Once upon a time, when magic was everywhere, magnificent creatures walked the earth among these creatures where the dragon's and elves. These two races were the most powerful ever created but they always fought. Equal in strength and power, wars could last for decades until a mysterious traveler appeared in an elven forest.
He was given a task and was determined to complete it. He wore a black hood and cape. His face didn't show but every once in a while you'd see a pair of purple eyes that blazed like fire.
He reached the marble covered city. Many elves with polished, elegant outfits went about their business as he strolled up to the grand palace in the centre of the city.
Plan:
1) Get to the palace.
2) Become her bodyguard.
3) May the god of no mercy be with you.
He strolls up to the grand gates and takes off his hood revealing a handsom young man with tanned skin and dark brown hair. He looked completely average appart from two big purple eyes.
The two guards at the gate block his path but crossing spears. "What's your business?" One speaks in a monotone voice. He smiles gently and explains how he has traveled far for the honour of becoming the princesses personal body gaurd. The guard sighs and puts the spear by his side again, "go to the main hall. Good luck." He bows as thanks and then hurries off.
He reaches a massive hall where there's a line of men being assesed by a young girl with tanned skin and ice blonde hair. He joins the line as she looks the men up and down occasionally stopping to question them. After about ten minuets, she reaches him. "Name?" She commands. "Nice to meet you too." He responds. Her face looks irritated and the others are bitting their tounges and just genrally looking nervous. "I said name." "Damien, and who might you be, princess..." she scoffs at his remark. "I have chosen. You Mr. Damien. Will be the princesses body guard the rest of you leave." Everyone else scurries out. She explains to him that she likes his attertude and he seems capable of standing up to the princess and he wacky ideas. He turns to go and find the princesses room. "Oh, it's Mae by the way. Lady Mae of Gelato."
He makes his way down the corridors as instructed and knocks on a door lined with silver patterns. "Come in" someone singsfrom behind the door. He opens it to a girl with Emerald green hair and pale skin braiding her hair at a white timber vanity table drapped in jewlery.
The girl turns around and looks exited "Yay, Mae finally picked one! H- Hi I'm princess Amalia. It's so great to meet someone new! Hm, you don't seem like an elf. A human maybe... Oh my, I am so so so sorry for rambling." She rubs the back of her neck and sighs, "So, what's your name?" "Damien, your hightness." She smiles and pushes her emerald green hair into a high ponytail. She turns around and looks out the window, planning in her head what to do next. Damien grips the sword on his back but hesitates. "Do you really hate me that much? Do you work for them, the dragon's." He drops his hand to his side, shocked, she knew? She chuckles a bit, "Go on then. Have you ever actually killed someone?" She turns around to face him and genuinly smiles. "No, no and no." He mutters not able to look her in the eye, "why haven't you called for the guards?" She giggled childishly, "for what? Touching your sword? If you don't work for the dragon's who sent you?" He looks down and smiles "My father... Jeoffery, king of dragons."
;) hope u enjoyed I'll be doing a part two when I get the chance
