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Her Answer
The Prince was relieved when they were dismissed by the Queen, and promptly went to his bedroom to change out of the frilly and stiff clothes he was forced into to take the photos. Lyon had to rush to catch up with him, but he still didn't slow down, he really wanted to put his usual and comfortable clothes back on.
He swung his door open, leaving an amused Lyon outside to guard his door while he changed, and took out a clean pair of clothes that he would be able to move around. After changing, he grabbed his weapon from its place by his bed and exited his room.
"Lyon, do you want to spar?" Because he knew after he did, the rest of his day would be controlled by his little sister. He didn't have to do any studies today because of the photos, so he had the free time to spare anyways.
"Yeah, sounds like fun." So the two walked to the outside court where people trained and sparred with each other to get some practice in. Lyon would still be guarding the Prince, in a way, since he was still in her sight but other knights and guards would also have to be on the lookout since she would be slightly distracted at beating the Prince.
He was strong, she admitted, but Lyon had been training much longer than he had.
He may one day be able to beat her in a fight.
***
The sparring caused both friends to get tired, both panting and sweating, and when the Prince finally admitted defeat, the two went back inside the castle and went straight to the kitchens to grab some water and food to replenish their strength.
When the two got that out of the way, and were just walking around the castle to stretch out their sore legs, that was when the Princess found them, and kidnapped the Prince so he could be her toy.
After that even more tiring experience, Frey was grateful that dinner was over, and night was upon them. The temperature had cooled considerably, and he enjoyed the cool air, it being the only thing that kept the sluggish Prince awake until he reached his bedroom.
Once at the door, Frey looked at the almost equally tired Lyon that stood behind him, even though she was tired she looked like could take on anyone if she had to. How she put up such a front, he wouldn't know, but his foggy mind and sore body just wanted sleep.
"Goodnight Lyon." He nodded to her, and entered his bedroom like a person who'd rather fall asleep on the marble floors then and there.
Lyon bid him goodnight before he had his door fully closed, then she made her walked down the hallway to where her bedroom was at.
She opened her door and walked into her somewhat spacious room, and put her sword down, leaning it against the wall while she changed into her pajamas. She lay on her bed covers when she was done, and stared at the ceiling, thinking of the answer she promised the Prince.
It was actually a little tricky, seeing as she didn't remember anything before she had been with nether gate. She knew her age, but from lack of birthdays over the years one would eventually forget. Hell, she didn't even know her real name, seeing as she had received two new ones throughout her short life.
Her second name had been given to her by Nether Gate, where she was supposed to be a heartless killing machine. That had been 'Mismar' and she was glad to be rid of that name. If Ferid hadn't saved her from that life, she'd probably be sneaking into someone's home right now to kill them.
Yes, that person was gone. And she was grateful for it.
The name she received after was her current one, the one that she would keep for the rest of her life. She wouldn't allow anyone to take that name from her, and give her another. Unless it was at the request of the Prince or there Majesties.
That's when Lyon thought of an answer - she may have not remembered her true birthday, but she did remember the day she became Lyon, and that was what she would tell Prince Frey.
***
"Really? That was the day before I met you." Frey said, pondering the answer Lyon had given him. He didn't question the oddity of it, he was just happy to finally receive an answer.
And now that he had an answer, he could finalize the plans he had been coming up with since he asked her when her birthday was - even though it had only been since yesterday. It was lucky he had asked her, because her birthday was coming up soon.
"Hmm." He'd have to talk to his parents about being allowed to throw a small party for Lyon. Hopefully they would be able to use the throne room, like they did for his and Lym's parties.
A major difference between their parties, and how Lyon's party was going to be was that no snobby nobles would be around trying to see how they can get money from the Royal Family, favors being done for them by the Queen, or nobles with children they would try and get him or Lym to marry in the future.
Knowing his parents, they would allow him to use the throne room for this event, considering they thought of Lyon like their own child, in a way.
The guests shouldn't be too hard, seeing as the Prince knew who Lyon considered friends.
A problem, of course, would be keeping this a secret from Lyon, since he was hardly ever without her.
A major problem would definitely be finding out what she would like as a gift, and buying that gift for her.
He could send one of the servants to go out and buy the gift for him when he thought of something to give her. If he couldn't get it done himself. That reminded him of another thing he had to ask his parents: a day where he and Lyon could go into town shopping, without Little Lym.
Because if Little Lym did go with them, he would distract him with things she thought was pretty or would like, even drag him off to various places to either play or dress him up in things she wanted to see him in.
He really was her toy. And it didn't help he could never say no to her. He didn't know why, but whenever he saw those dark eyes pleading to spend time with him, lips pouting, her tugging on his arm insisting that it will be fun, - he just couldn't turn her down. Plus, when he did say yes, her face would light up with a big smile before he was dragged away to play Tea parties and anything else it was that she wanted to do.
The Prince felt guilty at having to leave his younger sister behind, but he really did need to keep an eye out for what Lyon may be interested in when they looked at various things.
Time to talk to his parents.
He also has a deadline to keep.
***
The Prince and Lyon, accompanied by Lady Saileeds and Kyle, walked to where the shops were at in Sol-Falena, enjoying the surroundings that the city provided. The water that held the city up made it even look more beautiful combined with the architecture that constructed most of the houses and shop. The Prince was also thankful for the beautiful weather Sol-Falena seemed to be blessed with.
When they walked past the Castle's gate and deeper into the city there was definitely a big difference between how calm it was in his home, and outside with many hustling about. Who kept stopping in amazement at actually seeing the Prince, Lady Saileeds and two Queen's Knights since it was so rare to see any of them - before they continued on with their business.
One could even tell how obvious it was that the Prince and Saileeds had many fans, because of how good looking the Royal Family always turned out to be, besides the amazing job Queen Arshtat was doing. There were even many fans for Lyon and Kyle.
Lady Sialeeds just brushed off the praise she received, not really needing to know that she was good-looking, as it was quite obvious. Her nephew usually blushed when someone told him that he was turning into a handsome young man, or when girls his age tired to hit on him, which was very rare because when they tried to get near him, Lyon usually scared them off.
Lyon usually didn't act on the compliments and praise she received from other men who showed an interest in her, Kyle did though. Hell, he marveled at the affection ladies gave him, hitting on them in return.
The small group made it to where the shops were. People again were looking at them, all with different emotions on their faces, as some looked on with admiration, some with longing, and even jealousy.
The Prince said hello to all of them, as did Saileeds - even if she didn't particularly want to - while the Queen's Knight and Queen's Knight's apprentice had their faces stern - even Kyle, he may be a perverted goof-ball, but he knew how to do his job, and took guarding the Royal Family seriously - keeping the people who tried to approach them a safe distance away from the Prince and Lady Sialeeds.
"Hey, let's go to that shop over there." The Prince suggested, happy that his parents let him go out gift shopping when he asked the day before, and kept Lym busy enough that she didn't notice what he was doing. (Which in itself was surprising, as she usually knew where he was at or what he was doing at all times)
"Yeah, sure." Was his Aunt's reply. The Prince looked up at his Aunt, she was still a little taller than him but he was catching up, and saw her amused expression. She thought it was cute that he was out gift shopping for Lyon, and decided to come along as a favor to her sister to keep an eye on her kindly son.
The group walked towards the shop the prince pointed at. When entering, they were surprised that it was a weapons shop. It was empty, save the clerk who was speechless that Royalty was in his shop (Wait until he told his wife!). Sialeeds gave her nephew a confused look, really, why a weapons shop? They could get many better weapons through the blacksmith they usually had work for them.
Her nephew shrugged, trying to tell her through silent communication that he knew Lyon mentioned wanting a new sword, so thought that this would give him a good idea of what type of design she may like for her weapon.
His Aunt didn't get the message, still giving him a confused look.
He gave up on her, and scanned the shop for where the swords. He found them hanging on the wall on the left side of the shop, so he walked over there with Lyon right on his trial. Saileeds had walked off to where the chakrams were, with Kyle taking it upon himself to protect her, even though he saw this as an opportunity to hit on Saileeds.
The Prince looked at the wall, fascinated at the different types of swords they were. He saw Lyon look at them too, and noticed her moving eyes stopped at a sword high on the top.
He looked at it closely, slightly narrowing his pale blue eyes to make out the better details. It wasn't particularly special in design, it looked like any other sword he had seen. It's blade was made of silver steel, and had a hilt with the color of gold - even though the gold itself wasn't real.
He would've thought she wanted something more extravagant looking, but Lyon was more of the simple type with her belongings.
He made a mental note to have the blacksmith make something of that design, but with better quality steel, and actual gold for the hilt. With the sword down, he went back to his angry aunt and a flustered Kyle to tell them there was nothing he wanted in this shop.
Once outside, they made various trips to different shops, all the while the Prince kept an eye on what Lyon showed an interest in when she wasn't scanning their surroundings for signs of danger.
Hours passed while they did this, as there where many shops in Sol-Falena, and by the time evening came the Prince had a list of things Lyon looked at longer than she did other things.
The last shop was a jewelry store.
They entered and was taken aback by how many things where on display. Some women where in there, and looked astounded that Royalty was out shopping when they could have things made for them on the spot. The clerk, and owner of the store, had a greedy look in his eye, knowing that the Royal Family was the richest family in all of Falena.
He wouldn't let them get away easily.
They approached the counter, with Kyle standing post by the door since it had the best view of the shop. Lyon accompanied them from behind, and Saileeds immediately looked at the jewelry on display behind the glass case. The clerk approached her, and asked if he could help them with anything. Sialeeds started talking to him about a ring that had caught her eye.
Lyon turned took a quick glance at the case, her stare lasting the longest on the lockets, before she again cast her stare elsewhere.
She likes Lockets?
He didn't know, but that's what she looked a little interest in, and if he asked she would tell him that she didn't need any jewelry to begin with.
He whispered to his Aunt. "Can you get a good locket? That's in good quality?" If his aunt couldn't get one for a fair price, as well as in good condition, no one could.
His Aunt went to where the lockets were, and found one that looked well enough - a cute design and real gold. She was soon arguing with the clerk on prices, as he was trying to rip them off.
Once she was victorious, and held the locket in her hands, the four of them returned to the castle.
Lyon was a little suspicious at the day's activities.
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Anyone want to right another PrincexLyon fic? 8D Y'know..there should be more.