unabashedkittenmoon

[unabashedkittenmoon]

(Teaser for a new book I am working on titled heir to snow and steel the full story is going to be on Wattpad and here and possibly ao3 Having said that enjoy and give me feedback please)

The wind howled outside the snowbourn castle, a stale reminder of the storm in the east. Daver woke up from his slumber frantically, his heart beating out of his chest sweat pouring down his face. His breathing was frantic as he tried to sit up. The sound of armor moving filled the hall as a tall man with black hair and a wolf's mask entered the room with his sword drawn. “What's wrong, young prince, is everything alright?” Fangrath said his deep voice now filled with concern. Davers breath slowed as he calmed down “I..I think so why did you run here?” Daver asked, now sitting upright, his hand brushing through his black silky hair. “You screamed, my lord , I thought you were in danger” Fangrath said, sheathing his sword. The prince slowly breathed, regaining his composure “j..just a nightmare fang I..I'm alright” Daver had said in a sheepish and still alarmed voice. The room fell silent once more as Fang nodded, putting a nearby chair at the door. “W..what are you doing?” Daver questioned with a dumbfounded look on his face. Fang said in the chair and chuckled slightly “I'll stay here while you sleep. I will protect you my little Lord”. “T..thank you fang” the prince murmured laying back down on his bed. The morning came sooner than expected just a few hours later. Daver awoke to the sounds of chanting in the streets and the sounds of trumpets filling the air. Today was special, today is the day his father would come home from his duties as the head of the snowbourn house. Daver quickly scrambled to get his clothes on before he rushed down the white halls with light blue trim. It had been four winters since he had seen his father, Daver was sixteen now in just a few moons he would be taking exams to become a soldier. However when he reached the stairs cheers stopped, the sound now filled with gasps and the cries of women. Fangs arms wrapped around Daver “no my prince no! I..I can't let you go out there” fang said in a desperate and upset tone. “B..but my dad he's home t..the king has come back” Daver exclaimed unsure of the reasoning for this. He had glanced behind fang seeing sixteen men on horseback with a wagon being pulled behind one of them, all the soldiers in white armor. “NO!” Daver exclaimed, fighting against fangs grip. “WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY DAD!?” Daver screamed out now desperate for an answer. “Kid listen to me and listen good…” fangraths voice was quiet and he spoke slowly. “Y..your father has fallen in battle young king I..I'm sorry” fangrath slowly let go of Daver as Daver growled out words “LIAR! LIAR! HE IS NOT DEAD!” Daver ran outside, tears streaming down his face as he cried out “DAD! DAD PLEASE! GET UP!” davers words were barely recognizable at this point but he clung to the cart that carried his father almost like a bee clings to their fallen queen. As they approached the graveyard Daver stopped in complete shock, he watched as they lowered his father into the grave. Daver felt pressure like never before since he was the only child of the king and he would become the heir to the throne at just sixteen. Daver silently walked back to the castle, memories of him and his father flooding his psyche. His thoughts now clouded with a barrage of emotions. He stopped at the blacksmith near the capital “what can I do ya for prince?” A man wearing only a piece of cloth to cover himself as his voice was gravely and his right eye was clearly a fake glass ball. “A..a broadsword like my father's..” Daver managed to say only that. His expression was one of a man who had gone through the unimaginable, his eyes vacant of emotion. As he studied all the swords laying around the tables. the blacksmith nodded and proceeded to work. “Deliver it to the castle when you are done” Daver spoke so quietly almost like he didn't want to speak as he sat down a bag of twenty gold.