The Sleeping Prince

Chapter 1

The Kingdom of Rusea wages war against an evil sorceress named 'Belinda'. Or, what others call her 'The Serpent Witch.' Beautiful, cunning and deadly. With her long, wavy, and golden-locks hair. Fair skin, icy-cold green eyes and ruby lips. Dresses in a dark gown with a pointed-edge sleeves reaches her hands and bloody-red fingernails.

"How bored." Belinda spoke in a lifeless tone. Her fleet's unable to break the wall surrounding the kingdom. "I thought the Kingdom of Rusea had fallen to the ground already. Yet, it still stands."

Curious she is, but was aware that one of her general had come. A shadow demon general.

"Rusea armies has yet fall, my empress." Her general gave his reported.

"I can see that for myself, Shades." Belinda hissed. "But you didn't explain why?"

"The Rusea's princess makes things difficult," he reports more. "But that isn't why I here."

"Then, what?!" She growled, demanded he answered and explained his action.

"One of our scouts spots a ranger with an unusual companion." He informed her. "We believe it might be him."

"Are they sure?!" Belinda demanded. "Cause, if it is him, we have a problem!!!"

"I'll send the Crow Demons," said the general unease. He vanishes, leaving Belinda alone in her thoughts.

"It better not be him," Belinda said to herself.

Full with raged, Belinda scream as she throws a fierce fireball. "Not when I'm around."

Belinda walks away from her balcony. And, magical slam the door as she went inside.

At Rusea's Wood, a small army set camp. Leading them, a young maiden with scarlet hair and sapphire eyes. Tied in a loose braid with neck-long bangs, with a small brown leather band around her forehead. Dress in a black undershirt with a long sleeves, dark green vest and matches gloves. With midnight green trouser and brown knee-high boots, and a brown leather belt that attaches itself with a sword.

"Princess Darlene!" one of the soldier call her.

"Something a matter?" Darlene asked.

"One of our scout spot some Crow Demon at the east," he informed the princess. "By the look of things, we expect they're searches."

"Searches? For what?" Darlene got curious. And wondered what they searching? Is it important?

"I don't know, princess." the soldier replied. "But whatever it is, it must be important."

"I agree." She acknowledges. "Saddle up the horses. We're see what the Serpent Witch wants from there."

Darlene walks away before she gives them an order.

Meanwhile, east of the forest. Two male traveler, hiding beneath the shadow.

Though the traveler's skin is tawny, ebony hair braided into a tiny cornrow styled. Wore a charcoal shirt, with ceder trouser and umber boots. And, gray belt around his waist, attach with a small satchel. With an iron-colored hooded-cape. Carried a bow and arrows in his back.

"Looks like the coast is clear, Skull." he said to his companion. "Should we move now?"

His companion is a unique person. He dresses in an eggplant-colored robe with pitch-black shirt and trouser. Brown boots and shadow-colored gloves. But his face, hiding beneath his hood, is a skull. And around his neck is a necklace. Crafted into two snakes as they tied their tails into one with a heart-shaped obsidian stone and wings at each side.