Macross 7 fanfic: Disclaimer: I obviously didn't make Macross 7. I'm just a fan! Standard Disclaimers apply! _______________________________________________ I Could Fall In Love *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ part 1 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The very earth shook beneath the Macross Castle. Yelling and the clang of metal sounded through the otherwise pleasant spring air. Servants as well as knights scrambled around the moat gates frantic to protect the lives of their Queen and fair Princess. Each knew what consequence would await if anything happened while King Maximillian was away. Queen Milia was not oblivious to the commotion. She rose from her throne causing the cluster of maids about her to fall to their knees in fear. "What is the meaning of all this?" came her strong, booming voice. A timid black-haired girl spoke, her eyes never leaving the marble floor of the throne-room. "I'm not sure your highness, but it sounds as if a dragon is nearby." Her-highness studied the girl carefully. "Dragon?" "Yes," She nodded, trembling under the scrutiny of her-majesty's gaze. "But I believe that Sir Gamlin has it under control." At that the women breathed a sigh of relief. Even Queen Milia returned to her seat trusting the competence of her most gallant and brave knight. ********* "What a blue sky!" exclaimed the son of King Lovelock. The sky was never so clear in Valkiria, and Prince Basara rarely had the luxury of seeing his kingdom bathed in glorious sunlight. His advisor followed closely, careful not to lag behind the young rogue. He knew how difficult persuading the Prince could be ... especially where social gatherings were concerned; and tonight, his highness Basara was due to attend the celebration at the Macross Castle... "Your Majesty." He began. The Prince slowed the pace. "What is it Gigil?" The advisor eyed him evenly. "Have you chosen your attire for this evening?" The Prince grinned. "Gigil, if you are inferring that I accompany mother and father to that meaningless feast, you've got another thing coming." Gigil cleared his throat. "Your Majesty. It would be in your best interest to attend the ball tonight." "And Why is that so?" His tone was calm, yet tinged with the defiance that often characterized his speech. "You are forgetting about our agreement." Gigil sighed. "That can't be helped. The fact is that your parents have made careful arrangements for you. In fact..." Gigil intimated, his voice lowering to a near whisper. "There is talk of your future bride." At that, the prince laughed, his golden eyes glazed over in amusement. "Bride?" He paused beside a tree to collect himself. "Gigil, you've got to be kidding." ********* "Beautiful!" The maids beamed proudly at their handiwork. "You look wonderful Princess!" Even that was an understatement. Mylene's long pink hair flowed in waves kissing the base of her lovely white satin gown. It was indeed a heavenly sight. The princess touched a hand to the silver necklace generously studded with diamonds and red rubies. The light hit it so that it reflected colors on her milky white bosom. "I can't believe mama gave me the crown jewels." The nursemaid stepped forward. "Queen Milia wants to make sure that King Lovelock's son is smitten." Mylene arched a fine eyebrow. "Who is this son?" "His highness Basara." The princess touched a hand to her earrings. "I've never heard of him." The maids began giggle. The youngest one named Miho stepped forwards. "But your excellency, Prince Basara is the handsomest man in the kingdom." Mylene turned to face her. "The handsomest man is he? I'll decide by how handsome his gifts are." ********* The advisor's face lost color. This was hardly the response he expected. ::Any normal prince would at least inquire about the dowry?!?:: Gigil cleared his throat. "Your majesty, this princess is the fairest in this kingdom and the next over... Her voice I hear, is sweeter than the swallow's ... not to mention, she has an awesome dowry. You should be more enthusiastic about your blessings." Basara sighed. "You will never understand my situation." He held the older man's shoulders gently. "My only love is music." Gigil's sunken eyes quickly flickered with disturbance. "Think Prince. You are only 24. When you become King, you can hire all the troubadours and songsters in Valkiria!" Basara shook his head. "I don't want to just listen and watch. I want to play... I want to sing and write. Only that will make me happy." He released Gigil. "And besides, I have a performance tonight." Gigil's eyes widened. "You don't mean that you're performing with those commoners!" Basara nodded. "Yes, And don't try to stop me." Gigil gaped as he studied the eyes, and unruly nature of the prince's brown hair. :: Willful, stubborn, and stupid.:: ********* Gamlin entered his palace chambers. Removing his shirt of mail, he eyed his armor. It was stained with the green bile and blood of the newly slain dragon. This was his 15th dragon. One more, and he might be inducted into the Starry Knights. His eyes glistened ::then maybe i'll be worthy of Princess Mylene's hand.:: His heartbeat quickened. He had been in love with the princess for some time. Everything about her was perfect. Her voice... Her lips... Her lovely soft hair that begged to be... He shook his head before heading towards the bath. The princess was too rich and beautiful to ever want a mere knight. He hadn't the land nor respect to deserve her love and attentions. But he had been invited to the feast... Maybe the Queen wanted to reward him for his bravery thus far? Perhaps she would promise him Mylene, and all the riches in the kingdom. Maybe tonight was his chance to be recognized. TO BE CONTINUED _____________________________________________________________________________________________ AUTHOR'S NOTES 1. I got the title from that Selena song... I love that song! 2. I actually had this idea for a while now. It wasn't fully developed but I just sat down and started typing, and this is what i came up with. I hope you like. Ja! ~Courtney-chan