The Saga of a Fallen Prince
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A tale about a tragic and cruel prince. Blessed with long silky blond hair he was not the tallest for he was only five foot seven and a skinny lad to boot. Though the color of his eyes were a gentle blue they were cold and mean. No passion could be found in the face of this prince. He was quite cruel, treating his servant with little to no respect. He did not take kindly to those of none royal blood, even disliking common born generals. Thus he was known throughout all the land as the Cold Prince of Ekklesia.
The oldest child Ernst is in line for the throne. He is reserved, strong, responsible and tries his best to treat everyone fairly. He is respected by all who know him. The second oldest Camillia is a beautiful and kind soul. She loves the twins and would often help the maids take care of them in her free time. When she is not busy with the twins she would take to her duties and make sure they were fulfilled before the day's end. She loved her family more than the world. Third was Leonard the cold prince himself. Finally there were the young twins Aiden and Ava. Rambunctious and troublesome children they were but they filled everyone's days with laughter because of their mischief.
The father and mother of these children were King Jaiden the fifth, and Queen Hazel. Queen Hazel was a loving mother who personally made sure her children were loved. She was refined and beautiful. She was known throughout the kingdom as a fierce woman of wisdom and grace. King Jaiden was a man of few words these days, and great strength, with many friends. He was very disciplined but loved his children and wife witlh care. One of the mightiest rulers of all time he kept the kingdom safe with his wisdom and the sword that hung at his side.
Filled with loss and grief, forced to come to terms with his actions, this prince with cruel blue eyes will forge a new path toward the future for himself and those who follow him.
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