Part 1 The Journey of Princess Sanguis
In the land of snow, beyond the turquoise seas and the tropical landswas the lowly country Gwarsta. At that time, the eldest child of War KingRivette ran through the swirling whiteness of forever. The Eldest PrincessSanguis Estell wore her snow seal skin leggings and overcoat. She glidedand slid over ice and sleet. Her overcoat streaming behind her as she jumpedand shimmied over snow mounds and drifts. Sanguis stopped at the top of asolid ice block. She looked down over the shimmering blue ice carved buildings she stayed in as
home
. All before her: snow, ice, wind, and the people of this land was
home
.Sanguis took off her overcoat and placed it on a bonehook near the entrance door of their palace. As she removed her over coatthe long tresses of her silken silver hair swished around her. Sanguis turnedand ran quietly down the hallway. She looks down each corridor as she runs by, seeming almost nervous. Riotous laughter hits her ears as she travelsdeeper into her home. Sanguis wrinkles her nose.
Uuuuuughh! Myfreaking family is so undiplomatic,
thought Sanguis stalking toward agiant door. Flinging it open with a flick of her arm she finds her family.War King Rivette sat upon a low stool his checks rosyred as he slapped his leg laughing at something or other someone had said.Four young boys sat around the War King eyes wide and sparkling withlove. Two older boys sat on chairs, a little distant yet still hanging off of every word that the War King said. In a nearby corner sat three girls of varying ages they sat sewing and embroidering, casting timid yet intriguedeyes toward the War King and the boys around him. The War King glancedat the doorway. “Ahhh! Sanguis my dear. Haharr. How was your run today?Are you frozen up yet? HaHaharr. Come on in! I was just tellin’ the boyshere about how we finally brought you home. Join us! Pull up a chair!” saidthe War King grinning wildly. Sanguis glanced over at her sisters. Their eyes burned with envy and jealousy. Were there slivers of brewing hate there?“Ahhhhh. Well I thought that I’d go and check on the hospital patients andstaff. If it’s okay with you War King, sire.” said Sanguis respectfully. TheWar King looked gravely at his eldest child. “Why can’t you call me …“father” for once?” his voice sounded hurt. “Truthfully, I mean no disrespect by this but, I don’t know you all that well. You know your other daughtersand sons better then me. I was just recently thrust back into your family after 15 years. Good bye, sire.” replied Sanguis as respectfully as she couldslowly backing up to the door. “Siiiiighh. Very well child. Have a goodtime.” he said quietly and demurely.
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