When Destiny Calls

Chapter V

This chapter is going to be switching POV's many times so...beware.

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Fabian

Let me tell you something, never ever enter the woods at night. There are stories that pixies and witches live in the forest and every little noise makes you questions if they were just stories. As I near the castle's entrance to the woods I rehearse what I am going to say.

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"Hello your Majesty, I am Prince Fabian and I come from the faraway kingdom of Elliora. It is a great honor to kneel before you." I say.

"You may rise, Prince Fabian. But I must assume that you have not traveled all the way to Inka just to compliment me." Says Queen Clarice.

"No, your Majesty, I have come to request your acceptance to court your daughter."

"Ah! Well, let's get a look at you! Please do take off your hat, my prince." Orders the queen.

I take off my hat.

"Guards! Guards! There's a Black Mark! In the castle!" Yells the queen.

"No! No, my Queen, I am not an uh... a Black Mark as you have said. In Elliora hair color doesn't matter, only blood." I explain.

"Oh...Well... If that's the case, I will have to let my daughter, Princess Rowan decide if you can court her. You are aware that you are the 15th prince to ask for my daughter's hand in marriage?" Asks the queen.

The queen claps her hands

"Cordelia! Get Rowan!" Yells the queen.

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Rowan

My mother's handmaiden told me that I am needed in the throne room, apparently, another prince wants to marry me. Yay...

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When I enter the throne room I am met with the sight of FABIAN standing there next to my mother.

"Hello Mother, hello Prince... uh..."

"Fabian! Uh... My name is Prince Fabian and I come from the kingdom Elloira. I have come to ask for your approval to court you, fair princess."Says Fabian.

I look at him in the eye and I see hope. I am not sure what kind of hope but it is hope nonetheless.

"Well, Prince Fabian, I accept your courtship, but you must compete with 14 other princes."

That last scene but in Fabian's POV

Fabian

As I waited with the queen for the princess she told me that I would make a great king by the way I handled myself. She even said that if her daughter rejected me, SHE would allow ME to court HER! I mean, no offense but she's in her mid forty's and I'm only 16 that's a 27-year difference!

As the handmaiden announced that the princess arrived I expected to meet a snobby, 15-year old but I was instead met with LADY EMMA!

As I explained who I was I could see the doubt in her eyes.

"Well, Prince Fabian, I accept your courtship, but you must compete with 14 other princes." She says with a smile.

YES! I DID IT!

I smile and nod. I turn to the queen to thank her but I can see the jealousy on her face. 

The Black Mars are thought very early on how to read body language, facial expressions, and eyes, especially eyes.

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"Here is your room, Prince Fabian, mine is just down the hall and the other princes' are on the other floor," says Rowan.

"So... Princess Rowan? Cool." I say jokingly.

"Yeah, Prince Fabian of the Black Marks, you have a problem with that?"

"Shh, you can't say anything please!" I beg.

"Why not? I am breaking one of the biggest rules at the castle. Why are you even here?"

"I ran away, my father wants me to be to become the next leader AND he wants me to marry," I explain.

"Oh... That's ok, you can stay here but you must pretend to be a prince. My mother likes it when the princes put food on the table rather than taking food off of it, and you have to know how to use a sword and well. You do know how to use a sword right?"

"Yes! Why does everyone think I don't?"

"Well the other princes are in the courtyard about to start their daily training, I'll bring you to the bladesmith to find you a sword but then I'd have to go meet my mother, she forces me to watch the princes. All they do is show off and it's very tiring." She says.