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The King and his Daughter (Santos x loneiysong)

loneiysong

loneiysong

Pulsar
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Apr 13, 2012
Location
Someplace where depression always finds me.
She was at her breakfast in her room. It was simple breakfast of porridge and dried meats. No fruit for the cold winter season. Looking up, she heard shouting from outside. Getting up, she walked down and saw that a tournament was being built. Canting her head, she motioned to one of her hand maids and pointed.

"What is it that is going down below, Maria?" She asked as she chewed on a piece of bread that came with her breakfast. The maid who was a bit older, looked down to the crowds and smiled.

"Why, m'lady, that is simply a tournament your father, the king, is throwing."

"Who is it that can apply to this tournament, Maria?"

"Any female who is capable."

This intrigued the princess who waved off the hand maid. However as the maid got to the door, the princess turned. "Fetch my leather breeches, vest, and shirt. I would like very much to join this tournament." At that, the handmaid nodded and left to go to the princess, dressing room.

So her father was trying to keep her from a tournament? Well the joke was on him! She was going to join, and win the tournament. Moving around the bedroom in her nightgown with robe, she finished her meal and went to her dressing room. Inside the maids were waiting. If her father did not want her to join the tournament, then she simply wouldn't. Elena would go in under her assumed name.

Elena was a beautiful and very kind princess. But mistress of disguise. She had long blonde hair that was the hair of her mothers. Blue eyes looked at her reflection. She was tall but had curves. However, when she dressed in her leathers, she resembled a boy more than a girl of 16 winters. Finished with her sword strapped to her waist and her bow and quivers to her back, she bid the maids fairwell and left to the tournament grounds.

Before she was at the grounds, she pulled on her mask which was made of leather. It was in the shape of a fox. Her hood to her cape was drawn up and that was what she signed her name as in the roster. Soon thee fighters collected in a tent waiting to go on. The fox remained to herself. Sitting back. Her leathers were from a traveling tanner. She knew her father would not recognize them. She was all alone, and prone to rules rather than favoritism. She looked down and smiled gently.
 
The fight began and was in earnest. At the beginning, it was to be expected. Everyone played by the rules and did what was expected. But as the day wore on and the women became exhausted, they were fighting dirty and hard for the hand of the king. The only one who was still fighting by the rules and quickness and cunning that came with being a woman, was the masked fighter. The Fox. She became the talk of the crowd as they whispered excitedly to each other. After the heavy sword fighting and jousting, she was a clear favorite to win. Last, was to be the archery contest.

The fox was the first to shoot her bow and arrow. She shot the arrow dead on and stepped back raising her hand to the crowd. Turning to the king, she did a mock bow and the crowd laughed. She smiled and stepped back. Her hands on her hips as she waited for the other girls to attempt and fail. She had pulled ahead so that none of the women could hope to win. She put her hands on ehr hips and stood in a line waiting for the king to choose his champion and unknowingly for her, his bride.
 
She smiled widely. Her mouth was still visible behind her mask. When the king came down, she looked into his eyes. Something in his face was disappointed. What in the world was going on? She put her hands on her hips and waited patiently. Looking at the woman who lost, she put out her hand and shook her hand and gave her the proper consolation of the looser. She smiled and stood up wondering what her prize would be. WHen her father turned and spoke to her, her heart and stomach plummeted down to her stomach.

"Q-queen?" She whispered adn looked at William. She felt the heaviness of the crown on her head in more ways than one. She then smiled and decided to play the part until she could get to the castles councelor and figure out what int he devil she was going to do. She lowered her eyes and bowed deeply before the king and took his hand and sighed. "I hope I am worthy to be your bride, m'lord." She spoke in a thick accent that she had perfected to sound different fromt he queen. he stood up and looked at him and then turned to the crowd and raised her hands in victory while ehr mind was a tumultuous sea.
 
Elena ran up to her room after pulling off her cape and mask. SHe ran to the wise man and knocked gently on the door that he was almost always in. Biting her lip, she stepped in and folded her cape and mask and put it to the side and knelt before the great darkness that housed the meditating wise man. She held her hands forward and shut her eyes adn swallowed. "Wise man, councelor to my father and gone mother, please, hear me and bear to me some wisdom." She breathed and rubbed her eyes and then shivered. "I have done something foolish, once again the fox is caught. I entered a competition, and my father didn't tell me. I-I am now proposed to myf ather, I do not know what to do. My honor dictates that I must keep my word, but I am not sure if the gods will give us their blessing."

She waited for teh answer and swallowed. She sighed and ran her hands through her hair.
 
Elena heard the warning, but frowned. She did not want to be a stain on her father or his deeds. She knew one other person to go to, but, she would ned to be careful. Turning, she grabbed her cape and mask and walked to her room and sat down the cape and mask in her closet and then looked at her handmaids and then dressed in a beautiful dress. It was green but loose.

With a quick hand, her handmaidens brushed adn braided her hair back and then she looked around. Asking where Feron could be found. Being pointed to her fathers chambers she knocked before she came in and smiled. She was cleaned adn washed. She smiled adn walked over to her father and wrapped her arms around him. "I hear the tournament went well, sorry, I was not feeling well at all. What did I miss?" She looked from Feron and then back to her father. She gave Feron a look that messaged a "we need to talk when you are able". Feron was like the fairy godmother to Elena, he taught her the sword, bow, and everythign else a woman needed to know when her mother died.

She sat back and waited and put her hands on her hips watching the sun set. She thought of the fox. So wise and cunning. Yet, she could not make her own way out of this mistake. Some fox she was.
 
"Oh father, come now." SHe laughed and hugged him kissing his cheek adn then stroked his back adn then canted her head. "What is the young ladies name?" She smiled and then laughed as her father left and didn't answwer. She then frowned and looked at Feron. "Feron I was stupid. So very foolish. I am lost. Not even the wise man is helpful. I don't want to stain my fathers name." She sighed and sat down in front of Feron and frowned looking at him.

"I am the Fox Feron, I am she who won. But I didn't know what the prize was for the tournament. All I knew was that I was not invited and it was kept a sercret. I wanted to join to prove to my father I am a worthy warrior." She rubbed her forehead and groaned and then leaned her forehead on the wood and looked at him. "Feron, tell me what to do and I will do it. I need a good friend to tell me what it is that I must do."
 
"Why did my father not tell me what the tournament was about! I am not solely at fault here!" She sighed and then leaned back adn shook her head. She looked down and then thought back to what the wise man said. "I must make the fox disappear. We will pretend that nothing has happened, we will just remain waiting for a no name woman." She sighed and bit her lip and looked down adn nodded and bit her lip.

"Then, before my father goes to bed, I will tell him the truth. he deserves the truth. And I will tell him I do not need a mother nor do I want one. My mother rests with the gods." She sighed and then ran a hand along her lip and looked down and thought. She shook her head and then stood up. "Thank you Feron, I will see you at dinner. You continue to play innocent and it will all work out." She turned and left to prepare for dinner.
 
Elena smiled and hugged Feron kissing his cheek. She looked up and then sighed. "THen let us hope that I can still make her proud for my actions yet to come." She said softly and turned walking away. She moved to her chambers and then began to prepare for the evening. It was a special evening so she dressed in a gown of red that had a red cape attached to teh dress with a lion on the cape. She sighed and began to walk.

Moving down the hall, she knocked on her fathers door. Where Elena was not given a crown, she was given her a tiara that was gold filigree and small rubies. Almost promising a crown would come one day in her life. Elena waited outside patiently with her father. She would arrive before him to let him know that the king was on his way.

She went down with her father, not really speaking, but walked over and sat down. She beagn to eat and laughed with her father. The wine was thick and strong. She kept on looking at her father and realized that maybe marrying him would not be the worst of ideas. She wondered if it would be such a crime to go upstairs, change into her fox costume and come down to feast with her father.
 
Elena watched her father get drunk and began to feel so ashamed of what she did. She moved forward and leaned against her father and hugged him resting her head on his shoulder holding him close. When he ordered more wine, she cheered adn began to drink the cup that was abandoned after Feron intervened. She smiled and swayed back adn forth. As drunk as her father. "Feron, let me take him to bed. I will." She smiled and stood up adn swayed back and fortha nd chuckled. "We have some things to talk about anyway." She said spreading her feet standing her ground.

"Come sire." SHe held out her hands to him adn grinned wider. She ran her hands through his hair and smiled wider.
 
Elena smiled adn stroked the hair of her father and frowned softly. It woudl hurt her to confess who she really was. She bit her lip. She promised Feron she would tell her father the truth. She would do it. No matter what the cost. Swallowing, she sat on the bed and held his hand and readied herself for whatever might come. Knowing full well that no matter what happened, she deserved every bit of it.

"Father, I am sorry, I have done a wicked deed and know that I must pay penance for it." She frowned seeing her father collapse on the bed. It hurt her heart. Biting her lip harder. She took in a deep breath and stood before him and then put her hands on her hips. "Father, I am the fox warrior. I entered the tournament not knowing the prize that was to be claimed. I was just so angry that you were holding a tournament and didn't tell me. I thought it was because, perhaps you thought me too week or liable to get hurt. Forgive me father, I am the masked warrior that you are to marry." She said softly and looked down. She was facing him. Her face a violent red.
 
Elena watched her father. She knew he understood. She knew she was in deep trouble. She didn't raise her hands to defend herself. She turned her face to the side. One of his royal rings cut into her lip giving her the taste of blood. She wouldn't defend herself, she knew what she did was wrong. She swallowed. Tears rolled down her face. "Father, I didn't know what I was doing. If you wish it of me, I can run away, I can fake my death and return as the fox queen. Please daddy..." She said. Her voice even, but tears continued to roll down the sides of her face.

Moving forward, she moved into his lap and sat on it. She wrapped her arms around him and shut her eyes. She continued to sob. She knew that she had done him wrong, but she had no clue as to what she was doing. She swallowed and whimpered shtting her eyes tighter and tremblig softl.
 
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