Introductions (Part 1)
Princess Leyva was excited. It would be her birthday in a few days and her father was throwing her an extravagant party to celebrate. It was almost certainly a ploy to sway her decision when it was time to choose a bond later that evening.
The bond was a Xaabosian tradition amongst the royalty. They would choose a member of the citizenry to become their personal guard, the citizen would be elevated to minor nobility and be required to go through a neural-link with their new charge.
As she casually strolled through her father’s water-garden she thought about the bond. She wanted to choose her friend Shaela but she knew that if she did so, it would send ripples through the entire empire. Shaela was Helsian, the last race to join the Xaabosian Empire – and it took her family over a six-hundred years to do so. Most citizens hated Helsian’s, lost family members to them during the wars. She couldn’t choose Shaela, as much as it pained her to admit it, she just couldn’t.
“Cousin!” Princess Leyva looked up to find her insufferable cousin, Korv heading her way. He was holding those two swords that he loved to carry around.
“Korv. To what do I owe the pleasure?” she asked with her most sincere fake smile.
“Where is you pet? We were supposed to spar earlier and she didn’t show.”
“She’s not my pet.” the princess snapped, “She’s my friend. And I don’t know where she is!”
Korv scoffed, “Friend? She can’t be your friend, she’s Helsian! They’re nothing more than just animals.”
“You’re just pissy because she always beats you at swordplay.” Princess Leyva held up her hand to stop Korv’s reply. “I have no time for this, cousin. Kindly get out of my way or I’ll tell Shaela not to go easy on you next time you fight.”
She stormed off, leaving behind an angry, and slightly bewildered Korv. That little exchange just made her want to choose Shaela even more. But she knew she couldn’t. Just like she knew exactly where she was – at the Molten Sea, no doubt picking fights with Rockfiends.