The Princess of Ice and the King of Fire

The Meet

  He stood there, tall, proud, his jaw chiseled, his arms strong and muscular, he walked with pride, stopping for nobody. A few girls watched as he walked past the cafeteria. "Gods..Kan is so hot..I would love to just make out with him..bet he kisses good.." He heard a few girls whispering about him. Kan chuckled to himself, but kept on walking up the stairway, down the hall, up the second flight of stairs into the first level of dorms. First dorm, second dorm, then his dorm, he pushed the heavy wooden door open. He found his normal dorm except he now had a roommate "Who are you". He said narrowing his fire-like reddish orange eyes. "Who are you?" Her tone was Icy like her eyes, a bright brilliant blue, her long platinum blonde hair. "Prince Kan, your roommate." "Well then it looks like your roommates." her words icy and emotionless. He strode into his room, locking the door. Laying down in bed and closing his eyes letting the dreamless sleep wash over him like cold water from the sea.

He woke up, under the warmth and softness of the blankets though they were nothing like the ones back home at the castle. They were massive and made of the finest silk in the land. He missed home. He did not miss his mother and being trapped in the castle though. Trapped not knowing his father. The thoughts swirled in his mind. Soon he sat up, stretching the powerful muscles in his torso and arms. He stood up, putting on a white button up shirt and a black sleeveless sweater over top. It was a free day for the whole school. Walking out of his room his strides, large and powerful. He saw her again, his new roommate. He just ignored her and left the dorm. He walked down the long boring hall, the curving stairs, looking at every groove in the wood of the walls, into the cafeteria. It was like no other normal cafeteria you would think of. It was decorated with plush chairs, large tables with fine silk table cloths, and the food was served on silver platters with gold silverware. This only made sense, it was a school for the highest ranking people in society. He sat down with his Cinnamon rolls with berries. The Cinnamon roll was sweet and sugary, the dough soft, light and airy, that melted in your mouth, the fruit was hand picked just this morning, it was ripe to perfection. He looked up from eating to see two noble girls "May we sit with you, your majesty?" The two asked, their voices innocent and kind.

"No thank you, I prefer to sit alone." He said in response, keeping his voice emotionless, and his face blank as he watched the girls walk away. He then continued to eat till he was content, standing up and placing the tray at the cleaning counter. He strode out to the gardens. Watching the school gardeners work on making the hedges look like exotic animals, trimming and cutting them to perfection. He thought "Why would anyone waste their time on this?" As he continued to walk into the magic training arena, watching two skilled warrior nobles sparring. He watches and listens to metal scraping against metal. Shields clashing, magic booming. "Not bad, the blonde one's form is okay, but needs improvement in her core and legs, the black haired one has good form, but loses it when they use magic.." He started thinking to himself, naturally he learned to pick up on these things when the royal assassins showed him how to fight and survive him for ten years.

He remembered mother was fuming when he returned and he was underweight from gathering only enough food to get him through the day. He desperately missed home, his little sister, the castle, his kingdom, all of it. Now he was stuck here for two for months, learning things he already knew. It seemed pointless to him. A waste of time and effort, but he didn't get a say in the matter of his schooling, it was very much pointless. Why couldn't he just stay home and prep for his upcoming coronation. These thoughts swirled as he walked back to his dorm up the stairs and hallway. He pushed open the heavy enchanted door, walking into his room and promptly locking the door. He started flying through the rest of his homework from the week prior. Starting with chemistry, then botany, next history, and lastly basics of ruling a kingdom. Soon he finished the homework, and the sun was setting. He took off his sweater, unbuttoning his shirt, and plopping down on the cool clean sheets. He woke up, the pale morning light shining in his eyes, he gave a soft groan, pulling the sheets over his head. Not wanting to leave the warm cocoon of blankets. He let a few minutes pass, then he mustered up the energy to sit up, letting the blankets fall off his bare chest, revealing his toned muscular chest. He stood up, pulling a loose white shirt over his tan body. Walking out of his room into the dorm. Then he saw her "Hello Cassie." He said coldly, his face unreadable "What do you want?" She said in her normal snippy tone. Which he did not reply to. Instead he just walked back into his room. After taking a fruit from the bowl, biting down into it, letting the flavorful fruit slide down the back of his throat. As he changed into a more formal outfit that clung to his body. He walked back into the dorm, throwing away the remains of the fruit, out the door, down the boring hall, then the stairs, out the back door, to the pool. He removed his shirt and pants diving into the massive pool, swimming back and forth, around the pool, sometimes holding weights while swimming, sometimes limiting the amount of times he went up to get air. Soon the sun was bright overhead in the sky. Quickly he got out of the pool walking inside after letting the water steam off his body and clothes. And then he went to deal with his boring lectures and evening classes.