Kingdoms (ShadAmy)

The South Prince

My dreams are about to come true, I get to marry the most dreamed about prince to every girl, and unlike most I have nothing to protest of my betrothed marriage! Although the irony of this all is that I could tell Prince Sonic was not in the least bit thrilled about the decision. And because he was rather upset about the situation, it made me feel bad.

But even though he was unhappy about all this he bowed softly holding his hand out for mine.

“May I have this dance?” He asked shyly when I hesitated to take his hand. I felt my face get hot and I quickly nodded taking his hand and felt the heat from his body as he held me close as we danced across the floor. Although I was without a doubt extremely happy about tonight’s news I couldn’t help but wonder why the Prince would be so upset, if maybe he actually loved someone else. Never the less I couldn’t wait until I could get back to my room and write to Cream about what happened tonight.

It was very late at that time and I had already felt a little dizzy from all the wine that had been passed around. I finally made it up the stairs my feet throbbing from dancing so much and opened the door running for my bed and flopped in it. I hugged the pillow with an unwilling smile of the thoughts of being so close to the prince, my future husband and king.  After resting for a while I quickly got out a paper and quill pen and ink, I had to write everything down while it was still fresh in my mind.

As I was writing in the silence of the night my ears picked up the sound of wings outside. Not bird wings or Chao wings, these wings were from a much larger creature. I started to get nervous, imagining a giant dragon stalking the village from above at night time waiting for the right moment to strike, but when I heard the creature screech, its call like the sound of nails scratching against a chalk board, I knew it was worse than any dragon. A Black Arms’ Hawk, only in the far and much forbidden South, it’s screech can break glass and make ears bleed, until your brain melts through your nose, it shoot’s out a shock wave of lasers from its mouth to incinerate anything it touches.

Well, I haven’t exactly seen one do any of those things, but they’re in legends.  Legends are different from fairytales, they have truth to them. I put my pen down and went to the window. What was one of the hawks doing so far away from its home??

Two of the hawks landed at the castles draw bridge and a showy figure got off of one talking to another person that was on the other hawk by its side. I tried to listen to what they were saying.

“Don’t go too far, I won’t be long.” I heard one of them say faintly. The other just stayed quiet and watched the other walk to the castle.

I wasn’t thinking clearly at the moment, everything had started to feel like a dream after the wine, but I knew it was all real, but I didn’t know what to do. Should I run down stairs to tell me parents that there was two black hawks and someone coming to the castle, or should I pretend I was asleep and just watch quietly from the window? I wasn’t called down there for my presents was not needed and I’d just be silenced and sent back to my room. I decided to stay at my window and eyed the two hawks that stayed at the base of the castle. The front door had opened to my surprise; they were letting whoever was there inside!? As the light lit the outside from the castle it lit the two alien hawk’s body, reviling its black skin with red streaks on its wings and going down the side of its body; and another hedgehog on one of the hawks.

This was terrible, the South was rumored to be a place with no order, everyone would steel from each other and there was no punishment for it. There were so many filthy people that scavenged the streets that woman would be raped left and right, and fights were said to break out for no reason, and they’d be drunk everyday of their lives, and homes would be burned to the ground. Life in the South just a terrible war amongst its people every day. And even though they acted like they had no royal authority, believe it or not they have a King….Or I mean, HAD a King. The King’s son; the Prince, was a ruthless barbarian with a black heart and killed the king with his own hands, and now with his father’s duty’s upon him he rules the place just as it is, a dark cold heartless land.

The hedgehog matched the hawk’s colors, his fur jet black, and his quills striped with red as well as his arms and legs. His eyes were gleaming neon as his head suddenly turned and looked straight at me! I ducked quickly hoping he didn’t see me. It was the South Prince himself and I’d be dead if he ever got ahold of me! I slowly peered over my windowsill hoping he hadn’t seen me. But when I looked, he was gone, only the Hawk remained with the other awaiting their return.

“It’s awful late at night to be awake isn’t it?” A deep but smooth voice broke the silence from behind me. I spun around meeting the red eyes inches away from my face, his chest was almost touching mine, which caused me to lean back and lose my balance almost falling out of my window!