Chapitre 1: life
The trees were swaying in the wind. The Sun's bright Light alluminated the sky, and brought blessings upon mother earth.
A carriage was pulled by a set of animals with blue fur and bright green eyes. Their large frames pulled forward with swift and graceful steps, these tamed beast were Water Wolfs. A beast that was calm by nature and native to the area.
Following behind the first carriage was another, and another etc. This was a caravan of traveling merchants, and their destination was the City of Wings. It was metaphorical named by its founder, Chariles The II, Prince of The Barter Kingdom to represent it growing wings and flying past his competitors for Kinghood.
One of the merchants was looking out the window frame when he looked at his son and said
"So you want to hear another story, eh?
One where the very fate of the City hangs in the balance?
No, well to bad I'm telling you anyway."
You see Charlies wished to expand his influence and raise his status as prince, and what better way to gain the respect of his 'people' then to build a self sufficient land for them and their families he thought.
However over time it became more then just that. His little town of commoners expanded into a glorious city and they grew in economic strength, military strength, and at the same time built connections with merchants across the land; whitch lead to it becoming a city with foot holds in every business imaginable and a trading hub for the Empire.
Prince Charles's increased influence helped elevate him into the position of King, and soon after he also declared The City on Wings to be the new capital, ushering it into a new dawn.
His rise was still a story of strong interest even after two decades has past.
"Cool huh?" the merchant said to his son, "And to thing I lived here when It was nothing more then a couple Inns, and hunters."
"Really cool" responded the child with a look that said he heard this story one to many times.
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In one of the many manors the City held, a man was frantically tapping his shoe against the marble floor and leaving marks on the arm rest from gripping the chair to hard. His eyes had dark bangs under them as he stared inpatiently waiting behind a door for news of his wife.
Inside said door a new born baby was being delivered by a Nurse and some maids. Hours has passed when finally a cleaned baby was passed to a tired mother.
"Congratulations Madam, It's a beautiful baby boy just as you wished for!" The head nurse said with an aged smile.
"whhaaaa!" Anhlica gently smacked her baby's back getting him to instinctively yell, and smiled.
"shhhhh, quite... Christopher, girls don't like whiny boys haha" Anhlica said with a tired smile as she held her baby in her arms.
Shortly after Anhlica fell asleep and the nurse took over from there. Cleaning the mess made from when giving birth, it ain't so pretty to see, hear, or clean; but somebody had to do it.
She tucked the baby in a crib previously made for Christopher, and went to inform her lord of the successful delivery.
Immediately upon exiting the room, she was bombarded with questions by a concerned husband.
"How is my wife? Is she fine? The Baby! What about the baby? Is the baby fine? Can I see them?!"
"My lord, your wife is fine and has given birth to a healthy baby boy. She will need time to rest, so please calm yourself, You'll be able to see them once they wake. "
Sighing in exhaustion Hendre slowly drifted to sleep on a chair, relived and without worries; Smiling, his last thought was of becoming a father.
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