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Frosted peaks sheltered the small mountain village, Amunet, that served as the capital for Arolnan. The village was normally not that busy as there were ever few visitors to the nation let alone the capital. Today; however, was the Knight's Tourney, and so Arolnan's from every village had come to watch or participate in the festivities. It was one of the few times they all got together or did anything other nations would consider "fun." Merchants were setting up stalls selling food and touristy baubles as this years tourney was different, outsiders would be joining.

Raymond Lucetta, the crown Prince of Arolnan, inhaled sharply and held his breath before letting an arrow loose from his bow, hitting a target dead center over 100 yards away. He went to reach for another arrow when he heard one of his sisters calling for him.

"Ray!" a light feminine voice called through the stone walls of the Mountain Palace. "Ray come on! We have to greet everyone! You're going to win the tourney, you have no need of practice, brother!" The young girl was 11 years younger than Ray but at least a head shorter than him as she threw her arms around him. "Who knows, perhaps you'll make a match with one of the Princesses who comes?"

"Now you sound like mother, Rayne." Ray's deep voice was mockingly displeased.

He was close with his sister's despite the icy exterior he gave outsiders. His sisters found it endlessly amusing that their parents machinations to marry him off to some noble woman had failed and that he was known as the "Ice Prince." He picked Rayne up and twirled her around much to her giggling delight. Setting her back on her feet he didn't bother to put his weapons away, he would need them for the tournament later.

He and Rayne made their way to the entrance hall where they and the rest of the royal family would greet the outsiders, as Ray liked to call them. Aside from the tourney, all of the kingdoms were coming together to sign a peace accord. Ray's father, King Richard, had emphasized the importance of the peace accords for months. Ray didn't trust it but he was not yet King and so kept his opinions to himself. He waited dutifully next to his mother and father, though they gave a disapproving look at him for wearing his normal mountain clothes, a dark blue hooded cloak ensemble that was easy to move in, protective, and most importantly, warm. Arolnan was cold by nature from the mountains, he doubted the outsiders would like the weather much while they were here.
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"AND HERE COMES PRINCE CHARMING!"-the announcer announced yelled for all to hear.
"Named the Prettiest Smile of the 5 Kingdoms, his looks are said to have been gifted BY GOD HIMSELF!"-all the ladies were cheering loudly while the man were cross armed annoyed.
His first few shots weren't anything to look at...well that's score-wise but the bow that he used and the arrows, all adorned by shining gems that blinded the audience during his turn making all the girls cheer again. It was more like a lightshow! He had picked the specific gems for this competition to make the most out of the mirrored light of the sun.
During the last part of the arrow competition he turned away, looking at the crowd and smiling with a small wink to the girls. He shot the arrow without looking towards the target.
"WHA-..WHAT IS HE DOING!!! HE PLANS TO SHOOT WITHOUT WATCHING!"
He took the shot, the flashing arrow radiated more brightly then ever as the sun rays hit it at a particular angle and..*thump*.
It hit the tree trunk above the target. The audience all responded with a "OUUUUUUUU" while some men cheered. But then one girl in the front row noted:"LOOK! HE HIT THE FALLING LEAF!"
He looked again more closely and it was true, his arrow had hit a falling leaf...or did it really? It was but a slight of hand to attach a leaf on top of an arrow head, more so when the audience could barely look at the arrows. But none the matter they all cheered. The young girls were feverish and some of them yelling:"TAKE ME! TAKE ME!"
"Pfff, village girls"-but he still shook his head in a way to pronounce his volumptous smooth hair and gave his trademarks smile with a wink in the end, making one of the girls fall to her knees being held by 2 of her friends. Now he would start enjoying the tournament until it was time to sign the treaty.
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