All characters are owned by George Macdonald except whatever OC's that I manage to come up with, purely fan made and inspired after reading all the great PatG fanfics
WARNING: Contains some adultness, don't look if that might offend you, no sexual description, merely adult situations
Princess Irenie grew up very well despite the fact she had grown up away from the real life of a princess, though this was probably a good thing since a good handful of princesses were very spoiled.
The Princess was not without her own faults though, she had a greater tendency to be horribly curious and disobey her guardians who only wanted her to be safe and she often did not hold their feelings and worries when she would often run away. But she always felt horribly after and pleaded for their forgiveness until they gave in which they always did because she was the sweetest creature in the castle.
Adored by everyone, the princess grew even closer in friendship with Curdie, her companion on many of the adventures she shared when exploring the outsides of the castle.
As the the two companions went on more daring adventures, they grew older in mind as well as body and more burdened by the regulations of their position in the hierarchy. Irenie especially began to understand what it was to be royalty and though being a princess was lovely, she would one day become queen and inherit all the responsibilities of her father. This frightened her for as a princess she was born with the title of royalty, but she had no real duties assigned to her, other than showing up at important social gatherings and looking pretty. Not much was required of her and she liked this, it left more time for her to spend with Curdie. However even that was beginning to worry her. She loved Curdie, with a love as strong as any love, as any girl could feel, however the servants also saw that, and they warned her, at first gently, but as Irenie grew older and soon approached her sixteenth birthday they became more strict, trying their best to stop her from seeing the miner boy.
Though the servants all adored Curdie for his genuine courage and kindness, they worried for the little princess for she was getting her hopes up too high in order for them to be dashed.
Irenie was a young woman, Lootie use to comment, she can't go off with any young lad, and as much as Lootie disliked saying it, for she knew it broke Irenie's heart, Irenie would have to marry a man of royal blood before her eighteenth birthday in order for the royal bloodline to be secured.
But Irenie did all she could to ignore this, especially when Curdie and the Princess went on their grand adventures, usually taking them far away from the castle and often exploring the vast mountain and it's twisted passage ways.
There, in the adventures they would share together, the princess and the minor boy would not have to be worried with the prejudices of the world and the grim thought that one day soon, they would be separated from one another.
But until that day, they were the most faithful of friends and began to be very close to one another, so close that the King who was a genuinely kind man and father, began to worry, for he would soon have to choose a suitor for his daughter. However, the King began to have an idea of how to go about this suitor business so that Irenie would not feel completely hurt by the difficult choice she was bound to face very soon in her young life.
For now she was still just a young princess, free from responsibility and understanding, only a month away from her sixteenth birthday.
There were also great revelations going through the kingdom of the goblins for they were very near to crowning the new king.
The king to be, Prince Froglip.
Now typically, Froglip would not be able to inherit the throne until his father died, however since Gazlowe was very weak from his coughing fits to the hump on his back which typically only hurt when the bad weather came in, Mefeero had convinced Gazlowe, Froglip and the entire royal goblin court that it would be better for everyone if the old King should step down and let the young goblin prince rule. Initially it was only Hairlip who found this idea repulsive, on many occasions that though froglip was not entirely irresponsible and Gazlowe wouldn't mind a break in his constant duties, his father was still in good health as well as state of mind. Hairlip voiced his opinion on the matter in public and in royal gatherings and most importantly, if not impertinently, in front of Mefeero who took this as a very serious threat to her son's success.
However the council of elders, who were all very good goblin men and women who looked to keep their society safe and strong, were also afraid of the damage a merciless, cruel and impetuous young Princeling could do if her were named King before he found out what it meant to truly be King.
This is why, a year prior to Froglip's twentieth birthday, when Mefeero announced to all the goblin people that Froglip would be crowned king on his twentieth birthday, the council began to worry.
Though Froglip was the rightful heir to the throne, and no one could prove otherwise, the council as well as everyone else knew there were secrets to the marriage between Gaslowe and Mefeero, whether they concerned the prince was another matter entirely. However, in hopes of delaying the crown being passed down to Froglip when the Prince was still so young, even if only for a short time, the council began to plan and unearth certain information to aid them in their goal but in complete and utter secrecy. The plan was completely confidential, for if Queen Mefeero were to ever discover what the elders planned on, she would rain a hell fire like no other upon their toes.
However while the council was deliberating on how they could conceivably postpone the coronation of the young prince, Froglip, now only a week away, there was a question of Gazlowe's first, Hairlip.
Hairlip had grown up very strong, in character as well as physical appearance, his ears were at least four inches shorter than a normal goblin, he appeared a lot more muscular than his younger brother though that was in part due to the fact Froglip had never worked a day in his life and only did work when he was training for fights.
Hairlip kept his sandy blond hair and it did not darken even though he had hardly ever seen the likes of sun, his eyes on the other hand had begun to turn a yellow orange rather than the vibrant orange they had been before.
Even though Hairlip was far more muscular than his little half brother, Froglip was just as strong, if not more than his elder sibling. Because the King-to-be was descended from two goblin parent's where Hairlip was not, Froglip inherited all his goblin strength, which was far superior to that of a human.
However being part human was not all terrible for Hairlip, even when compared to other goblins; being half human, Hairlip did not mind the light of the sun as much as his parents and brother, he was quite excited about this and on occasion, when he wore a large dark hood to cover his ears, Hairlip made a couple of friendly calls to the village nearby the farm castle. It was there that Hairlip had engaged with many of the villagers, however one desire set on his mind.
Hairlip had gone to the village in great secrecy against his father's wishes, in order to find more of his birth mother, any traces he could at least, of which there were none, at least none that he had found yet. But these visits were growing less and less frequent as Gazlowe as well as Mefeero began to suspect that he was hiding something from them.
It was true that both suspected Hairlip of something, though they had very different reasons for it, while Gazlowe worried for his son, Mefeero suspected that he envied her own Froglip and that he would try what he could to sabotage Froglip.
Froglip on the other hand cared none for the life of his brother, or any other to mention it, it seemed that despite what his half brother intended, Froglip came to be the spoiled selfish brat that Mefeero had always wanted.
Froglip strode out from his room, strutting down the hall with a princely gleam in his eyes, his shoulders rolled back, chest out and head held high as he passed his subjects, smiling devilishly.
They all veered out of his way like water around a rock, their looks typically were of fright but on occasion, when he would pass one of the young female goblins, they would gaze up at him in pure unconventional lust. Along with his ferocious temper, Froglip had inherited Korumn's looks, which were adored among the female goblin population.
This natural attraction, he took full advantage of and developed a rather nasty relationship with them.
Froglip was known for his long string of broken hearts that he had left amongst the goblin women, but each one fell like the last for not only was he gorgeous, he was the Crown Prince and soon to be crowned King.
He sneered as he turned on his heel down another passage way, intending to go to the place he always went when he was in that old cold mood, sweeping his steps down to the very base of the Goblin tunnels.
Froglip was not in the habit of courting young Goblins except for a casual few, but he did enjoy a pleasant night of romping in his palace bedroom, which hardly any goblin girl could resist.
This place that he was set out on visiting was the goblin equivalent of a large party, where many of the younger generation would converse and interact with one another.
The cave was full of laughter and roaring as the goblins came in and out he entrance, however, as the Goblin Prince arrived, it went silent.
Froglip gave a displeased scowl, though he was pleased they recognised his presence, it was better if he was not watched in what he was doing now.
On the other side of this great cave, a goblin woman sat back against the wall, her eyes shining with a little sadness as she circled the ring of her stone cup.
That was until it was knocked violently from her hands onto the floor, "clean it up Nunnie," growled the large goblin.
Munph, the husband of her sister was a wicked goblin who delighted in inflicting cruel punishments upon any goblin he knew and was only, Nuna, or Nunnie as she was called by her abusive relative, was the object of his torment.
Nuna also happened to be a very beautiful goblin woman, rivalling the beauty of queen Mefeero who had been the object of worship and fear for decades.
It seemed a surprise that as Froglip was praised for being handsome, she was shunned and abused by many, since she had never accepted and courtship of any young male, with the exception of one and the younger men often teased her to the point of pain.
Because she had been hurt at the tender years of her life, Nuna rarely ever flirted with the goblin men, but they always seemed to find pursuing her pleasurable, especially her brother in law.
"No," Nuna muttered as she stood up and backed away from the rock stone smashed upon the floor.
"I said: Pick. It. Up," snarled Munph, snaking a hand up her back and forcing her to her knees with a sharp scowl on his face.
Nuna grunted under his weight and tried force his hand off the back of her neck but he only flexed harder and made her head go lower until she was doubled over in pain.
"Get lost sunscum," growled a dominant from behind Nuna, though only her brother in law could see them.
Immediately she felt the pain on her neck release and heard the shuffling of footsteps as Munph stood up and backed away.
Nuna would have thanked the individual had she not known who the speaker was, but only one voice could evoke that much fear in a stone brain like her brother in law and she wasn't entirely sure that he was a much better option.
Nuna, unable to ignore the presence of her "saviour," turned her head to gaze up at the figure.
There Froglip stood smiling, his shoulder pressed up against the rock wall, as he leaned upon it, arms crossed over his muscular chest.
"Oh Nuna," purred Froglip, his eyes smoothly taking in every inch of her resplendent goblin figure, bent over and still kneeling on the ground, "why did we ever part?"
She shot him an angry glance and flipped her long violet hair which drooped in curls around her shoulders and rose to her feet though a little shakily.
"I have no idea Froglip since you were the one who ended it, I assume it was the girl you had betwixt your legs the night after we made love."
Her words were fast and coded in ice but she felt uneasy in his presence, after all, the Goblin Prince was not one to be taken lightly.
He grabbed her by the arm, just hard enough to get her attention and swung her gracefully towards him.
"You got me Nuna, I'm the worst, right?" she was pressed up against his chest as her back was against the rock wall, his left arm blocking her only means of escape. Froglip grinned as he leaned into her and brushed the corner of her ear with his lips, "and I'm so very nasty to you, aren't I?"
"You're nasty to everyone," she murmured under her breath, just within Froglip's earshot, "you should have left me to be beaten, it would have spared me the pain."
Nuna was much stronger than her passive actions showed, but with Froglip she had a very different connection and he often knew exactly how to play to her emotions, like he did with all the other girls.
And at last she gave into his golden eyes, glinting suggestively at her behind his lowered eyelids and sighed, "what do you want?"
"Let's take this somewhere else, hm?" Froglip smiled charmingly as he coiled his arm around her, just hanging next to her neck.
Nuna sunk her back into his arm her flesh giving in to the calmness, as much as she disliked to admit it, being in the arms of the prince had been the safest she had ever felt.
No one messed with Froglip and by extension, herself.
Froglip's little part was inspired by 'Stompa' and 'Tear You Apart' two awesome pieces with great rhythm, Froglip's strut was especially inspired by Stompa and it's excellent epic beat X3
A new Goblin term YAH :D
-sunscum: referring to humans or a derogatory term for Goblins who are less-than-goblin