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Celest
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Prelude:
Through the generations, two nations have been at war. The citizens have become use to the emotional turmoil caused by losing loved ones in battle. Supplies of spears, armor, and swords, were running short. After awhile, it reached a point where neither nations knew why they were fighting anymore, but they still continued to fight.This war had originally began because the king of Jastra sided with the dark Lord Strohm, and aided him in spreading darkness over the land. King Rolim of Cilivren did not want evil to become victorious, so war was waged.
Several years later King Rolim's wife gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. When the king held his daughter for the first time, was the moment when he realized how much value life really had. From that moment on he would strive to end this war. He finally decided he needed to travel to the dark kingdom and offer the thing he loved the most, his daughter. He promised the dark king that on the eve of her seventeenth birthday, she would be delivered to him. King Rolim did not know how his daughter would be used. He did not know if the other king would place her with the rest of his concubines, or leave her pure for his son.
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Aubron lounged in his dark room. Soon enough that girl of King Rolim would be here. His father told him that if he so chooses, he could have her. Then again he was used to having whatever he wanted. He was his father's only son. Aubron had an older sister and two younger sister, and probably many other siblings from his father's harem, but he didn't know.
Aubron just turned 22. He wasn't a small guy. His height was maybe six foot two inches and every inch of him was muscle. He had broad shoulders and was the heart throb of many girls. That's what he liked. Having girls swoon over him. Hoisting himself off the bed he checked in the mirror and noted that his shaggy dark brown hair was a mess and hung in front of his brilliant sea green eyes. With a shrug he ran his fingers through it just to create some order.
His room was a wreck, but that didn't phase him, after all, that's what maids were for. There were several maids in this castle. They did whatever he, or his dad, wanted. Of course that led to some interesting nights. He has never been called a soft caring guy, and on the outside he wasn't, but on the inside he yearned for love. He would never admit he wanted to truly love someone. To his father that was weakness, plus he did enjoy this carefree lifestyle a lot.
A knock interrupted his thoughts. "What?" He asked rather sharply. "Your father wants you dressed and in the throne room Sir. The princess will be here." After she was done speaking he waved her off. What was he going to wear? With a sigh he found a pair of black pants and a billowy maroon button up shirt. He left a couple buttons undone because he felt suffocated if they were all buttoned.
After dressing he went to meet his father. There he was looking all royal on his throne. His father was a handsome man, but just by looking at him you could tell he was cruel. At times Aubron felt bad for how he treated his mother. His sisters were along the wall on the side of the room. "So this is a family affair?" He raised an eyebrow sort of challenging his fathers authority. The kings eye narrowed on his son before his lips broke into an evil grin. "We want your precious princess to feel welcome don't we?" The kinds voice was cool and slimey. Aubron tried to avoid talking to him, but most of the it was inevitable. With a shrug Aubron leaned lazily against one of the columns that lined the throne room.
Through the generations, two nations have been at war. The citizens have become use to the emotional turmoil caused by losing loved ones in battle. Supplies of spears, armor, and swords, were running short. After awhile, it reached a point where neither nations knew why they were fighting anymore, but they still continued to fight.This war had originally began because the king of Jastra sided with the dark Lord Strohm, and aided him in spreading darkness over the land. King Rolim of Cilivren did not want evil to become victorious, so war was waged.
Several years later King Rolim's wife gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. When the king held his daughter for the first time, was the moment when he realized how much value life really had. From that moment on he would strive to end this war. He finally decided he needed to travel to the dark kingdom and offer the thing he loved the most, his daughter. He promised the dark king that on the eve of her seventeenth birthday, she would be delivered to him. King Rolim did not know how his daughter would be used. He did not know if the other king would place her with the rest of his concubines, or leave her pure for his son.
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Aubron lounged in his dark room. Soon enough that girl of King Rolim would be here. His father told him that if he so chooses, he could have her. Then again he was used to having whatever he wanted. He was his father's only son. Aubron had an older sister and two younger sister, and probably many other siblings from his father's harem, but he didn't know.
Aubron just turned 22. He wasn't a small guy. His height was maybe six foot two inches and every inch of him was muscle. He had broad shoulders and was the heart throb of many girls. That's what he liked. Having girls swoon over him. Hoisting himself off the bed he checked in the mirror and noted that his shaggy dark brown hair was a mess and hung in front of his brilliant sea green eyes. With a shrug he ran his fingers through it just to create some order.
His room was a wreck, but that didn't phase him, after all, that's what maids were for. There were several maids in this castle. They did whatever he, or his dad, wanted. Of course that led to some interesting nights. He has never been called a soft caring guy, and on the outside he wasn't, but on the inside he yearned for love. He would never admit he wanted to truly love someone. To his father that was weakness, plus he did enjoy this carefree lifestyle a lot.
A knock interrupted his thoughts. "What?" He asked rather sharply. "Your father wants you dressed and in the throne room Sir. The princess will be here." After she was done speaking he waved her off. What was he going to wear? With a sigh he found a pair of black pants and a billowy maroon button up shirt. He left a couple buttons undone because he felt suffocated if they were all buttoned.
After dressing he went to meet his father. There he was looking all royal on his throne. His father was a handsome man, but just by looking at him you could tell he was cruel. At times Aubron felt bad for how he treated his mother. His sisters were along the wall on the side of the room. "So this is a family affair?" He raised an eyebrow sort of challenging his fathers authority. The kings eye narrowed on his son before his lips broke into an evil grin. "We want your precious princess to feel welcome don't we?" The kinds voice was cool and slimey. Aubron tried to avoid talking to him, but most of the it was inevitable. With a shrug Aubron leaned lazily against one of the columns that lined the throne room.