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rainbowfic2013-04-21 05:20 pm
leia_solo) wrote in rainbowfic2013-04-21 05:20 pm
Fluorite 7 + Canvas: The King's Sister
Name: Destiny
Story: The Mondian Chronicles (Archive/Index/Timelines)
Title: The King's Sister
Timeline: 25 AW
Colors: Fluorite 7: Aflame/Charred to nothing
Supplies and Styles: Canvas (1000 years before current time)
Word Count: 422
Summary: We've decided what do with you.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Slavery is mentioned casually. Misogyny
Notes: Albertus (aka as Albert in Mench history) and Arnada are the only two children of Arnaud I (aka "The Great") and his wife Claudia. Arnada is around 39 and Albertus is around 32. They were both 14 and 7 around the time of the Uprising. Albertus has been king for five years. Monde is known as Seycle here and it drastically smaller in size than it is in current time (1100s).
First there was Arnaud, who won the country in battle
Then there was his son, who sold his sister as chattel
“You called for me, brother?” Arnada asked her brother.
Albertus looked up slowly. His sister stood tall in front of him. She had been lucky to inherit their father's height, while he took after their dwarf of a mother.
“Yes, Arnada. I wish to speak to you.”
“Then speak,” Arnada said with a gesture of her hand.
Albertus growled slightly. “You don't not to tell me to speak. I allow you to speak.”
Arnada only folded her hands in front of her.
Albertus cleared his throat. “I've decided what do with you.”
“What to do with me?” Arnada repeated.
“Yes,” Albertus said. “Father told me to take care of you the best I could.”
“So he did,” Arnada said smiling slightly.
“Unfortunately I don't think being in Seycle is the best place for you.”
“What do you mean?” Arnada said with a slight edge to her voice.
“The country and even the continent is unsafe at the moment. Even 25 years after the war, we still have dissenters that want to see us returned to the Empire.”
Arnada waited for her brother to continue.
“And our treasury is low as well,” Albertus said.
“I'm aware of that brother.”
“So we've come up with a solution that will satisfy my promise to Father to keep you safe and enrich the treasury.”
“You wouldn't,” Arnada said quietly.
“The Sultan of Ajai has bid highly for you,” Albertus was saying.
“I won't be some imbecile's wife!” Arnada shouted.
Albertus grinned slightly. “No, of course not sister. You'll be his slave.”
“What!” Arnada asked hurriedly. She could hear footsteps coming.
“You'll be leaving in a day's time,” Albertus said snapping his fingers.
Arnada looked around. Two of her brother's strongest body guards had entered the room.
Arnada glanced at her brother. “Such big men for such a small parcel, brother.”
“Take her away,” Albertus said to them.
They made towards her. Arnada was quiet as they escorted her from the room. She turned one last time and looked at her brpther.
“You'll regret this,” Arnada said hollowly. “I'll make you pay.”
Albertus watched the door close. Finally she would be gone. The people would love him and stop looking toward his sister for advice. He couldn't have planned things any better. This situation suited him perfectly.
Story: The Mondian Chronicles (Archive/Index/Timelines)
Title: The King's Sister
Timeline: 25 AW
Colors: Fluorite 7: Aflame/Charred to nothing
Supplies and Styles: Canvas (1000 years before current time)
Word Count: 422
Summary: We've decided what do with you.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Slavery is mentioned casually. Misogyny
Notes: Albertus (aka as Albert in Mench history) and Arnada are the only two children of Arnaud I (aka "The Great") and his wife Claudia. Arnada is around 39 and Albertus is around 32. They were both 14 and 7 around the time of the Uprising. Albertus has been king for five years. Monde is known as Seycle here and it drastically smaller in size than it is in current time (1100s).
Then there was his son, who sold his sister as chattel
“You called for me, brother?” Arnada asked her brother.
Albertus looked up slowly. His sister stood tall in front of him. She had been lucky to inherit their father's height, while he took after their dwarf of a mother.
“Yes, Arnada. I wish to speak to you.”
“Then speak,” Arnada said with a gesture of her hand.
Albertus growled slightly. “You don't not to tell me to speak. I allow you to speak.”
Arnada only folded her hands in front of her.
Albertus cleared his throat. “I've decided what do with you.”
“What to do with me?” Arnada repeated.
“Yes,” Albertus said. “Father told me to take care of you the best I could.”
“So he did,” Arnada said smiling slightly.
“Unfortunately I don't think being in Seycle is the best place for you.”
“What do you mean?” Arnada said with a slight edge to her voice.
“The country and even the continent is unsafe at the moment. Even 25 years after the war, we still have dissenters that want to see us returned to the Empire.”
Arnada waited for her brother to continue.
“And our treasury is low as well,” Albertus said.
“I'm aware of that brother.”
“So we've come up with a solution that will satisfy my promise to Father to keep you safe and enrich the treasury.”
“You wouldn't,” Arnada said quietly.
“The Sultan of Ajai has bid highly for you,” Albertus was saying.
“I won't be some imbecile's wife!” Arnada shouted.
Albertus grinned slightly. “No, of course not sister. You'll be his slave.”
“What!” Arnada asked hurriedly. She could hear footsteps coming.
“You'll be leaving in a day's time,” Albertus said snapping his fingers.
Arnada looked around. Two of her brother's strongest body guards had entered the room.
Arnada glanced at her brother. “Such big men for such a small parcel, brother.”
“Take her away,” Albertus said to them.
They made towards her. Arnada was quiet as they escorted her from the room. She turned one last time and looked at her brpther.
“You'll regret this,” Arnada said hollowly. “I'll make you pay.”
Albertus watched the door close. Finally she would be gone. The people would love him and stop looking toward his sister for advice. He couldn't have planned things any better. This situation suited him perfectly.
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Thank you for reading!
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I am not, you perceive, in a very merciful mood. Men like that can't abide being mocked.
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Thank you for reading!
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Please tell me this guy gets his ass tossed off the throne. And soon.
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