Fan Fiction |
by ltrrcrazy
"Tavia!?" Leila gasped, not used to calling her your highness.
As the queen walked forwards and the guards kept their heads down in their kneeling position, the soldiers standing around them quickly realised that this was the famous love of their still freshly new king.
"I want to come with you guys." Tavia said casually.
A questioning look on both Leila's and Ron's face, Leila asked. "Does brother know of you departure from the palace? If he did, then he kept it well hidden that he knew."
"Of course he knows, well maybe not yet. But he'll find out when he see the letter in my chamber."
Leila walked up so that she stood side to side with Tavia. She took her hands and spoke with care for the words she used.
"You shouldn't come out like this. It's too dangerous and you coming with us will be risky." Leila spoke, just like when her brother tries to encourage her to not do something.
"Don't try to talk me out of this. I will only be I the way if I stay in the palace. I cannot bear to just sitting around when Raymond is making all these life stake decisions. I can be put to better use here, with you two." Tavia said.
Leila roughly remembered saying the same things to her father when they were at war years ago, therefore did not try to encourage her anymore, knowing nothing will change her mind.
'I'll just have to be extra careful not to put her in any sticky situations. God knows what Raymond will do if she gets hurt.' Leila thought, not planning to share it with others.
"We should get moving. They are expecting us. And anyway, you are making these poor soldiers nervous." Ron said as he stood sideways and offered the two ladies to walk first.
They smiled and happily lead the guards and Ron himself towards the camp of the Mongolian soldiers who were settled in the countryside.
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The young man in his twenties sat at his temporary desk and gulped empty a goblet of it's contents. His eyes showed that he was not in a good mood, but he wasn't in a bad one either. Just then, a soldier dressed Mongolian tunics and breeches opened the flap and entered to bow with his arms across his shoulders to the young man.
"They have arrived at the outer lands." The soldier reported.
"Well then, we better go out to greet them. We do want to have a good start."
"But your majesty, they..." The solder hesitated a moment.
"They what? Spit it out." He ordered not even raising his voice.
"They sent ladies. Two of them along with around a dozen guards."
"Ladies eh? What do they think we are? They don't expect us to treaty with females do they?" understanding something, he said. "Who are these ladies?"
"We are not sure your majesty. But our lookouts reported them with the goddess's beauty. And they are dressed like royalties of the place."
"Royalties? That could mean a lot of people. Maybe these two are flavoured y the young king or something. It is so unclever of him to lay important duties to woman." The prince said.
They were outside in no time, due to the prince wanting to see who on earth the king has chosen to represent him and his country.
But he started wondering if he was wrong as soon as he saw the representatives. Their appearance were exactly like he was told from a young age, in fact, all Mongolians recognised their appearance from a few years old.
There, walking swiftly towards them, were the goddesses of Peace and Love.
*Flashbacks*
"Mummy, mummy. Tell me the legend again. Please, please." The four year old boy begged.
Looking up from her sewing, the boy's mum smiled at the sight of the excitement on his face.
"Alright, just one more time." The woman laid her clothes on the table beside her and picked her son up so that he was sitting comfortably on her legs.
"A long time ago, when the great god of earth created us, he sent his two sisters onto earth. These two goddesses were the goddess of Peace and the goddesses of Love. They were sent to plant the seeds of peace and love in everyone's heart."
The boy frowned and asked. "Why do they do that?"
"Because, my dear boy, without love and peace, the world would be in chaos. People will be killing each other and hurting each other because of the infection of the chaos god. The two goddesses did their work, but was seriously injured by the chaos god. They went to heal themselves, and it is said the next time they will appear, they would bring their seeds and plant them into every living-being's heart, once and for all."
"Mummy, mummy. Can I please have a look at the goddess's pictures again. Pretty please." The boy asked sweetly again.
Without another word, the woman placed the boy back on the floor and walked into a flap to take out a parchment that looked like it was thousands of years old.
The woman carefully opened the parchment and held it out in front of the boy.
On it, in faint black lines, drew two young ladies. Both dressed in bright and wondrous clothes. Their eyes were pure and showed signs of sacrificing for all.
Even though it was his millionth time seeing this, the boy stood eyes wide, gaping at the picture. Something inside him told him that one day he would meet the two goddesses of the legend, one day.
*End of flashback*