Prologue
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A/N: Okies peoples!! Be kind this is my very first DW fic ever! I have been
meaning to write one for a long, long time now and to tell you the truth it's a
hell va lot harder than I thought. I really really struggled with this and it's
just the prologue, gods I suck. Anyways! Let me know whacha think! Please! I'll
love ya fer life, honest. ^.^
Warnings: This story will contain Yaoi (in later chapters), graphic violence,
swearing, and of course sex (both het and yaoi.) You have been warned.
Enjoy!
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For hundreds and hundreds of years, before anyone can remember how it started,
the most common ground for a treaty between two fighting kingdoms was marriage.
Even though the marriages were always arranged for the benefit of the people
the tales always stated that eventually the two people forced to join always
found common ground that sooner or later turned into deep love and the up most
devotion. Not once did they state that the husband and wife grew to be unhappy
due to the fact that they were placed into wedlock not by their own will, but
for the sake of their people.
Lord Liu Bei of the Shu and Lady Sun Shang Xiang of Wu were two of these
people. They had tried to find at least some common ground but that only
existed on the battlefield. Sun Shang Xiang had fulfilled her duty as a wife
and gave Liu Bei an heir. Afterwards they began sleep in sepertate beds, in
sepertate rooms next to each other in the palace for some time, their rooms
both connected to the nursery where they kept their son.
When Cao Cao attacked and somehow got his hands on their son both Liu Bei and
Sun Shang Xiang wanted nothing more than to destroy the Wei Lord and his entire
kingdom. Fear gripped the Lady Shu's heart as she watched the battle rage on
below the high point of the mountain that she and her husband were posted on.
She clenched her hands to her chest trying to find some sign as to where her
child could be. All across the valley was chaos and every once and a while she
would catch a glimpse of one of the Tiger Generals fighting fiercely around
them. Then something caught her eye she turned and watched four of General Zhao
Zilong's guards frantically scrambling put the mountainside towards them.
"My Lord Liu Bei!" the bodyguard collapsed next to Hex Mark, dropping
to one knee and bowing in respect, "My Lord, General Zhao Yun has left his
post to the west to attack Cao Cao's main force! My Lord, Yue Ying is now
covering his area until he returns."
Liu Bei's dark eyes widened in shock as he turned in his saddle to stare down
upon the guard, "And why are you not with him?" he demanded, his
voice rising in anger.
"He ordered four of us to stay behind and guard Lady Ying while the rest
came here to report to you, my Lord," despite the Shu leader's wrath the
guard held his ground and his voice still rang strong.
Sun Shang Xiang looked to her husband a curious look flashed across her face.
Why was her Lord not questioning General Yun's reason for abandoning his duty?
Or at least ranting in a fit of rage that one of his best generals just
deserted the battle. She watched her Lord and husband for a few more moments
before he nodded, "What ever the reason that General Zilong left I am sure
that they are just. He has been known to do rash and unthinkable things. I will
have words with him when he returns. Now go join the battle and protect the
Lady Ying with the rest of your comrades."
The guards nodded and left after a few mutters of praise that fell from their
lips. It sounded as if it was more of a routine than anything else, which was
fine by Liu Bei, for his thoughts were elsewhere.
"And if he doesn't return, my Lord," Lady Xiang whispered softly,
trying to be slightly practical.
Liu Bei felt his heart almost rip from his chest as a wave of sorrow welled up
inside of him. His wife was right, Zhao Yun wasn't immortal, he was just like
any other person and all it would take would be one carefully placed arrow to
end his life. Liu Bei cleared his throat and gave the bloody battlefield a hard
look, stubbornly refusing to acknowledge that the Little Dragon might not
return to him. "He will come back, my wife, of that I am sure of," he
stated, his voice rather low but frightfully dangerous.
TBC...