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NEW STORY!!!! *squeels* ((READ OR DIE!!! ^__^)) |
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*squeels in a fangirlish fashion* okay okay, i know i'm retarded for starting a new book, but i really have a good feeling about this one. please, please, please, tell me what you think. ((if you couldn't tell i absolutely adore the whole plot of the story that's here and in my head. so choose wisely as to what you say about it. i might have to hurt you))
PRINCESS ((for lack of a better title))
This is hell. The young man thought as he trudged up the mountainside. Battle-worn and weary, the blazing sun beating down on his bare scarred back. He glances up, squinting at the looming castle, his destination. Tado was going to be angry with him. He’d, once again, failed to carry out his assignment.
Finally, he arrives at the castle gates, about ready to collapse. The gates swing open, seemingly of their own accord, and he stumbles in. he basks in the cool air within the halls glad to be out of the blazing heat. A large red wolf bounds up to him, tongue lolling out, tail wagging excitedly.
“Hey Frei, you damned mutt,” he says affectionately and, taking a knee, buries his hands deep into the thick fur around the wolf’s neck and scratches him fiercely. Frei happily whines and growls, rubbing his wet nose all over his young master and licking his face.
“Alright, alright, that’s enough,” he pushes the wolf away, wiping the trails of slobber of his neck and face. Frei whines and lies on his stomach, staring up at him with large pleading eyes.
“Nope, that’s not going to work,” the young man says, crossing his arms and trying to look as stern as possible, though a smile starts to spread across his face. The wolf growls, sits back on its haunches, and pouts. The young man chuckles.
“Reaper,” a raspy voice calls out behind him. The young man, reaper, stands stiffly and turns as a figure detaches itself from the shadows. Frei growls, stepping in front of his master protectively. Reaper lays a hand on the wolf’s head, silencing him.
“Saki, what do you want?” reaper asks, watching the figure warily. He’d never liked this shadow man. He liked the way he moved around even less.
“It’s not what I want. It’s what mistress tado wants.” Saki pauses, eyeing this young man called reaper disdainfully, “she requests your appearance.” Reaper grunts in reply knowing that would be the case. Tado had exceptional ears and eyes at her command, and it was no surprise to him that she had already heard of his most recent failure.
“She’s in the throne room I assume, like always,” he says sighing. Saki nods and dissolves back into the shadows.
Reaper shivers, “creep.” Frei barks in agreement. He begins to make his way through the castle, with Frei following beside him. He walks through corridor after corridor, knowing exactly where he’s going having had to walk these halls many a time. His sword clanks familiarly against his leg, his hands in his pockets, and his best mate by his side. He thinks about all the things he could be doing, besides about to be facing the wrath of a very agitated Tado.
Eat, rest, maybe take a nice, long, hot shower. He walks out into the castle gardens, his own little shortcut, and the sun pounds down on him again. He squints up at it, wishing to the gods it wasn’t so blistering hot. As he is about to turn away and continue on he sees something that freezes him to the spot. A young girl is standing on a balcony on the other side of the small garden. raven haired, pale skinned, with eyes like blue diamonds, and possessing a beauty the likes of which he had never seen before, and staring at him. Elbows resting on the railing, cheek resting on her hand, staring at him. Reaper takes a step forward. The girl smiles, eyes twinkling, and he realizes. Not blue diamonds, crystal blue pools.
before he can stop himself, he is at the foot of the balcony, looking up into those eyes. Frei follows behind him, head cocked to the side. Reaper jumps swiftly up onto the balcony. The girl stumbles back and he catches her by the hand before she falls.
“who are you?,” he asks, his hand still holding onto hers. Her cheeks turn a pale shade of pink.
“it isn’t very polite to not introduce oneself before asking for someone’s name,” she says, a smile playing about her full, pale pink, lips. he stares, her lips hypnotizing him.
“I…Damien. My name’s Damien,” he finally manages to say. She grins.
“Riannon,” she replies, slipping her hand out of his and walking a few paces into the cool of the castle. “It’s kind of hot out here, let’s go inside,” she says flippantly, turning her back to him. He stares at her tail, obviously a living appendage and not a fake, which is growing out of the area above her arse, as it swishes back and forth. She notices and cocks an eyebrow.
“Do you like it?” she asks, teasingly. He opens his mouth to speak and blushes profusely.
“I…I didn’t mean to stare, sorry.” He looks away, uncomfortable, as he rubs the back of his neck. She giggles, a lovely sound.
“not to worry, I don’t mind at all,” she says, flashing him a brilliant smile. he blinks and shakes his head, trying to clear his thoughts.
"why are you here?" he asks, walking into the shade of the castle, closer to this beauty before him.
"i was invited," she repilies, turning to face him. damien looks at her, confusion written all over his face.
"invited?" he says disbelieving.
"uh-huh." she takes a step towards him. "by tado, i'm a....aquaintence of hers, i guess you could say." she takes another step towards him. damien grimaces, her words reminding him of what he was supposed to be doing.
"speaking of tado, i should be on my way to the throne room to see her." he turns, walking back onto the balcony and back into the scorching heat.
"wait," she calls out, running forward and placing a hand on his shoulder. that light touch sent a shock running through his entire being, mind, body, heart, and soul.
"what," he says, trying to pull himself together, "what is it?" she smiles up at him radiantly, hooking her arm with his.
"i'm going there as well, so why don't you take the long way around with me. i find i to be a lot more pleasant," she asks innocently. I don't doubt that it is. damien thinks, looking down at this beautiful young girl. "sure," he replies.
if enough people like it i may add more, believe me this isn't all, i have ten pages down already, and i just started writing it today ((OMG!! MY HAND HURTS!!))
 Riannon_Werepyre_Huntress · Thu May 01, 2008 @ 02:47am · 3 Comments |
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