long ago, there was a kingdom, it was called "Eringstor", this kingdom was ruled by a king and a queen, they ruled wisely and amicably, but one day, being pregnant, the queen fell ill. seriously ill. they treated her as best they could, but there was little strength. and then, they decided to turn to ancient magic...
The ancient gods, that's who they turned to, and they helped them.
After some time, after the healing, the queen gave birth. A beautiful girl was born. With jet-black hair, fair skin, and blue eyes like the sky.
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The princess had a friend since childhood, she never parted with him.
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6 years.
- Hey, Tommy, come on faster. - She said, running out of the castle. - I asked you not to call me that. - Tom said a little angrily and irritably, following his friend.
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8 years.
- Nea, you shouldn't climb trees, got it? Come on, come down. - Tom said. He was always like an older brother to her. Especially considering the age difference. He was 2 years older. - Well, Tommy. Why are you so boring? - She said, swinging on the tree. - I'm not boring, I'm serious. - Nooo, keep convincing yourself. - She mimicked him.
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10 years.
Now, the favorite pastime of these two was to escape from the castle under cover of night. Leaving through the back door, like mice, they ran to a nearby hill. Climbing to the very top, they fell on the soft, green grass, and chatted, looking at the endless expanses of the night sky.
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12 years.
As you know, the military academy, every year, recruits 15 students over the age of 14. Finding himself at exactly this age, Tom decided to try to come to the selection. He succeeded. He entered.
-Are you leaving me...?- Linnea asked with tears in her eyes. She was broken by the news about her friend's imprisonment. -Forgive me, Neya. It has to be this way. I'll be back in 5 years...it's not that long...- Tom tried to cheer her up, but it didn't work out well. -Are you just going to take and leave me for 5 years?- She couldn't accept it. She couldn't. -Ma belle*, I'm not leaving you, do you understand? I'm just leaving for a while...-He himself was sad, but he had no choice.
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ma belle - translates as "my lovely" from French.
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princesses don't cry.
Historical Fiction-What's wrong, Nea?- Tom asked, climbing onto the roof. -I'm fine.- She answered emotionlessly. She knew he wouldn't believe her. And she was right. -No. You're not fine, ma belle.- He said calmly, looking at her while she looked ahead. -Tell me.- H...
