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(3rd pov)A young man with fiery red hair rode through the forest on a black horse shooting arrows at targets while running through the trees. He hit every single shot not missing one. It was quite impressive the skill that this young man had. This young man was know was Prince Meridan know through many lands as the master of the bow. He came to a stop at a brook dismounting from his horse.
"What do you think Shamish? Is this a good place to rest for a bit?" Prince Meridan asked his horse companion.
The horse named Shamish nikered in response to the question.
"I'll take that as a yes," Meridan took a seat grabbing a knife from its sheath which was wrapped around his kilt.
Today marked the day that his mother arranged a meeting with a princess from some neighboring kingdom. They were supposed to get married if all things went well. It was good news for gis kingdom being able to prosper but for what? His happiness? His freedom? For all the prince knew this before mentioned princess could be just another spoiled brat. He began to crave engravings into his bow each symbol stood for something one stood for strength, the others stood for many other things.
"I don't understands why Shamish! Why does she insist that I need to get married?! I my own man! I need to carve my own path! Not the one that was paved out for me," he says with an annoyed tone towards the horse.
Shamish looked at him and snorted in response. Seeing that he was a horse and this was the most he could do to express his words.
"Well I guess we should get going " he rolled his eyes "even though I don't want to, come along Shamish,"
The horse nikered at the young prince.
(Your pov)
I took a deep breath drawing back the arrow taking aim at the target infront of me. My eyes closed letting out the breath the arrow flew and hit its mark."Marvelous!Just marvelous!" One of my hand maidens said her name was Isabelle.
"Thank you Isabelle," I gave her a kind smile.Isabelle returns the smile handing me another bow.
"I heard talk of you going to the southern clan to marry the young prince Meridan," Isabelle said wacthing as I shot the arrow.
"You heard right Isabelle. But I highly doubt that i will go through with it,"
"Why's that my lady?"
"Isabelle have you seen me? I am not bride material,"
"My lady all your life you've been preparing for this moment all your life!"
"I have but I despise being treated like a prize,"
Isabelle nodded in understanding. She didn't live your life so she wouldn't know what it was like. But it wouldn't only be me at the southern kingdom there will also be the West and the east clans. Each presenting a possible suitor for the young prince it is tradition after all.
"My lady, I know everyone here will miss when you go," Isabelle said with a sad tone.
I placed the bow down onto the table looking at my hand maiden.
"What do you mean miss me? You're my head hand maiden you are to accompany me to the Southern clan!"
Isabelle jumped up in excitement "really?!"
"Yes really," I giggled.
"O-oh my I must go pack then!" She left the filed running back to the castle.
Of course she was excited getting to leave this place but she didn't have to marry some prince. My horse Iris knickers making me pet her snout.
"Girl I'm not sure if I am going to be able to do this. This is my duty but my true duty is to my heart,"Iris looked at me confused she was a horse after all. I smiled a little petting her.
"Oh my horse companion you wouldn't understand. Now back to the stable for some yummy oats?"
Of course she knew what oats meant beacause she neighed in excitement.
I made sure her sattle was nice and tight before mounting and riding off to towards the castle.(Meridan pov)
I sat down at the dinner table as father told the story of how he lost his leg to the demon bear Merdue for like the 100th time today. My mother sat at the other side of the table eating before she yelled at me.
"A prince should not stuff his gob like you are doing!" She yelled. "Fergus would you look at your son's plate!"
Father who was more occupied with stuffing his own gob
One of the maids walked up to my mother handing her 3 letters.
I continued to eat my chicken when she gasped.
"Fergus! They've all accepted!" She exclaimed.
"Accepted what mother?" I asked curiously.
She looked at my father and cleared her throat making him look at her. "Your father has something to discuss with you!"
My father coughed looking at me "well you see son,"
Mother rolled her eyes and spoke for him "the clans have accepted you along with 2 other princes will compete for the hand of the prince's of the north!"
I looked at her mouth a gape. What? She coudln't be serious? An arranged marriage?!
Then some spiteful words were exchanged and it ended with me storming out. No way am i getting married! Especially an arranged marriage!
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