Battle of the Heart

But Wait! There's MORE

   Lukas walked down the empty halls of the castle in search of Mikkel. The prince had said there was something big he had to confess and talk to Lukas about. Yet the idiot didn't show up to the library for his class. So now he was searching for him to find out the answer to this puzzling confession. Finally he caught sight of the Dane standing in front of an open doorway. His mouth was dropped and his eyes wide.

"Mikkel?" Lukas called picking up his pace.

"Lukas....." The prince gasped. "It's my mother."

   Lukas peaked into the room to see and empty unkempt bed. "She's gone?" He whispered.

"We gotta find her Lukas!!!" The prince snapped into a panic. "She could be out terrorizing and alienating the kingdom!"

"Woah, calm down." Lukas said grabbing the prince's hands. "We'll have some men go search for her.... In the meantime..." His serious face became sharp. "You are late to my class."

"How can I think about studying when my mother is on the loose!" Mikkel hollered. 

"She's not a dragon Mikkel, how much trouble could she cause?" Lukas tried to calm the boy down.

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   However in the meantime, the queen WAS stirring up trouble.... Big trouble. The woman had not been noticed for days, she had stolen a carriage and had made it very far. She walked up the staircase of a large Russian palace. She knocked on the door and waited patiently. The door opened slowly and when the guards recognized her they rushed her in.

"Your majesty, what brings you this far out?" They asked helping her with her things.

"I need to speak with King Ivan, it is very important." She growled.

   Without hesitation one of the men raced off in search for their king. The other helped her to a room where the woman could rest and revitalize herself. When the guard left her, she took it upon herself to clean up and take a robe. The journey had been long and she had not slept. She knew by now her son had found that she was gone and so she had to work fast. As she tied the robe together a knock at the door took her attention. She turned to see a tall thick built man with silver hair and a kind yet dark smile.

"Ah, Queen of Denmark, what an unpleasant surprise." the Russian said sweetly.

"The same goes Ivan."

"What brings you all the way out here, surely you didn't come just for a robe and attention."

"Of course not." The queen scowled. 

"Then what?" Ivan smiled on.

"It's my son and that sickly finnish prince.... They have taken my throne and left me to rot."

"Oh? ..... I don't care." Ivan giggled.

"I'm sure you don't..... However I know you care about bringing Finland under your power."

   Ivan lifted a brow. "I'm listening."

"My plan is simple. I will give you the way to get Finland with ease, as long as you do one thing for me."

"And what do you want?" Ivan smiled darkly.

"Lukas's head on a stake."