In the world of Remnant many stories and legends are considered nothing more then fairy tales. But to most people in this world, they know these fairy tales are real.
Witness as a fairy tale lost in time slowly reveals itself, with old and new char...
On the path to the Crimson Castle, a toy soldier, who is drumming, leads Team RWBY and Jackson who are followed by three more toy soldiers.
Yang: Uh, are we sure we should do this?
Ruby: Well, the Red King helped Alyx.
Weiss: We aren’t Alyx.
As they walk, a turquoise butterfly is seen landing on top of a stone pillar.
Entering a courtyard, they see many Toy Guards lined up along the pathway. A soldier does a drumroll, and the soldiers along the path play an extravagant fanfare. Pair by pair, they step aside, making way for a rather short-statured, crowned figure dressed in royal garments who walks down to the five. They pose dramatically as the fanfare comes to an end.
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Team RWBY look on flabbergasted.
Ruby: You’re the Red King?
Red Prince: How dare you! There is no King! I’m the Red Prince. Hmph! Why, I never! Coming to someone’s castle without even knowing who they are, and on my birthday!
Toy Guards: Happy Birthday, Your Majesty!
A soldier is distracted by the butterfly from earlier, before his fellow soldiers nudges him.
Toy Guard 01: Huh? O-oh! Happy Birthday, Your Majesty!
The Prince looks on with a slight anger in his eyes, before calming his composure.
Red Prince: Yes, yes. A joyous occasion, thank you very much.
Blake: (whispers) Red Prince?
Yang: The King wasn’t nearly as rude, or small, or loud.
Toy Guard 02: Well, if it hadn’t been for your kind, the King would still be here!
The Toy Guards shush him. Ruby sighs and steps forward to the Prince with a smile and does a curtsy.
Ruby: Happy birthday, Your Majesty.
Little: Happy birthday!
Yang: Ugh, happy birthday…
Blake: Happy birthday.
Jackson: Happy birthday.
Weiss: Happy birthday, I guess…
Red Prince: How do you know such privileged information?! You must be infiltrators! Here to steal my crown!
The Prince gasps as he climbs up on top of a toy soldier while Weiss facepalms.
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