„W-what?" Her hands were shaking at her sides, her teeth ground together. The look that she gave the two chilled their bones. The blonde prince had half a mind to run out of the room. But her father wouldn't be that easily scared, he had dealt with this kind of look for four years now. Though it always saddened him to see such pure hate on his beloved daughters face, it was even worse now that it was directed at him.
„Amu, you are too prone to doing things that are bad for you, you could lose your life." After one more look at her furious gaze he continued. „I already said it Amu, after your last little excursion, that there will be consequences and if this is what I must do to keep you safe then so be it." His sad gaze fell on her and she almost reeled back. But no, she wouldn't let him do this, not now, not ever. Four years father, four years are a long time.
„Do not w-worry – he squeaked in the middle of sentence-m-my princess, I shall treat you with the utmost respect and you shall be t-treated as a queen." The cold eyes turned on him and he thought he saw them glow for a second. I must be imagining things.
„Do not speak of me as yours, prince Hotori, I do not plan on us being together." Before anyone could utter a word she sweeped out of the room, her dress fluttering behind her as she went. The doors banged closed and everybody in the room exhaled a breath they hadn't realized they had been holding.
The prince swiped a few beads of sweat that formed on his brow. „M-My king, are you sure this is a g-good idea?" He took a breath he very much needed. „She doesn't s-seem too happy about t-this." The king sighed and ran a hand through his greying hair. „You have already heard what I said prince Tadase and I am going to stick to that plan no matter what." The kings eyes fell to the floor. „If it's sending her far away from this place, that will keep her safe, then I won't stand in the way because I want to keep my only child with me forever."
Tadase looked at the older man with an expression that much resembled awe. Such selfless souls were very hard to find in the world.
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She was angry, no, she was livid. How dare they, how dare they even assume that I would... Argh! She stormed around her room, leaving deep scratches in the walls, tearing apart the pillows and the bed, stabbing her dagger into anything she could. Her eyes were glowing a terrifying gold and claws grew from her fingers.
Screams of rage and despair rang through the castle. No one, not even her father dared approach her rooms. Blood seeped from her bruised knuckles and splattered on the walls, cracks appeared in the floor and anything made of wood was broken and splintered. The curtains were ripped, blowing in the wind, glass on her windows shattered.
She fell asleep on the broken bed, covered in bloodied feathers and teared fabric. When the screams stopped echoing around the castle three maids were chosen to enter and see what had happened, the king going with them. They entered and all had to stifle their gasps. The room could not be called a room anymore. Scratch marks covered the stone walls and cracks the marble floors. Blood was splattered on some places, bed fully ripped apart and the pink haired, bloody knuckled princess lay in the middle of it all, apparently passed out.
They cleaned the room as best as they could but some things couldn't be fixed. The marks on the wall, believed to be from her dagger, would not go away and the marble floor would take time to be replaced. Her wounds were cleaned and bandaged and she was left in another room to rest and to heal.
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Amu dreamed. She dreamed that she was in a field filled with flowers of all kinds, lying in a shade of a big old oak. The sun was bright and warmed her cold skin. The day turned to night in a matter of minutes and she saw the moon shining down on her. The soft light touched her skin and she felt the need to come closer. It was so beautiful, everything bathed in a silver light.
Suddenly, she saw a figure in the distance, its silvery white dress fluttering in the soft breeze she only now noticed and its beautiful long hair waving through the air. She stood up and ran towards it stopping only when she was a foot behind the person. Before she could touch the beautiful silk of the dress the figure spoke in a soft, kind voice.
„The moon calls to you, does it not?" She drew a short breath. How did she know? The woman turned around and the last thing she saw were her mothers soft brown eyes.
„My little Hidoi."
Everything suddenly went black.
She woke in a dark room on a soft and clean bed. Her hair was matted with sweat and her hands bandaged. She was warm, far too warm to be normal. A maid suddenly ran in with a wet cloth in her hand. „My princess, please rest, you are burning." The worried face of the maid was the last thing she saw.
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The night was illuminated by the fire, flames licking the houses and the barns. Screams rang through the village, the men futilely trying to extinguish the fire. Echoes of laughs could be heard mixed with the cries for help. The women and children cried and screamed, yells of men were heard through the noise. The fire would not dim, it grew in size every time someone tried to put it out. People disappeared around the corners, those who entered the houses to try and save something never came out. The survivors tried to escape the village, only few managed to run out of the burning place.
A lone figure walked through the fire, not a flame dared to lick their skin. Blood of many matted his hair and clothes, stained his cheeks and hands. He pushed through disfigured bodies and tried desperately to reach the house with the blue roof. It was run down and flames had already latched to it. The figure looked around itself, bodies lay scattered around, some ripped apart, some half eaten. Blood coated the ground and the earth turned crimson.
The house was finally here, but flames already destroyed everything that was inside, only the stone walls were left standing. The figure coughed and turned towards the woods. Its step was slow, but the goal clear. With one last look towards the village the figure collapsed in the bushes. Fire demons sure were hungry today.
Moon illuminated the world at night, so it could make path for those who were lost. Demons used its soft light to disguise themselves, to prey on innocent.
And another chapter done, see I told you I'll update almost every day...I hope you like it and for what SilverTheReaper asked me...don't worry, Amu has too much of a temper to be too cold ;)
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