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The Princess and the Pauper: Chapter 9Chapter 9: The "Before Final" TaskThe Princess and the Pauper: Chapter 9 by CarlottaStudios
The next day, as the suitors prepared for their before-final task, mounting their skyrides or doing some last-minute checks on their weapons and armor, the royals watched in nervous anticipation. Piper, in particular, was nervous. Nervous about Adam dying in this task, nervous about him surviving, nervous about him winning the whole competition and what that would entail, nervous about the lives of all four suitors, nervous about everything! She held the necklace Adam had given her yesterday in hopes of comfort, but none came.
"Father, are you sure about this task?" Piper finally asked her father.
He turned to her, eyebrow raised in a silent question.
"I mean," Piper continued, "the great expanse is so dangerous! No one has ever returned from there! No one! This is a suicide mission!"
The king put a comforting hand on his daughter's shoulder.
"Stealing the phoenix crystal was also considered suicide," he said calmly, "and the suitors all returned unha
Aerrow and JealousyAerrow was a very jealous person. He wasn’t proud of it, but it was something he just couldn’t help. Even before he and Piper got together, he always felt a stab of defensive anger whenever another male so much as looked at her for a bit too long. Which meant over five seconds. Back when he was a child, it was more out of brotherly protection than anything romantic. But as they grew, she became less of a sister and more of a sparky, beautiful, very desirable young woman. And as the love and desire grew, so did the jealousy.Aerrow and Jealousy by CarlottaStudios
It was even worse once they got together. It wasn’t that Piper was flirtatious, far from it, but she was, to put frankly, quite amazing to look at. And so a lot of people did. Aerrow felt steam pouring from his ears whenever some guy would pass them by and whistle. Then he’d put a hand on Piper’s shoulder and send a death glare at the poor fellow, one that could roughly be translated as:
“She’s my girl. You touch her, you
AerrowxMermaid!Piper (#2)The Siren of Pirate’s BayAerrowxMermaid!Piper (#2) by CarlottaStudios
Garett hadn’t even reached his destination yet, but it was very late, and he was bone-tired, so he decided to stop at the next inn or tavern or whatever to stay for the night. As it happened, he came across the Pirate’s Bay tavern, situated right next to the body of water of the same name. He entered and found a seat near the back, and once the nice tavern-girl had brought him a flagon of ale and informed him there was a guest room upstairs he could stay in, he looked around at the other people, drinking and talking merrily. He frowned a little.
“If this is Pirate’s Bay, where’re all the pirates?” he wondered aloud.
He hadn’t meant for anyone to hear him, and jumped when a voice behind him spoke:
“There used to be pirates here.”
Garett turned. A man looked up at him from under the brim of his large captain’s-hat. His brilliant red hair was spiky and tangled, and his eyes emerald green. Garett re
The Princess and the Pauper: Chapter 8Chapter 8: The GiftThe Princess and the Pauper: Chapter 8 by CarlottaStudios
Hours later, the sun was just starting its descent to rejoin the horizon. Far from feeling sleepy, though, the whole arena was restless. The third task had already been completed; a race through the perilous storms around Polaris Pointe, and Lord Adam had once again triumphed. Many in the audience felt that his victory was all but certain now, and openly discussed how he might make a good prince and, later, a good king. Others however, were still skeptical. Terra Nimbus wasn't known for its wealth and status, so Adam's rise as the likely winner might drop dead in this fourth task.
The suitors had just left Krystal again for said fourth task: by nightfall, each suitor was to present the princess a gift which would represent just how great his love for her was. How could a simple lord, one from a terra that wasn't wealthy, powerful or greatly renowned, compete with princes and other noblemen from such great terras? Those in favor of Adam scoffed. He had won every sing
Different Kind of VictoryThe Condor is the awesomest airship ever built, hands down. Period.by OKami-hu
Being its helmsman, navigator and maintainer is a privilege. It's a duty, a responsibility that demands a whole man and a capable one at that.
Stork considers becoming that man one of his greatest personal victories ever.
But the story doesn't end there. The Condor is a wonderful ship, but it's the last of its kind; parts aren't made for her anymore. That means, other, suitable parts need to be tracked down and more often than not, modified. So while Aerrow and his Knights fight their battles on the sky, defeating Cyclonians, Stork stalks the markets and workshops, twitching from worry and sometimes, sheer terror when it's the seedier parts of the terra towns. He deals hard, the perfectionist he is, and then he runs back to his own workshop to do the nicer part of the job.
And at the end of the day, when the team returns, the Condor continues her way, swiftly soaring on the sky, without a hitch; an
The Dark Ace's Victoryby Sunagirl
The citizens of Terra Atmosia gazed skyward to the crash of metal on metal. Almost a daily sight now, they watched the battle with fearful eyes. Storm Hawks versus Cyclonia, the only squadron in the Atmos free from Cyclonis's control. The young heroes valiantly fought a losing battle against the Cyclonian army. Outnumbered and outgunned, they refused to surrender.
The Dark Ace rammed his skimmer into Aerrow's, eliciting another ear-shattering crunch as the Storm Hawk's ride caved beneath the pressure. The fearless sky night ignored his failing ride and somersaulted toward his rival. He knew the Dark Ace was winning.
Lightning cracked across the blood-red sky of Cyclonia, followed by a brief darkness.
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