror, "sh-she told you all that? One of my riders is getting visited by a god, and I'm the last to know?" Laren cocked her head, "ok, I know why you're trying to be protective, but, this is her life. Don't you think she didn't tell you for a reason?" "Well... she is in the king's rider service..." "What... are saying you own her?" her voice rose dangerously. Zachary shook his head vigorously; he hadn't meant it like that. "This is useless, I must see her!" "No Zachary, you're the last thing she needs." That unfortunately was not true, she probably needed him most, but that could not happen. "Sorry Laren but I've got a meeting." He stood and walked out, leaving laren behind.
Soo... know it isn't long but i hardly have time. By the way, Lhanan is a person, an oc. You'll understand in later chapters.