The Queen's Cure

Author note: This is my first story ever, aside from the horrible, higly sexual crossover fanfics I used to write when I was 12. No sex yet, but there will be lots of it soon enough.  Enjoy the story and please leave a review!



Characters: Logan, Jasper, The Hero of Brightwall.

Warnings: None

 

Logan sat on the throne in Bowerstone castle. The throne where his little sister sat just two weeks ago. “Two weeks” he sighed. That was when they had found her, crying in and old cave. She had gone crazy and with her delusions she posed a threat to those around her.

Her loyal friend Jax was worriedly watching her and howled when Logan and his reque team found them. They took her home, but they couldn't do anything other than lock her in her bedroom and wait.

Logan took the liberty of taking care of his sister's dog and found that the animal's prescense gave his mind some rest. He ran his fingers over the scar on his face, thinking about the upcoming tasks. He had a whole kingdom to rule while trying to find a cure for his sister's condition. He had gladly abdicated from the throne five years ago, and Albion had been growing since the crawler's attack a year later. The king... he was the king again. Logan sighed.

“Your majesty” one of the guards said. Logan cleared his throat as he looked at the young, handsome man. He was about to say something when he saw Jasper standing next to the guard. “Jasper.” He said, unable to hide the surprise in his voice.

“Your majesty.” Jasper looked tired. His shoulders hanging, dark circles surrounding his eyes and an expression on his face that could only be discribed as defeated. “I.. I just visited the Queen, eh, princess.”

Logan nodded understandingly. “I know” his voice was no more than a whisper. “She.. She will make it, she will get well soon. I promise, Jasper. I promise” Tears filled his eyes as he thought of his little sister. He knew what Jasper had gone through in his probably short visit. Her delusions made her cruel.

Jasper nodded and exited the throne room, leaving Logan to his thoughts.

They had told her she was no longer the queen. That she had to stay in her room for a while. They had treated her like a child.. a crazy child. And there was this strange old man who visited her. He had looked vaguely familiar to her, but then again, everyone did when their faces blurred into those of her enemies. He had said that she had some sort of disease that caused her to have black outs in which she attacked people. She didn't remember anything like that happening, but that was probably why they were called black outs.

Staring out of the window of her bedroom, she tried desperately to remember. She wanted to know who the man was who saved her, and why the old man talked to her like hehad known her all her life. She wished to have someone to talk to, but they were all afraid.

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