"I'm so stoked!" I said to Tyson while double checking my pack. "honestly, I was beginning to think it would never happen." After training with Tyson for YEARS, I was finally able to go out into the field! "'Bout time too." He added. "Get you away from Smelly Gabe before someone snaps." I laugh at the use of our childhood nickname for him. Tyson's strong, well built shoulders began to shake as we laughed at our memories together. I knew he wasn't coming with me, but that was okay.
When I was about 12, I realized that uncle Gabe was first in line to the throne if dad died or abdicated without officially declaring me or Tyson heirs. Mum had always told me, they'd wait till the last second so that we had the freedom to be kids. Of course we still had to learn basic politics and etiquette; though that didn't come easy to Tyson, I'd tried to help him every step of the way. Including protecting him from most of Gabe's greed, jealousy, and abuse. I'd always felt responsible, since I was meant to be heir. Unfortunately, that meant taking the brunt of the attacks. The bastard would poach stuff from my room and taunt me, whispering treasonous things about what he'd do to us, "once he was king". Sometimes he'd joke about assassinating his way to the throne. He'd ruin the kingdom if he ever came into power; the treasury would go bankrupt and we'd be forced to beg to the first and second kingdoms, all for his pathetic poker addiction! I need to climb the ranks FAST! get myself into the King's Council, if i can. I'm no scholar or artist and have never been drawn to accounting, so the best way to do this has always been through the military or the navy. It's taken months of begging and years of training to get me here. Now. I'll be joining a century camp near an outpost on the Western border to Averenim. It's not too far from The Forest of Pan either, so I might see Grover if I'm lucky.
A Servant's knock sounded at the door, a loud and clear rhythm against the hard wood. Tyson and I shared a glance before masking our faces with etiquette. "Enter" I sang the practiced phrase in a level monotone. The door opened slightly, leaving a small slither for a shy figure to step through. She had coffee eyes, ruby hair, and a shy smile once she realized Tyson was with me. Our faces relaxed with safe familiarity, or at least mine did, Tyson was suddenly very tense and had a blush the same shade as the hair of his (very obvious) crush. It was a struggle to resist smirking at the two.
"P-Percy-" I smiled patiently at Ella. The three of us had been close friends when we were little, as her mom was one of our mom's ladies (though i had drifted from the two to meet my responsibilities) ; I knew her stutter was a huge insecurity, so I let her take her time. "Your f-father summoned you to a p-private a-audience." Tyson and I shared a concerned glance. This doesn't happen. Ever. "Right. thank you for letting me know." I said with false confidence, nervous about what I was walking into. Ella nodded and turned to leave. "Your apprenticeship!" Tyson blurted, clearly trying to stall her. "with the royal historian! how is it?" Ella's whole face immediately lit up with excitement. "YES!!! Oh Gods! It's going great! Clio is so strict but really witty if your on her good side! And I haven't even mentioned the books!!!... Oh no, I haven't handed in my essay of the silver war!" Panic dawned her features, "I really have to go! See you guys!"
She practically burst through the door and we heard her echo sprinting out of the wing. "Don't you give me that look." Tyson said, noticing my smirking at him. "My baby brother's all grown up" I teased, wiping fake tears from my eyes. "Just go!" He laughed. "But I haven't-" "You've 'double checked' that bag a million times! GO!" "Okay okay! I'm leaving!" 'I'm leaving... finally.'
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Hey everyone, glad to see you've made it this far! Sorry for the short first chapter but this felt like a good place to end it. This is my first fanfic so bare with me! The chapters aren't prewritten so it's gonna be a slow start until I can get exams off my back. Hope you have a good day/night wherever you are!
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Royal Brambles, A Percabeth fantasy/Royals AU (my first fanfic)
FanficPercabeth fantasy/Royals AU Percy has been training for years to get into a military establishment, not to protect others from the threat outside, but also the threat inside. Enveryone knows Gabe would drag the third kingdom through the dirt to fuel...
