Imagine on the one of the most important special day of your life ...your wedding day , turns into your worst nightmare. That is what happened to me , general Valarie of the light elven army and the head guard of the royal court . It was the day of my marriage to his highness, prince Arai of our kind .
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The moment I laced up the wedding dress of draping silk and pearl and silver details , nearly all of the maidens , there gasped and wished it was theirs to own. When I started to think that the day will have no chance of going wrong ,when the priestess who was honouring the marriage came bolting like she had just saw a killer bear , just to announce the most skin chilling eleven words I heard in a while .
"His highness is not there , he is not at the alter !? " she cried in panic
" what do you mean , he is not there ?" All the ladies in the small room questioned the priestess
"Only an enveloped note is left !" She explained more and handing the eery and nerve racking note to my hands .
Not wanting to know what it said or what it wanted .money , land or even the crown. As my hand trembled opening it , it readied . ' dear silly little light elves , if you want your little,weak prince back . Miss Valarie,you only have two months to save your beloved prince rai . Mohan ' relising my own enemy took my prince , my own fiancé and just decided to claim him as his bride . As rage ,anger filled my and as the only thing I could through glazed eyes was pure , scarlet red .
As the rage had filled my body , bursting out into the hall , just wanting to yell out but all came of my lips was
"The wedding is postponed until he is back safely . I promise " I tried to calmly announce behind the anger that possessed my bones.
As I stormed away from the court and towards the armoury, clearing my mind a little just to be the thought of worry about him , a prince who can not even lift a bow and arrow just to hunt for the life of him . As it and the coldness consumed me . Opening the heavy wooden door to a room filled to the brim with armour for all sizes , shapes . As well as all and any weapons someone can imagine like bows and arrows ,spears and swords of all different kinds, but i walked to my personal collection of armour and a engraved that lived in it's own box .
As the iron armour with edging of gold and fabric like chain-mail glistened in the candle light , rudely stripping off the dress of the unlucky special day and quickly donning the padded,leather garments and the armour with a matching helmet that is also engraved
