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Prince Richard
Legacy Name: Prince Richard

The Angelic Montre
Owner: Nuke

Age: 16 years, 2 months, 5 days

Born: February 21st, 2008

Adopted: 13 years, 5 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: October 29th, 2010

Pet Spotlight Winner
February 4th, 2013

Statistics

• Level: 1
   
• Strength: 10
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 10
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 0
   
• Books Read: 0
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

Slowly I began to hear things again. I heard the ocean, its quiet wakes calmly brushing against the shore. It was quite different from the last thing I remembered… That storm…
Wait, that storm! What happened? My ship, it… My men… Where are my men??
I scrambled to my feet, or at least, tried to. My body forced itself back onto the sand after barely half a second, my head spinning. I opened my eyes at least, to see what had become of me. Besides being soaked to the bone, I seemed okay. Nothing felt broken, except maybe my brain. I shook my head lightly, water droplets flying from my hair. Oh, my poor hair… It was a flat mess of its former self.
“What’s this??” A voice from afar suddenly came, making my heart soar. At least I hadn’t ended up on some abandoned island! “Sir, are you alive? Are you alright??”
I managed to sit up, holding my head, and turned to where the voice had come from. “Yes, I… think I’m okay. I can speak, at least.”
A man in full armor stood before me, but quickly kneeled, offering me a hand. “Here sir, let me help you to your feet. Were you shipwrecked by any chance? I wouldn’t be surprised, by the looks of you.”
“I’m sure that’s what happened.” As I spoke the words, my heart sank again. “My ship… All of my men were on that ship. I wonder… What even happened…?”
“…I don’t see any debris.” The man noted, staring out into the sea as he held onto my arm to keep me from falling down again. “Perhaps your ship survived, but you simply fell overboard?”
I closed my eyes, trying to think for a minute. “My memory’s a bit scattered, but that’s a very probable explanation…”
“Well sir, we can ponder all of that later. I’d best take you to the castle and get you some dry clothes.”
“That would be… just wonderful, thank you.”
“By the way sir, what is… your name?”
Feebly trying to fix my hair as we walked, I smiled at him. “My name is Richard. Prince Richard of th-”
“Did you say Richard?!” The man jumped back from me, an utterly shocked look on his face. “A-are you really… our lost king!?”
My eyes went wide. “K-king? Uh, oh, no you… must be mistaken. I’m no king, only the prince of my land, the Custard Kingd-”
“No no, you must be King Richard! Our long lost King Richard, come back from his eternal journey to far-off lands… Please excuse my rudeness from before, Your Majesty!!”
“Rudeness…? But you were really-”
“We must get back to Kanalet Castle at once and inform the others! To think, I saved our lost King’s life… Our King has finally returned!!”
As I was basically dragged to the castle, the armored man continued on about me being king… From his ramblings I gathered that the island I had landed on was called Koholint. I had never even heard of such a place, much less ruled over it… What an unfortunate turn of events…
…I wonder if my crew will ever be able to find me here…

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“Here are your quarters, Your Majesty. This room has been awaiting your arrival for a very long time, but rest assured that your servants have kept it absolutely dust and vermin-free! Please take your time to grow re-accustomed to this place…” The man in armor stepped backwards out of the room, bowing and shutting the door in one fluid motion.
I sighed, looking around the room. It was honestly beautiful, furnished in all light blues and white, accented in gold… If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought this room really did belong to me.
My heart suddenly jumped, and I grabbed my belt at lightning speed. I sighed in absolute relief. My satchel was still there… Quickly I opened it, and beamed at the contents. My five Golden Leaves were still with me even after all of that… Though I had lost everything else, and was probably hundreds of miles from anyone I had ever known… my Golden Leaves gave me such wonderful comfort. Such a precious gift from Sable on my birthday last year…
…Sable.
I quietly cursed to myself. Would I ever see him again? Damn it all, I never should have left Mille-Feuille after that duel. What was going to happen to me now? I promised him I would return someday, but at this rate… If these people truly think I am their king… They certainly won’t let me leave so easily. Not like I had a means of travel, anyways.
I stood still for a moment, still in my dripping wet clothes, clutching that little satchel to my heart. I closed my eyes, and slowly exhaled. I suppose there was no point in worrying about all of those things… The people here seemed kind enough. Perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to… play along, a bit…

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[Fanpet of Prince Richard from For the Frog the Bell Tolls]

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