A journay of memories (Fairy tail fan-fiction)

You remembered

-Akira pov-

I lean against the stairs and stare endlessly at the sky while watching the clouds dance across the vast blue space, if the burnt trees and plants where still alive this would be exactly like it was when the garden was at its peak this place was really a carefree land not much could abrupt us but the atmosphere change when the princess was born it became more heavy like something was pushing the air into a small container, no one talked about it but it wasn’t something you could ignore I was only 2 when she was born but even I noticed it.

Talking about the princess always brings back sweet memories, like the day the garden first meet her she was cladded in white robes, the day was filled with celebration and laughter I was grated the honour of seeing the new born princess and holding her, she had hair as pure as a silver storm and eyes like crimson red, skin as soft as silk in my sights she was the embodiment of beauty. The king knelt down to my level and looks me in the eye’s

“Akira … I’ve known you for a long time as well as your father, he was a great friend of mine and brother in arms, it was a shame to loses him and your mother so young but with our up standing promise you are know my daughters protector, keep her safe for me young boy” 

And with that he stood back up and walked to his wife who was now holding the princess and the both smiled so brightly and warm, I didn’t understand what they meant when he said “loses your mother and father so young” but I was happy none the less.

The next time we formally meet was when she was 5, I had always been pick on when I was young because I was the only one in the garden to have no parents so I was looked at as a wired one, she was the only one that look at me as an equal even though we were in different leagues she was a powerful wizard with royal blood and I was a commoner in both magic and blood even with our differences she never look at me as a wired nobody. That was the day I requested to be here knight and was granted the honour,

“Hmmm truly the best day of my life” I mumbled to my self      

“What Was?”

I heard echoing behind me, I turned to see if the princess was out of the lion’s chambers and I was to be shocked by the apparel, I feel backwards of the stairs and pointed at her

“Whaaa … what’s with those clothes?”

She was wearing a warrior peplos, short in skirt length; one shoulder pined up with a single silver olive pendant, a thin brown belt around her waist, a short cape like fixture one the same shoulder of the olive pendant with brown Greek sandals and the same olive hair piece as her mother. She really looked like a goddess

“How?” I managed to speak

“I don’t know, when I got out of the temple I was wearing this” she replied with a rubbing of the neck  

She walked down towards me and lent out a hand

“My knight shouldn’t be lying on the ground” she said then smiled

I was shocked and thought (your knight) then it hit me

“You remembered” I shouted 

(again sorry for it being so short it might be like this for the next few chapters)