Lifes Fate

10

I look to the grey clouds and I can feel in the air that its going to rain. Feeling the warmth. The blueish haze to the sky. A storm.
I always liked a good storm. It always made Pip nervous. Especially in the woods. He was always worrying about lightning hitting a tree and collapsing on him. Me? Id climb the tree to watch it.
I look down at my armour and for the first time since I've been here. I dont want it on. I going to face an army today and I dont want to wear my armour. Theres a knock on the door then some loud laughing "-me in" I look back at Pip whos bulged in, swinging the door wide "can you believe they expected me to knock and wait! You ready?"
"Yeah... yeah I am" I look down at my armour once more before turning away from it. I dont need it.

Im lead to some training arena and the majority of the men are working. Sweating, fighting, training, exercising. And its all impressive. And most look back at me as soon as I step in.
"Princess... its good to see you here so early" Justin comes behind me, not really, acknowledging me at all.
"Its good to see you out of that elven rubbish" the king comes in and takes my hand. Kissing the knuckles. did he really just insult my armour?! "How have you been?"
"She'd be better if you let go of her hand!" I look up the arena at Harjo growling down at the king. Oh god! Dont start anything!
"Great, it appears we have an audience" I look around at all the lycons lazily lounges out at the top of the arena.
"Well we want to see who we'll be fighting beside too, my queen" Harjo winks.
Well. He's back.
"Yet, I dont remember inviting you!" Justin growls back at him, not even giving him the time to look at him. I cant believe these two!
"Oh come now Justin. It might be good practice for them to watch. Who knows maybe they can demonstrate themselves" the king says loudly
"Love too!"
"Harjo! Enough" I warn and he leans back. Glaring down at the pit of men. I can see him fighting himself not to argue "so! This is your army"
The king takes my arm and leads me further in "this is part of our army my dear. The arena cannot fit it all"
I get shown around the place. Introduced to some soldiers with authority and its all thrown me. How can they call this training, its all so rehearsed?
"So as you can see, their ready and in great condition"
"Yes, excuse me" I let go of his arm and jump up on a podium. People stop doing what their doing "I feel I have to ask... have any of you been against a Orc?" The soldiers look between eachother quietly "any one?" I hear the Lycons laughs and I glare up at them "Brent... I need your help" I'd ask Harjo but he'd find something to start off.
He frowns and looks at Harjo who hasnt moves his eyes from me, their so intense, like he's watching every inch of my body without moving from my eyes. But he nods in agreement. Brent jumps down the 50 odd foot drop and comes over to me "Trish"
"I need you to show them your speed"
"Alright. Any reason why?"
"They need to know what their up against"
He shifts his body and the soldiers instantly become more on edge "This is Brent. As you can all see. He is a Lycon. Now Lycons are averagely the same speed as the Orcs. Brent" he nods and rushs around the room. Men getting wiplash trying to keep with me "you wouldnt have known he was even coming...that, is the speeds your going to be dealing with... the agility. They literally scale the walls... they have no boundaries... and their strength.... they tore a horse off its feet just like that!" They all look so young "any man who doesnt want to fight, feel free to leave i dont want anyone get involved in my problem unless they want too" the rooms gone still again.
The king looking out at his men "you see! My men are honourable"
But i see the worry on their faces "the Lycons will be fighting along side us. Theyll-"
"Woah! Us?" Justin looks up at me.
"Shut up dipshit" not the time Harjo
"Yes! Us... I will be fight along side you"
"No... I didn't agree to that"
"I didn't ask for your approval your highness"
"Yeah dipshit" I can see Justin start to lose his temper "she'll be fighting for whats hers. Not demanding it like you sc-"
"Enough!" Justin turns to Harjo "I think its time me and you deal with this!" No!
But Harjo already has that smile I recognise to well. He's been challenged. Lycons dont take that well at all. The men around him all leaning back excited "no! I need you both to lead your armys to help me"
"Its fine my dear. Justins well combatted"
"Not against Harjo" I look at the two men. Harjo jumping down effortlessly.
Brents stood beside me with his arms crossed "stop this"
"I cant... I'm not strong enough to stop him"
I watch as the men size eachother up. Get your weapon out... get your weapon out!
Harjos on him faster than I've ever seen him move before. He's never moved at me like that. But here he is attacking like a monster. And he hasn't even changed yet.
Justin gets knocked. But quickly comes back at him. Their both the same build but Harjos strength is different than ours. His pain tolerance so much higher. His healing faster.
The king chuckles as he watched his son beat and get beaten in return.
Justins nose if pouring with blood. And has a deep cut going across his chest. And Harjo has a slit down his eyebrow and a good few broken ribs. Their going to kill eachother. This needs to stop!
Harjo grabs Justins shirt by the neck but justin grabs his as they try out muscle eachother...
Ive had enough!
I jump down "Trish! Dont!" Brent shouts.
"Trish!"
I run inbetween them. Sliding between their legs and Grab their  ankles and pull. Watching them both flip to the ground. I get up and stand between them "Enough!" They both look up at me shocked "This stops now!" Damn children "I will be fighting with you! And if anyone has anything to say about it! I will see them on the court! Do we understand!"
Harjo jumps to his feet, standing over me "dont get inbetween me and my challenge again my queen" he whispers into my ear. Kisses my head and walks away. Hitting the door as he walks past. I knew it would make him angry. But its not the time for them to fight. Justin jumps to his feet next.
"I! Have something to say about it. You're not going"
I laugh "I'm sorry your highness... but I will" I pull my elven blade and point it at him "I'm more ready for them than any of you here"
"Im not fighting you"
The Lycons that are still around laugh "won't be much of a fight young Prince"
My waist gets grabbed and I'm pulled back "Whats going on here?!" I look up at Toby "what are you doing?" I look behind him and just stare...
"Driatro. Your majesty"
"My my... look what youve brought together my girl" he strokes down my cheek "you've become quite the women" his pail blue eyes look over me "I can see why he loved you"
He never said them words.
"Who are you?"
I turn to King Albert "your majesty... this is Driatro. King of the elven people"
The men all mutter between eachother. Albert stands taller. I guess its because of his king stance "Albert... I've heard a lot about you" Driatro looks to me "your well?"
I nod "yes... I'm ready"
He smiles "and... I'm told... and now confirmed... the dogs are helping" they growls from the stands "I just saw Harjo... he wasnt happy about something... once he calms down, we will talk about how this will work"
"Thank you"
He smiles and kisses my forehead "you should have come to me sooner my girl"
He turns and walks away. I have quite the army!