ARCHER'S QUEEN
When King Alaric of Vrasambail died, Prince Archer, the heir to the throne, finds himself facing the prospect of ruling the Kingdom before he was ready to do so. Despite having been prepared by his father for kinghood since the day was he born, he found himself wanting one last adventure before settling in ruling Vrasambail for as long as he shall live.
Leaving behind his trusted advisors to rule in his stead, and his long-waiting betrothed, he set off for the quest of a lifetime in the Forest of Mysteries. In the numinous forest, he met Aurora, a feisty, independent lady; different from the ladies in the court; as lovely as she was brave. He fell madly in love with her instantly.
He was ready to end his prior betrothal and marry her, but in the midst of war against their rival kingdom, marrying a commoner with questionable lineage could mean losing the love and support of the noble houses and the kingdom: a risk his advisors are not willing to take.
Archer must choose between love and duty; between happiness and responsibility. Will love prevail amidst betrayals, long-hidden secrets, and pasts long buried?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 12 - THE BASTIONIT WAS more than a day and a half of walking later when Aurora stopped outside of an enormous cave.“We are here,” she said simply.Prince Archer glanced up at the cave. It was a huge, glimmering grey rock. He could see the abundance of green moss by the entrance to the cavern from where he was standing. It was eerily quiet; only the occasional titters of a distant bird breaking the silence. Even the wind seemed to stop moving.Aurora looked at him. “Now, we enter. It is quite huge inside, with rock formations everywhere. But I have been here quite a few times, and I know the way. Follow me closely, and you shall be alright.”The prince nodded.The lady walked towards the cave, her footsteps wary. Archer expected it to be completely dark, but there were crevices at the roof of the cave that gave way to rays of the midday sunlight, illuminating the area. The air inside was cold despite it being the middle of the day, and the prince could feel the hairs on his arm stand up. Aurora was a
Last Updated: 2022-09-04
Chapter: CHAPTER 11 - IN THE MORNINGPRINCE ARCHER WAS ALONE in the shelter when he awoke the following morning. Aurora was no longer in his arms. Outside, he could hear the sound of firewood crackling, and could smell the aroma of roasted meat.Getting up from the floor of the tent, the prince-in-disguise held the back of his neck, cracking it slightly to alleviate the dull pain he was feeling on it. He must have fallen asleep in an awkward position. Walking outside, he caught sight of Aurora sitting in front of a fire roast, turning over the heat what looks to be some sort of bird meat skewered on a piece of stick. She looked up at the sound of his footsteps, and, catching sight of his face, flustered a little and turned her eyes away from him immediately. Archer walked towards her and sat on a flat rock in front of her.“How are you this morning, my lady?” he inquired politely.Aurora shrugged, handing him a cooked piece of bird meat on a stick. She cleared her throat. “I have hunted to break our fast, as you can see.
Last Updated: 2022-05-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 10 - THE HEART OF THE FORESTTHE sun was just beginning to rise on the east when Prince Archer, disguised as Theobald the son of a smith, and Aurora began their journey to find the fruit of bastion. They each have a burlap sack containing provisions. Both are carrying a sword, and Archer also has his bow and arrows with him. He was about to mount his horse when Aurora stopped him.“The trail is too narrow for a horse,” she explained. “We would have to walk to get to the Heart.”Archer nodded and followed the lady. Her bright copper hair was tumbling down her shoulders. They walked in silence until they reached the clearing where Aurora had caught the rabbit the previous day.“We were here yesterday,” the prince noted. Aurora gave no response.Archer tried again. “Will we take the same trail yesterday, where we caught that deer?”Still no answer.The prince took a deep breath. “Why do you hate me so?&rdq
Last Updated: 2022-01-27
Chapter: CHAPTER 9 - THE HUNTPRINCE ARCHER had been walking for nearly half an hour, his sword on his right hip, his bow and arrow and some nets and traps on a knapsack on his back, when he spotted Aurora, her bright red hair glimmering under the rays of the sun. She was crouched on one of her traps, holding a fat, brownish rabbit. “Aurora!” he called. She turned to look at the sound of his voice, her eyebrows furrowing. Despite her unwelcoming expression, he still felt joy in his chest upon seeing the lady again. He jogged towards her, only stopping when he was an arm’s length away from her. “What are you doing here?” she asked. “I told you to stay in the cottage.” Archer grinned stupidly at her. She sounded angry, yet she still was the loveliest woman in his eyes. “Your grandmother said the Forest was huge, and I could hunt somewhere different from you. I swear that I did not know that the trail I was following was the one you took as well.” Aurora purs
Last Updated: 2021-11-09
Chapter: CHAPTER 8 - IN THE COTTAGEDINNER was a tense event, with Old Maude’s infrequent questions, Archer’s short replies, and Aurora’s complete silence. The prince had fed his squire Ernest earlier, having moved him to a cot on one side of the cottage. He could see the boy now from where he was sitting: asleep, body hunched like a little child. A thick brown cloth was draped over him, yet he was still shivering. Archer could feel the guilt eating at him whenever he sees the boy’s pale pallor. Had he not insisted on bringing him along on his adventure, he would have been safe and sound at his family’s estate. Old Maude noticed his frequent glances at the boy, and tutted. “Now, do not worry so much about your brother, Theobald. While it is true that he should have been brought to me right away, I will try my very best to make sure he lives. Now, only if I still have the flower of bastion…” “The flower of bastion, my lady?” the prince inquired. He had never heard such fruit before. The old woman nodded. “It’s what I u
Last Updated: 2021-11-07
Chapter: CHAPTER 7 - MEETING AURORATHE SMOKE was coming from a bonfire outside a small brick cottage. The house was surrounded by different plants of varying colors and sizes. Prince Archer hopped down from the horse, and helped his squire get off the animal, gently holding his arms, avoiding his festered wound as to not cause him any more pain. Letting the boy lean on him for balance, he called out. “Is anyone there? Can anyone help us?” He heard shuffling from the inside of the tiny house, and small, quiet steps followed. An old woman peered from the door, her eyebrows furrowed, trying to see who was calling. Archer slowly walked towards the woman, his left arm across Ernest’s waist. “Please, help us. My brother is wounded, and he is becoming weaker. We need a healer. Please help us.” Peering over them thoughtfully, the woman gestured to the house. “Get him inside, and fast.” ONCE inside, the prince looked for a place to sit Er
Last Updated: 2021-10-26
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