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So Much More

As future kind Bryce was entitled to wealth, power and women. A chance meeting with a creature from another world teaches him that there's so much more outside his world and he can protect it.

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Chapter One- Prince Bryce

His kingdom was the most beautiful thing in the world and Bryce had seen a lot in the world. Nothing came close to the beauty of the land, he would soon secure as his own. The weather was moderate, excellent for his bones.

"Hello, Mother," Bryce said to the women who walked in. He was glad that he got her looks, just with the masculine touch of his father. "Is there anything you need?"

"Your... nature has gotten to your father," she said her black hair pulled back in a crown braid, her purple eyes kind. "You might want to cease it or your father will give the crown to you more committed brother."

"Mother what are you saying?"

"The leaders of neighbouring lands will sent their sons and daughters for the courting ceremony," she told him a frown on her face. She did see the problem with Bryce's behaviour, but he was her son and she loved him anyway. "Be on your best behaviour and look for a potential bride or the thrown goes to Bobby."

When the heavy doors closed behind his Mother, he only rolled his eyes. As if Bobby even deserved the throne he was entitled to. He wasn't nearly as attractive as himself and had settled with one of his childhood friends, a plain looking girl by the name of Kasey.

Dressing for the day, Bryce stormed from his room towards his father thrown room. The man himself was settled in his chair. His eyes hardening as he looked at his eldest.

"I was expecting you sooner," he said waving at the small man, who was writing notes, to leave the room.

"Mother told me," Bryce said nodding at Bobby. He wasn't going to give up the thrown to his brother and sister in law. "I'm not going to give up my birth right."

"We've all been boys, but if you can't be discrete about in, then we have to do things like this," Duncan told him a frown on his face. "There was a women who claimed to be pregnant with your child. We were able to remove a problem, but not the source. You have a month, or I'll name Bobby as my heir. Am I clean?"

"Yes."

"What?"

"Yes, sir," Bryce said looking at the ground as he bowed to his father, before turning away he had things to think about. And it wasn't the lovely new lady in the kitchen.

"Son."

"Sir?"

"I want to patrol the mountains of the east this week," Duncan told him rolling his eyes at his sons ways. "I heard you talking about the women in the kitchen. So it might be better if you weren't here for the week. For your Destiny's heart at least."

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He took off around noon, letting his black wings span out into the sky. To show others the futures king form. He smiled at his people and most of them smiled back, others were too busy with their chores to look up.

He was feeling good about himself as he landed on the east side of the kingdom. It wasn't an overly populated sight, hidden mountains along the waterfalls. It wasn't a demanded sight, since it was used mainly for scouting. Only a handful was selected for the easy post, but it had never occurred to him as necessary. There was another in the east and not many knew of it's location, but select few had seen battle in the east and most likely never would.

During his own training days, he had been assigned to the busier port town in his father's land for guard duty. He'd put away a few fist and drunken, it was a good two years... for other reasons.

A station like this one was boring. Only the lazy wanted to be stationed here. No people, no booze and no time off.

"Prince Bryce," a man shouted running towards him. He looked at his tunic to see his rank, but not finding any. "Sorry sir. We just got news of your arrival. I'm the commander of this situation, please allow me to show you to your room."

"Then call the guards. I wish to see them," Bryce told him. He wasn't impressed with what he had seen so far, but he didn't know what the rest of them were like.

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The week went by slowly. He monitored the troops during the day, forcing them into the strict training retune to loss the extra weight. At nights he would return to his quarters, over-hearing some of their conversations. A couple of them were clearly in a relationship with one another, but there were a few things that didn't add up.

At night, when they thought he was asleep they went looking into the caves. There was talk of one of the caves would grant them the goods, they had to find it before someone else did. By the end of the week, he clocked himself and followed the guards to the cave.

"Still nothing?" a female asked walking into the cave. A frown on her slightly scared face and he didn't even want to look at her missing arm.

"This is the fifth year. They always deliver one on the fifth year," the commander growled. "I'm being discharged in a month I refuse to leave without one of my own."

"Maybe they aren't sending?"

"I will be not insulted by this monsters," he growled slamming her into the wall. "I want something to show my service to this awful place."

"We'll keep an eye out," she told him rolling her eyes. "You'll have one by the end of the month, they always deliver, like you said. If we don't collect it tonight it'll easier to do later, since we won't have the prince to worry about."

"I don't want the royals knowing about this. They get enough trophies."

"Yes, sir."

"Let's go back. It's too damn dark in here."

"Let me help you."

Bryce opened his eyes once the voices left. He was glad that he had better eye sight than most. It gave him an advantage to look around and try to find what they were looking for. No one travelled far into the cave, since it was dark. It had been the one most checked if the marks on the walls wert anything to go by.

Making his way through the odd walls, Bryce made sure to be carefully with his footing and tried to find anything illegal.

The slave trade in the kingdom was dwindling with recent laws. Some children were stolen from their mother's to be raised as slaves. To think that the royal guard was supporting it, made anger boil from the pits of his belly. Before he spotted something, carefully walking up to the small lump in the middle of the ground.

"Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me," the small girl said her red hair covering her face. He looked at her to see if there was any threat. But she was as small as his nieces.

"Relax, who brought you here?" he asked but all she did was scream. Not one of rage, but one of pure terror. She didn't want to be here as much as he did. It might have been the thing the guards were looking for. The one that was delivered ever five years.

"Are you a gift from the gods?"

She just sniffled crying on the ground. Looking at him with large watery blue eyes with a ring of green around her pupil.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he told her. His hand ran through her soft hair and he wondered how something this small was a monster? Looking behind him, he heard the voice getting further and further away. "I'm going to untie you, but you must go back to wherever you came from."

Pulling at the rope, snapped it away from the 'monster'. The creature opened her eyes breathing heavily from her spot on the ground. Stepping back, he tried to look as defenceless as possible.

The creature just looked over her shoulder, in the same direction as the fading voices and then back at him. Turning back Bryce started to go back to the way he came, but he stopped midway since he heard small footsteps.

"I told you to go back!"

She just walked towards him, saying something that he didn't understand. He knew three of the kingdom's languages, but he knew one thing and that was this small girl wasn't going to leave him alone. That and the guards were after her, he refused to let another slave into his kingdom and not a child at that. "Just don't say anything."