Sweet Sonata
Dance upon the winds of your wildest dreams
The child without a name grew up to be the hand
To watch you, to shield you or kill on demand
The choice he'd made he could not comprehend
His blood a grim secret they had to command
He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He prayed for both but was denied
So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?
The curse of his powers tormented his life
Obeying the crown was a sinister price
His soul was tortured by love and by pain
He surely would flee but the oath made him stay
He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He prayed for both but was denied
So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?
Please forgive me for the sorrow, for leaving you in fear
For the dreams we had to silence, that's all they'll ever be
Still I'll be the hand that serves you
Though you'll not see that it is me
So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?
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He had been raised to be a killer, to serve the imperial family in the shadows, taking out their enemies before they saw the light of day.
She was the eldest child of the Emperor, raised to be the next Empress should she survive long enough. Other wives, other children have their eyes on the crown and she just happens to be in the way. Being the favored child came with some perks, her father assigned her a shadow. A guard who would be with her always should danger strike. Yet, this wasn't the first time they had met.
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Bright cheerful laughter filled the courtyard, a young girl chasing a ball as her mother looked on quietly. Throwing the ball up into the air had turned out to be a bad idea, and it had become lodged between the branches. Silk slippers and the soft fabric were not suited for climbing trees, her mother would have a fit if she discovered Indira climbing trees. It simply wasn't proper for a young lady of her standing.
"Do you need help?" The young boy had been found half dead outside the gates and brought inside for treatment. Somewhere along the way he was adopted by the General of the Imperial Guard and allowed to more or less freely roam the vast complex. He had seen brief glimpses of the little princess, who was doted upon by most everyone in the palace. Tear filled eyes looked at him, hands clasped before. "I can't loose the ball..my father will be upset with me..if you could just help me get it I would be in your debt."
Between the two of them, they managed to knock the ball loose, Indira's mother finally looking up from her needlework to see her daughter speaking with that boy...the one that her husband had claimed was being trained carefully. "Indira! Come here at once." Her mother even rose to her feet, dragging the little girl from the courtyard. "Don't forget! I am indebted to you!" The girl managed to yell before she was dragged off..without the ball they had both worked so hard to dislodge.
I would play the Imperial Princess, you would play the protector. More can be worked out OOP via discord.
To watch you, to shield you or kill on demand
The choice he'd made he could not comprehend
His blood a grim secret they had to command
He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He prayed for both but was denied
So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?
The curse of his powers tormented his life
Obeying the crown was a sinister price
His soul was tortured by love and by pain
He surely would flee but the oath made him stay
He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He prayed for both but was denied
So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?
Please forgive me for the sorrow, for leaving you in fear
For the dreams we had to silence, that's all they'll ever be
Still I'll be the hand that serves you
Though you'll not see that it is me
So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind?
So many years have past, who are the noble and the wise?
Will all our sins be justified?
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He had been raised to be a killer, to serve the imperial family in the shadows, taking out their enemies before they saw the light of day.
She was the eldest child of the Emperor, raised to be the next Empress should she survive long enough. Other wives, other children have their eyes on the crown and she just happens to be in the way. Being the favored child came with some perks, her father assigned her a shadow. A guard who would be with her always should danger strike. Yet, this wasn't the first time they had met.
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Bright cheerful laughter filled the courtyard, a young girl chasing a ball as her mother looked on quietly. Throwing the ball up into the air had turned out to be a bad idea, and it had become lodged between the branches. Silk slippers and the soft fabric were not suited for climbing trees, her mother would have a fit if she discovered Indira climbing trees. It simply wasn't proper for a young lady of her standing.
"Do you need help?" The young boy had been found half dead outside the gates and brought inside for treatment. Somewhere along the way he was adopted by the General of the Imperial Guard and allowed to more or less freely roam the vast complex. He had seen brief glimpses of the little princess, who was doted upon by most everyone in the palace. Tear filled eyes looked at him, hands clasped before. "I can't loose the ball..my father will be upset with me..if you could just help me get it I would be in your debt."
Between the two of them, they managed to knock the ball loose, Indira's mother finally looking up from her needlework to see her daughter speaking with that boy...the one that her husband had claimed was being trained carefully. "Indira! Come here at once." Her mother even rose to her feet, dragging the little girl from the courtyard. "Don't forget! I am indebted to you!" The girl managed to yell before she was dragged off..without the ball they had both worked so hard to dislodge.
I would play the Imperial Princess, you would play the protector. More can be worked out OOP via discord.
