I'm back. I'm finally starting to get a little feedback from the readers. Thank you so much and I'll try to make use of what you suggest.

By the way is anyone wondering when I'm going to introduce the second lead female...well so am I lol. Sorry it may take a bit to introduce Ike's leading lady. I'm having some major writers block with her.

Anyway once again I don't own any characters from fire emblem

Chapter 3

REYSON'S POV/

The heron prince slowly made his way down the hawk kingdom hallways. His thin aqua boots scuffed against the marble flooring. The echo of his footsteps ran ahead of him as they bounced off the arched walls.

In his slim fingers was a metal tray containing assorted fruits and nuts. Reyson was making his morning visit to his sleeping father. He reached the closed-door at the end of the marbled stretch and sighed as he thought of what was beyond the shut room. It was, in fact, just a dismal reminder of the his dreary situation.

With a deep inhalation he pushed his way into the silent chamber. "Good morning father." The winged laguz said in his most cheerful voice as he entered. "I brought you your breakfast." Only still silence greeted him in return.

Reyson approached the bed in the center of the room with a wide smile plastered on his face. He eyed a sleeping heron. The blanched face of the white bird resting on his back was the sad sight in front of Reyson. It was his father, Lorazieh, the king of Serenes. Correction, the former king of Serenes. Humans had burned down the once lush forest of the herons. Neither he nor his father had any place to claim as their own.

A soft clank rang in the hushed room as Reyson placed the tray of food down on a short table. "It's rather stuffy in here." He began to the mute bird. "Let's get some fresh air in here." He strode over to wooden shutters and pushed them open. Thick rays of sunlight raced in and rested at the foot of the king's bed.

"It's really nice out today." Reyson said, acting much more cheery than he felt, "Won't it be nice when you can go outside and see it for yourself."

He turned around and leaned against the open window ledge and watched his slumbering father. A pained expression was permanently plastered across the thin laguz's face. Even in the unconscious state, it was clear that Lorazieh was still tormented.

Reyson made his way to his father's side and gently stroked the wrinkled lines of sick bird's forehead. His father was cold. His skin was cold like a lifeless doll.

"It really is no use." The Prince let out an exasperated sigh and knelt to his father's eye level. He was not in the mood to keep up the ruse any longer. It was usually his custom to spend the morning with his father. He would talk to him, tell stories about Phoenicis and, he even brought him food despite the fact that Lorazieh could not eat. Janaff had suggested that having daily conversations might help the poor condition of the king.

However, today, Reyson could not keep up the façade. His father hadn't opened his eyes in over twenty years. All this time the royal heron was in a shock induced sleep and it didn't seem like he would ever wake.

Yet, what reason did Lorazieh have to get up? Nothing would change even if his state got better. Serenes would still be burned and abandoned, those murderous animals called humans still had not been called to justice, and the heron king plus Reyson himself were the only two herons left alive.

That truth hurt every time Reyson dared to allow himself to entertain it. He and his father were the last of their species. The heron race was dying and would die with them.

Reyson curled his hands into a tight fist as his sadness turned into anger. He was in a less than pitiful state. At one time he and his people prospered. Their songs had filled the forest of Serenes with life. Nothing was the same now.

"It's all their fault." He bitterly began through clinched teeth. All of his misfortune, his suffering, and plight, all of it was because of them.

The king gave out a low moan and his face tightened. Reyson quickly brought a moist towel from the table and placed it over his dad's forehead. The heron's face softened slightly and then he went still again.

Of course he didn't wake up Reyson thought sadly, although he hadn't really thought he would. There wasn't anything left for him to open his eyes for. "Father." Reyson began as he placed a hand over his father's skeleton like fingers. "You needn't rush to wake. There's nothing worth seeing now."

Reyson bent down once more, "But I will give you something to look forward to when you do awaken."

He looked at his father with a burning gaze in his eyes, "I will avenge our fallen brothers. Those loathsome humans will pay."

Okay I know this one is a little short but I'm trying to get better with my spelling and grammar. The longer the stories the longer it takes me to edit. Sorry my laziness just took over. I'll try to post more than one story a day though to make up for the shortness.

See you next time

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