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Blazemir was mucking out the stables when Princess Redwing came storming in. He was possibly the biggest person in the service of the castle excluding his father Alonzoe. “Blaze, stop that and come with me. We got a lot of work to do and no time to do it.” She said this as an order, she was still angry as she had come straight here from the throne room.
“Yep, yes I’m not day dreaming again.” Blazemir jumped to attention the moment he knew she was there, and he nearly hit his head on the low hanging beam as he had indeed been daydreaming and didn’t realize he was standing under it. “Hmm… Mi lady, Why? What did you find out?” He had known about the Prince’s scheduled arrival and had been told under no circumstance was he to tell her, on punishment of sleeping in the stables.
“Prince Flamewing is arriving tomorrow, and we need to be ready to give him a proper welcome.” She glared at the stall he was cleaning, “I want him to know how welcome he really is.” She looked back up at Blazemir, “You done you work in here and Alonzoe said I was free to take you so come on.”
“Yes, Mama right away.” Blazemir answered putting his shovel away and coming to stand just a step behind her and to the side. “When did you find out about the Prince’s arrival? They told me because I over heard Dad talking about it with Raginald. They seemed worried about something when they were talking to. They told me I had to stay closer to you after the Prince arrived, said I finished all the training they could give me, and I would need to learn more on my own and would do that by following you. I guess Dad doesn’t trust the new teachers yet.” He stood a full three feet taller then her.
She looked up at him then glaring at him, and one would find it difficult to believe they were the same age. “You knew for almost a week and never told me!” She yelled somewhat angry with him as she felt he was her best friend and that they told each other everything.
“They said if I told you, I would be sleeping in the stables for a month. It’s to warm out here I wouldn’t get any sleep.” Blaze was a little scared of her at that moment, he had seen her throw tantrums then ended with something dieing when she was in this state of mind. “Please don’t be to mad with me, I didn’t have much of a choice.”
She sighed realizing he was probably telling the truth. “Fine, let’s go, I don’t have any plans yet, but I’m sure your wonderful mind will think of something.” She was grinning almost evilly now, “You very good at thinking up practical jokes and tricks, that kind of thing. Only they need to be a little more lasting.”
“How about we put a charm on the castle that he can’t get to where he needs to go?” Blaze said this thinking quickly, which was a feat in and of it’s self. He was trained as a Battle mage and as her protector. Whenever she called for him, he would jump, and this sometimes shook the building they were in.
Redwing nodded “That would be a wonderful start.” She smiled up at him and patted his large elbow. “I knew you could do it, but it needs be more then just that. More will come to us as we work, I have a few little things I can do to make his life more… What’s the word? Oh ya that’s it, Miserable.” She laughed now as she led the way out of the stables, the frost giant following behind her.
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The ornate carriage rocked and rattled as it moved over the little used road. The passengers inside didn’t complain they were used to this kind of passage, they needed to stay hidden from the rest of the world. The young fiery boy looked across the carriage at his parents, “What if she doesn’t like me?” The boy asked again, he looked scared at the thought of going to his new home.
“Then you will be patient and kind, and wait.” His mother answered him smiling as she repeated the same thing she always answered. “She will come around eventually if she doesn’t like you now.”
“What if she’s rude and nasty, and very unwelcoming?” Price Flamewing looked worried as he wrung his hands together.
“Then you must continue to be nice and friendly, and be yourself.” His father answered him this time, getting annoyed at hearing the same questions and answerers he had heard for the last week.
“And if I don’t want to stay?” Flamewing looked from his mother to his father and back again, and he looked scared as he continued wringing his hands together. “Can I go home with you then?”
“No, to finish your training you must be at the castle.” His father looked really annoyed at this point. “We have been over this and over this and over this again and again.” He shook his head at having to say this; he didn’t want to hear anymore about it.
Prince Flamewing looked disappointed now that none of the answerers had changed and this had been his last chance to see if any would change. “Ok then, here is a new question. What if I don’t like her, or my new teachers?” He smirked now thinking he had found an edge and then he added, “What if I choose to be mean and nasty in return?”
“You will learn to like her, and your teachers!” His father snapped at him now. “We will not be the ones punishing you for getting out of line. You were selected for a great honor and you will act accordingly. You only have you title because of their decision.” He made to stand up but found himself back in his seat as the carriage went over a bump. “Humph! You’ll be little more then a lord if you screw this up!”
His wife put her hand on his shoulder then to calm him, and looked over at Flamewing, “But what if all these things are for no reason? What if you like her and she likes you, even if only as friends?” She smiled at her son then. “Eric you will be just fine.”
“Mother you know I hate it when you call me by my birth name.” The prince looked at his mother a little sadly. He had been striped of his birth name when he was five and selected to be the next king. He had no imperial blood in him at all, he was purely a Fiery. His mother put her hand on his knee.
“You’ll be fine. You have always been my little prince, no matter what anyone said. There is bound to be bickering at first, but things will get better.” She smiled to him and he settled down and relaxed a little. After a few minutes he lay down on his side in his seat and went to sleep. His mother watched him drift off, “When should he be told we aren’t his real parents?” She had looked over at his supposed father.
“When the time is right for him to be told he will already know.” He smiled at her, “The boy frustrates me so much at times. They should be told at that Castle that he has had some training in the use of his fire powers. They’ll need to know that.”
She smiled at him, “They will need that information. Who’s going to be taking up his training when he arrives?”
“Alonzoe, the frost giant, they have him teaching the boy how to fight. Elsamir, the neko and Redwing’s former teacher, will be teaching the boy to act like the Prince and future king he is.” He smiled looking at Flamewing now. “The boy has grown quite fond of us.”
“As you have of him.” She looked up at him then leaned over and kissed him on the check, “I only wish I could have given us one of our own.”
“Now you stop that talk. You know full well that we tried.” He sighed remembering how they had not been able make a child of their own and then the night the messenger came from the palace. They were to take a child of unknown background into the mountains and raise him as their own. When the child was five another messenger had arrived and asked they return to the castle with the child. They were certain then that the boy’s real parents had turned up and were demanding his return. When they had arrived then it was to find the selection process was under way, and that while they were gone the queen had given birth to a girl. A pure Imperial one such as had not been seen in centuries, or was fabled to exist only in legend. The boy was chosen then and given the title, and their lives changed again very drastically. They were told this time to go to the lord in the east and explain who the boy was to become and once there they would be shown the highest honors, but the children weren’t to meet until they were older and so they never had, nor had they any way of talking to one another.
“I know, I know, but is this the same as what we wanted?” She had always been curious as to how the king and queen had known how badly they wanted a child, but she didn’t question it. Not even now when he truly was being taken from them. They would still have contact with Razlinia, his teacher. She was kind and caring and would make sure he got what he needed and did as he was told once they parted ways.
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“Come on Blaze, we still have more to do.” Princess Redwing was beside herself with excitement about the way the castle was charmed and trapped and guarded.
“But Mi Lady, it’s nearly dawn.” Blazemir whined and complained, “Should we not be rested and bathed when they arrive? We are very short of time.” For blaze’s age and race he was exceedingly smart, not that all frost giant weren’t very smart.
“But we still haven’t charmed his bedroom door yet.” She looked somewhat disappointed but she was feeling very tired, it had been a busy evening and they did work late into the night.
“Now you should leave him someplace that he doesn’t have to worry about what he is doing or saying, if you don’t he might turn against you.” Blaze smiled at her then, “The charms can’t be removed by anyone but me and not for two moons. If you change your mind about him, he’ll still have to suffer until then.”
“I don’t care.” She growled at him now, but she was smiling the same devious smile from earlier. “I’m not going to change my mind.”
“Ok, what ever you say Princess.” He bowed to her, his hand sweeping across the floor with an elegant flourish. “With you leave, I wish to retire. I will return to you an hour before they arrive. I have other duties I must attend to.”
“Oh fine!” She shook her head at him, “I know Alonzoe wants you to do some stuff for him. Go, I’ll go to bed now.” She sulked all the way to her room where Blazemir left her at the door, before hurrying down the hallway to barracks.
 AzmonSierra · Sun Nov 18, 2007 @ 03:45pm · 0 Comments |
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