King Oliver Kirkland sits on his throne, waiting. He turns his head and stares at the empty seat beside him, and furrows sadly with pained eyes. He directs his gaze towards the two men entering the room and stand before him, kneeling down as soon as they so.
The two men are none other than the king's strongest knight, Chris Hemsworth, and the powerful mage, Tom Hiddleston.
"Gentlemen," King Oliver begins, his voice firm. "You may rise." When the two does as they are told, he continues, "Ever since my Queen died, my younger daughter, [Name], has fallen into sorrow, and is still now."
The King pauses, inhales deeply and exhales. "She meanders around every now and then, and I fear that the kingdom nearby would kidnap her or kill her one day." he stops, his voice shaky and agitated, his features stiffened. "My oldest son, Matthieu, will be king one day, and he would be busy but Allen would forget his little sister if he were to stay by her side. That's why I called you gentlemen. I trust my daughter to you two, and please protect her with all your life to make sure she is safe and sound."
"Yes, my King!" Tom and Chris respond immediately.
King Oliver nods in satisfaction, but still worried, and dismisses them. The two bow and leave the room, leaving the king alone once more.
"The king is really worried about the princess." Tom comments as he and Chris walk across the hallway.
"Of course. Princess [Name] is only five years old and she is the only daughter the king has." Chris says. "She is also his favourite."
"I heard that Prince Matthieu is trying to cheer her up." Tom says, and Chris nods in assents. "Prince Allen does nothing."
The blond knight frowns at the mention of prince Allen. "I don't like him." he begins. "I never liked him."
Tom lets out a short chuckle. "I never met him." he says, then raises a brow and gazes at his friend. "Is it true that Prince Allen is bad-tempered and mischievous?"
Chris shifts his head and looks at Tom, a brow raised, amused. Tom continues quickly, "Because I heard the villagers and the servants talk bad about him, you know."
"Talks bad about who?" a voice asks, surprising the knight and the mage.
They turn their gaze at the direction of the voice and sees Allen standing about twenty feet away from them. His arms are crossed over his chest, and his back is leaning against the wall. A frown stays lodged on Allen's forehead as he glares at them.
"Well?" Allen questions, sharply. "Who are you talking about?"
"No one in particular, my prince." Chris decides to speak up at that moment.
"Shut up," the prince scoffs, and uncrosses his arms and he walks toward them. "I wasn't talking to you, pretty boy. I was talking to the mage here."
He stops in front of Tom, his red eyes watching Tom's blue-green ones with exasperation. Tom keeps his mouth shut tight. Chris grimaces as he glares at Allen with venom reflecting his blue eyes; and he is about to pull out his sword when Tom stops him by sticking his hand out in front of Chris. Tom looks at Chris from the corners of his eyes and Chris turns his head aside, away form Allen and Tom. Tom looks back at Allen.
"My prince, we are talking about someone who doesn't concern you at all." Tom says in a poised manner.
Allen glares at him, then at Chris, and back at Tom before turning around and leaving. Once he's out of sight, Tom inhales deeply and looks at Chris. "I don't like him either." he says, and Chris lets out a short laugh and pats his back.
"Let us go see Princess [Name] now, shall we." Chris asks but there is no hint of question in his voice, and a smile dips across Tom's lips.
"We shall." he says, nods, and they walk to [Name]'s chamber.
[Name] is in her chamber and her older brother is there with her. She laughs at every jokes he says and he just wants her to be happy instead of watching her walking around the palace aimlessly. Especially at night time. He had ordered guards to stand by her room and make sure she doesn't leave.
Matthieu sits on the queen-sized bed, beside [Name] and strokes her [Hair Length] [Hair Colour] hair, letting a smile cross his lips. He hugs her on her side and kisses her head. "I love you." he says quietly, and [Name] giggles.
"I love big brother more!" she says loudly and vigorously.
"I love you more than you love me." Matthieu lets go of his sister and pats her back. After a second or two, they hear a gentle knock on the door. Matthieu stands up with a soft frown creased on his forehead. He isn't expecting anyone. "Who's there?" his voice is tired yet firm and demanding.
"The mage and the knight, sir." comes the responds.
Relief washes through Matthieu's veins, and says, "Come in." Once the two enters, he adds, "Why have you come? Does my father need me?"
Chris shakes his head. "No, my Prince. We've come to speak with Princess [Name]." he replies, then glances at the smiling princess on the bed.
"I see. Then I'll be taking my leave." the Prince says, and walks to the door. He stops and turns at [Name] with a small smile. "I love you."
[Name] giggles again. "You say that all the time." she returns, and Matthieu chuckles before leaving the room.
Once the door is shut, [Name] hops off her bed and stands in front of them. "What would you like to talk about?" she asks.
"My lady, your father, the King, has ordered us to protect you." Chris answers, and [Name] furrows in confusion.
"But big brother said that he will protect me." she says, doubtfully.
"Yes, but," Tom says, kneeling down to [Name]'s size. "Your big brother can not protect you at all times."
He claps his hand on her shoulder. "Okay."
It is night time and [Name] is sleeping peacefully in her bed, and the two men stands outside her room, guarding.
King Oliver has just came in and gave her a goodnight kiss, and thank Tom and Chris for helping him. When he left, he enters his chamber- far end of the hallway- and set his crown on one of his mannequins.
Upon hearing his door opening, King Oliver turns around and is surprised to see the man before him. The man is quick, and the King is shocked when he feels a dagger stab in his heart.
Prince Allen finds his father dead the next morning and calls the guards.
At the King's funeral, [Name] sobs at her father's coffin and Matthieu is there to comfort her; Tom and Chris are behind them, mourning for their dead King.
Allen isn't there at all.
"[Name]," Matthieu says, sadness laced in his voice. "We need to bury the coffin."
She doesn't listen. Her sobs silence, and she whispers her last 'I love you's.
A week has past and tomorrow is Matthieu's coronation day.
"You'll be fine, brother." [Name] says, smiling when she sees Matthieu's nervous features.
Matthieu can't help but smile at her words. He looks at his sister, his nervousness ebbs. "Thank you." he responses.
[Name] smiles widely, her [Eye Colour] eyes shines brightly.
Allen looks at Matthieu with scrutinising eyes during the coronation and the Mage notices this; he watches the coronation with his magic while he's on guard with Chris. He tells this to Chris.
"He is not happy with his brother becoming King, isn't he?" he asks.
"From the looks of it, he's not." Tom answers.
"Could he be jealous?" Tom shrugs at the question.
"Possibly." he says, vaguely.
"And Princess [Name]?" Chris inquires.
"She is smiling her biggest and cutest smile."
Months later, Matthieu finds Allen suspicious. Allen has avoided him almost every time they encounter. If Allen were to stay, he would give excuses to leave and the older brother can't seem to let this slide.
Matthieu enters his chamber and tosses his crown to his bed wearily. He hears his door open after and when he turns around, he catches a hand with a dagger that is about to pierce through his heart.
"Allen." Matthieu growls, and Allen kicks him away.
Matthieu stumbles back, and Allen closes in for another strike but Matthieu dodges in time and grab Allen's wrist and head butts him. Allen drops the dagger and steps back, hand touching his forehead. Matthieu immediately grabs the dagger off the floor and throws it out the window.
"You idiot!" Matthew scolds. "Do you think this is some kind of joke?" Allen removes his hand off his forehead, stands up and glares at his brother. "You tired to kill me."
"So what?!" Allen retorts. "I killed father and I will kill you to become King!"
A furrow creases the older brother's forehead. "What?" he asks, almost in a whisper. He frowns at the sudden realisation. "You killed our father?!" he says, his voice raising. "All to become King?!"
Matthieu walks towards Allen and punches him in the face. Allen falls over and Chris with several guards enter.
"Lock my brother in the dungeons." he says to the guards, not looking at them. He only stares at Allen with pained and worry in his purple eyes until the guards takes him away.
Chris stays and stands beside his King, his expression worry. "Are you okay, my King?"
"I am fine." Matthieu stutters, but to Chris, he looks pale, lost, and confused.
Tom licks his lips, waiting with a worried expression over his features.
He was guarding [Name]'s room when he had an uneasy feeling and told Chris to check on the King.
He notices Chris' presence and shifts so he can face him. "How is he?" he inquires.
"His brother tried to kill him. It turns out that he killed his father too." Chris responses. "He is now in the dungeons."
"What will [Name] think about this?"
[Name] stands in front of Allen's jail cell with her hands covering her mouth and her eyes brimming with tears. She is aghast as she stares at Allen.
Allen has hanged himself.
[Name] doesn't leave her room. She refuses to eat or drink, and she only stays in her bed.
Everyone is worried, especially Matthieu. The poor King doesn't know what to do anymore. Whenever he visits his sister, she looks depressed and pale, he eyes is dull. She never pays much attention to what he says and that makes him sad.
He wants her to be happy again.
An army marches into the kingdom unexpectedly and war breaks out.
Matthieu's army can not seem to last so he orders Chris and Tom to take [Name] and run away. [Name] cries and Matthieu makes a promise that one day he would come back. They leave and Matthieu goes to help his people.
It's been ten years and he still hasn't come. Princess [Name], now fifteen years old, misses him so much.
Prince Luciano meets [Name[ and falls in love. He talks to her guardians that he wants to make her his Queen.
"I'll agree only if she agrees." Tom says, and Chris nods his assents.
"We only want what's best for her," he says, his arms crossed. "If she is happy, we are happy."
"You won't mind if I ask her now?" Luciano asks, raising both his eyebrows.
Chris and Tom glance at each other then direct their gaze back at the young man. "Of course." Chris responses. "We don't see why not."
"Thank you, gentlemen."
"Yes, I will." comes the response.
Luciano smiles, takes her hand and kisses it. "I will love you and protect you until the day I die." he tells her, quietly, and she smiles.
Luciano brings [Name] and her guardians to his place and introduces them to his mother; his father died week ago:
Luciano decides that they should get married the following day but [Name] disapproves.
"Everything should be prepared tomorrow. We'll get married the day after that." [Name] says softly.
Luciano agrees. He knows that she is just nervous.
On the day of her marriage, she wishes that her brother would be there for her.
Hiddleston and Hemsworth persist to continue staying and protecting Queen [Name] and her children, if she birth any. Luciano isn't angry but actually grateful, welcoming the two to stay in the place and offers job in his army.
[Name] ruled the kingdom with her King for many years, she was loved by all.
Today, the King sits beside her in their bed, smiling at his new born son.
"Arthur." Luciano murmurs, and [Name] looks at him wearily. "I named him Arthur."
[Name] can't help but smile at him. She shifts her head and turns her gaze at little Arthur in her arms, sleeping. "He will grow up just like his father." she returns, and Luciano chuckles.
Luciano leaves and [Name] stays in bed, nursing her baby. A minute after, a gentle knock is heard at the door and in enters Tom with a grin plastered on his face.
"Tom," [Name] says, surprised. "Do you need something?"
"Chris and I want to congratulate you about your baby," Tom responds. "But that's not what I've come for, unfortunately." [Name] shoots him a confused look, eager to know more. "Someone wants to see you, my lady."
"Who is it?" she inquires.
"I can not tell you, however." Tom pauses. "You'll be happy to see who it is."
[Name] thinks for a moment, confusion not leaving her features. She breaths in and looks back at Tom. "Bring them in."
Tom bows and exits, and a man emerges. [Name]'s [Eye Colour] eyes widen as she sees the man. She carefully lay her baby on her bed and rushes to the man. Her eyebrows creases in a worried line over her anxious eyes.
"Brother?" she queries, looking deep into the man's purple eyes, bewildered.
The man nods, and opens his mouth to speak but is immediately stopped when [Name] suddenly embraces him into a hug. Tears freely stream down her cheek.
"I missed you." she sniffs, and Matthieu gags her back with tears threatening to fall. He whispers,
"I missed you more."