A/N: Hi everyone! This is a quick 3 chapter long short story so be aware that it is not perfect in description but I wanted to keep it that way (mainly because I can't be bothered to edit it (guilty face) as it was written quit some time back). I hope you like it. Enjoy! :)
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The proclamation:
"We welcome you from afar, witch Silvia" the weary King greeted the black cloaked witch standing the centre of the rather luxurious room- truly, the royals like to flaunt. Pitch- a black crow held in her hands crowed. "You are the 99th to come"
Today is unlike any other day as in this particular moment Silvia chose to volunteer for a very challenging task believing it was nothing compared to the power she has gained through years of training.
"He is the next King, Prince Lue. He had been sleeping since he was 16."She had seen the proclamation:
"Whoever wakes the prince will receive a reward of their choosing"
sent by the King four years ago. Of course, there was nothing anyone could offer her then yet here she stands now in hope of receiving the one thing she needs in order to live; the Sapphire of illusions-her reward.
"It’s rather a high-level technique. A kiss from a princess wouldn’t wake him I suppose." His voice filled with sorrow as Silvia stops before a 4 poster bed in which lay a handsome, sleeping prince.
"Many princesses from other lands have attempted in reward of marring the next King yet failed and were sent back.
"Fools!" The Pitch sneered, startling the King "Breaking a curse in such way is nothing but old folk tale!"
"And you are unaware of who placed the curse" Silvia comfirmed.
"Please hurry. The custom for ascending the throne is 17 and he’s 20 now" the King rushed.
"Hmmm. Not knowing the opponent is harder. We will enter the dreams of the sleeping prince now. Either way, it cannot be removed from the outside." Silvia addressed to Pitch then turned to the King.
"I shall take the sapphire of illusions as my reward then" leaving no room for protests she slumped against the frame of the bed on the marbled floor and shut her eyes. "Well then… good night".
"Humph. That low class witch. I’ll burn her if she fails" the King disapproved.
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The Sleeping Prince
Short StoryWe have all heard of the sleeping beauty, but we haven't heard of the sleeping prince. So, what happens when it's a prince who is in a never awakening sleep and who is it who comes to the rescue? One thing's for sure, it's not a princess!
