Kingdom of Hearts, Anonymous [story reading .txt] 📗

last image in his head was Mitchell standing next to his back door, a scowl on his face, and Chilles bent over clutching his bloody lip.
Tyson walked straight over to his office. He sat down, poured himself a drink and picked up a pencil. He had absolutely no idea what he was going to write, maybe a journal to control his feelings, but before he had decided what to write, he heard a knock at the door.
“Come in.” He said barely loud enough for someone to hear. The door creaked open and Elanor squeezed through. “Elanor, to what do I owe this...pleasure?” He turned toward his desk again.
“I had a feeling you might want me here.”
“Now why,” He turned his chair to face her. “would I want that?”
“Chilles went to the medic, who I was visiting for our baby. He had a bloody lip, when I asked him why, he replied with you. May I ask why?”
“Nothing you should concern yourself with. How is your baby?”
“The baby is fine. Now talk to me, Tyson.”
“You really shouldn't go there. Now have you done what I asked of you?”
“Tyson! Can you...oh.” Elanor doubled over, one of her hands was clutching his desk the other was over her stomach.
“Elanor!?” He grabbed her and lifted her up and carried her over to the medic. “I don't know what happened!”
“She's going into labor.” The medic announced.

“A baby girl. Lanie. Lanie Elena.” Tyson said with pride, he held a second baby princess in his arms.

“A year! I have listened to you for a year! Do I get to marry Emily now?”
“Yes. Go get your divorce.” Mitchell had been waiting so long to tell Tyson, but it seemed to be soon still. Could he be sure, that Tyson was ready? Soturin was being taught by the man who hated his father. He was discriminated against for it, but instead of complaining, he pushed himself farther and farther. He was better than any soldier they had prepared before. Chilles was contemplating the efficiency of it. At the rate Soturin was going he would be the highest rank in a little over three years. Chilles had already promoted him and was pushing him far beyond his limits, how long could he keep this up before Soturin broke?
“I hear Soturin is a fine soldier. Already promoted with under a year's time on the books.”
“Finer than any previous before him.”
“But you have chosen favorites, brother. What of your son Opillas? Murskaaja? Jason? And never least Sydan? Have you no pride for them? And have you no pride for Semra?”
“I don't think I much like the name Semra. Kaylee? Kaylee Chide. Hmm, sounds beautiful. Yeah, I rename her Kaylee.”
“Do you have pride for Kaylee?”
“Of course. She shall make a fine queen in time. I must scout princes at her sixteenth birthday. Who could be an ally? We have the Moeds to think of.”
“Who would go to scout them? They are enemies.”
“Who could be turned to allies. Kaylee would be proud to bear that accomplishment.”
“Maybe you should scout early. She could learn to love the prince. Not forcing her would be excellent. This is years from now, of course.”
“Of course.” Thirteen? Is thirteen perfect? Ten years?
Young Love

“Father? Father?”
“Soturin? Is that you? My son.” They hugged.
“Ah, father, it has been too long. Kaylee in?”
“She is not. Suitors must make an impact.” Soturin frowned. Suitors?
“Father...”
“Soturin, not again, not now. You just got back. Tell me how is the army?”
“Very well. Our young soldiers have been trained by the best. After Chilles' training I admit I was surprised by the results. I used that and I turned my young soldiers into men. Plus the front line is so secure. A wise move was put forward. Kaylee has told me you sent her on a date with a Tarkington prince. I sent a soldier to chaperone the date.”
“We must make them believe we trust them. Call the soldier off.”
“No.”
“Soturin, call the soldier off.”
“I said no. Would you rather me chaperone her. She is not to be without protection.”
“Soturin, do as I command!”
“Not when that puts the princess in danger, not my sister!”
“Soturin!” He said in disbelief. “She could be in more danger with protection and no trust.”
“No, father. Let her start trusting him, let her fall for a Tarkington prince and then we'll talk.” Soturin skulked away.

“Why not you and I go and just take a walk?”
“Sounds great. It will get me away from the suitors.” She took his arm and walked out the door.
“I want you to love- not for the crown, for you. You can find a nice common boy, settle down. One thing to do, never tell them you are a princess. They will not fall for you, they will fall for the idea of being with the princess, of being king someday. Make a false name, false family. Keep the likes, dislikes, all that the same. When he finally says he loves you, tell him you are the princess, only if you wish, if you truly love him with all your heart.”
“Sounds brilliant, but Soturin, I have an obligation to the kingdom.” Soturin clenched his teeth.
“You. Have. No. Obligation to the stupid kingdom. I am tired of this family making sacrifices for the kingdom. Father has no room to talk. He didn't think of the crown in his search for love outside of his marriage. Even with what she did.”
“I will fall in love with who I fall in love with.”
“That is what I mean. I want you to.”
“Kaylee? What are you doing outside the castle walls? It is very dangerous out here.” Jakob said.
“Jakob. I am with protection.”
“I see. General.” He bowed.
“Jakob, you do not have to bow to me. I only expect that when we are professional.”
“Yes, sir. May I take Kaylee with me to the beach, it is a hot summer day.” Soturin looked up. Indeed it was. The grass was just a bit more yellow today, and the sun just a tad bit larger.
“How do you feel about this, Kaylee?”
“I would love to go with Jakob, if we are done, of course, general.” She smiled. He hugged his baby sister.
“I will take good care of her, sir.”
“I trust you.” He walked back toward the castle.
“Alright Kaylee ready for a hike?”
“You told my brother we were going to the beach.”
“I never said which one.” He took her hand and intertwined their fingers. Kaylee blushed. He picked up speed. Soturin was back at the castle and he saw Kaylee and Jakob running, holding hands, he smiled.
“Where are we going?”
“You'll see. You are going to be amazed!” They had stopped running.
“Jakob, this isn't dangerous is it?”
“Do you trust me?”
“With my life, apparently.” He laughed.
“You know I thought that...”
“Thought what?” He looked into her baby blue eyes.
“Um...nothing.”
“Come on, Jake. What?”
“Never mind. Kaylee, you remember when I took your hand for the first time?”
“Yeah, I was nine.”
“You blushed a bright red and I told you how much I loved when you did that.”
“What are you getting at Jake?” She chuckled at the memory.
“Well it has been almost four years since I first did that. You are still blushing, and truthfully, I still love it. Why do you blush when I hold your hand?” She just stood there. He stopped her and put his hands on her shoulders. “Why, when I touch your cheek like this,” He softly brushed his finger on her cheek, “Do I feel your heart race?”
“I don't have the answer to that.” He looked over his shoulder..
“We're almost there. Come on.” He held out his hand, she grabbed it in hers and intertwined their fingers. The hill towered over them. He grabbed his first tree and they started up. She grabbed in all of his footholds. He grabbed her hand and pulled her forward. The came to a cliff face. He went forward and held her hand. He found a good hold and pulled her forward. She slipped and Jakob grabbed her and pulled her.
“Jake, don't let me drop.”
“Never.” He pulled her up, his muscles barely breaking a sweat. She continued and when they made it to the top of the hill he pulled her forward and eventually they cleared the brush and found themselves in front of a magnificent natural waterfall.
“Jake this is so...”
“Beautiful?”
“Yeah.” She breathed.
“Ready for a swim?”
“Of course.” He took off his jacket and white shirt to reveal a chiseled chest. Kaylee opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
“Kaylee?” He waved his hand in front of her face.
“Yeah?”
“What are you going to swim in?” She looked down at her pants.
“I don't know. I really didn't plan for swimming when I went on a walk.”
“Here.” He grabbed his army knife. “Do you trust me?” She didn't say anything. He cut her pants just below the knees. “Better than new.”
“What is better than new? Like cut out the middle man or something?” They laughed.
“Down to the serious business. I do not know what is in that water, I have swam here before, though. If there is anything you are afraid of- fish, large or small, really deep water- anything, tell me and we will get out, we will head straight home and never come back.”
“If you believe rumors, I am a pretty girly princess.” She beamed.
“I don't believe rumors.” His breath hit her face. He looked deep into her eyes. He touched her hand.
“Race you in?” She swallowed. He looked down.
“Yeah. Beat you there.” He whispered. He took off running, she followed. He jumped off the tip of the lake. He came up and she was at the edge, laughing. He swam over and pulled himself up. He was inches from her, his breath was heavy from running. “So what's my prize for beating the lovely princess?” He whispered in her ear.
“Well, I can grant three wishes, that are within my power.”
“Well...” He teased. “What about three buildings in the deep forest? Nah, what about...” He stared deep into her eyes. “...a date with the lovely princess?”
“I don't know. I am pretty booked with my princes.”
“Well than we could play would you rather? Would you rather be with a prince or me?”
“Is that a wish, Jakob?”
“No, but you do have to answer this question. Would you rather say 'yes' to my date or get thrown into a lake that no one knows what is in it?”
“Who would throw me in the lake?” She gasped. “Is it Joseph from the kitchen? Man, I always knew he'd throw me somewhere.”
“That's it.” He grabbed her arms and threw her over his shoulder and jumped in the lake.
“Technically...” She paused. “You didn't throw me in the lake, you jumped