Once upon a time-nah. Too cliche. How about one day-no. This is the present. How about we star with a girl. A girl named (Name) and her story.
"What?" You buried your face in the pillow. "Five more.....minutes...." You fell back asleep.
"Wake. Up." You were shoved off the bed to meet your good friend, the floor. "Good morning, your highness."
"To me or the empty bed?" You peeled yourself off the floor.
"You, princess." There stood your roommate.
"Seriously, Francine." You stretched while yawning. "What's so important?"
"The King called." With a flick of her brown hair the French lady in waiting said, "Get your butt there by twelve for the meeting, Princess"
"It's five in the morning." You looked at the dull morning light.
"I have a feeling that you might have a few things to do before that." Her blue eyes flashed mischeviously and she set your black silk cloak on the bed. "but then again, you might be late. Again."
"Thanks." You said and stomped into the bathroom. "And call me (Name,) not Princess."
You slipped on your white button down with puffy sleeves,a black vest, a (f/c) riding tail coat, black boots, black pants and your cloak. It was your regular wear for riding. You strapped your bow onto your back and went to get Celeste.
"C'mon, Celeste." You pulled the reins again.
Your white silver speckled horse refused to come out of her stall. She neighed and stood firmly in place.
"Fine." You huffed. "I brought carrots but....oh well." You held a carrot out. Celeste looked over to the carrot and neighed. She tried to take a bite but you pulled it away. You backed up and tied it to a rope. Celeste walked towards it. While she was distracted you jumped into a crate and carefully climbed on, since there was no saddle you just had to ride care back. She didn't even notice, she just munched on the carrot. "Good girl." You fed her another carrot. "Let's go."
You rode through the forest. Eventually, you both galloped into the woods. Your father told you to stay out but you never listened. What's so scary about it? Nothing. That's what.
You two were about for a couple of hours. It was around seven or eight in the morning.
The freedom felt nice. It was the best feeling in the world. The wind on your face and fresh air.
You ended up at the cliff that overlooked the valley. In the center was the capital of the kingdom Hiella. It was a vast city. Complex and beautiful. It was arranged in a square shape. The farmland surrounded the outer square. The outer squares were the newer parts of the city. Tall skyscrapers surrounded the inner part. Each time you went through the city, it would be like going back in time. The capital has been around since the 16th century. The palace was the most spectacular part of the city. It was in the center and jutted out grandly. It was a gold and (F/c.) the colors of your country. It had acres of land around with beautiful gardens and landscape. It was simply the most amazing city in Hiella. It was in the center of the Kingdom.
"Wow. I still can't get used to this." You sighed. "I can even see the visiting royals from here." There were riders or carriages that were lined up by the palace. Apparently there was some ball tonight. It was a ball for your sister. It was her 21st birthday. The birthday where she came of age so she could take the throne. Only after she married though which is most unlikely.
Gosh, did you hate balls. They were so boring. You had to wear a corset and dance and act like a ditz for men and wear a dress! With a corset! You weren't a tomboy. You just had a very wild spirit as your mother had once put it. You liked wearing jeans and a simple tee shirt with a nice jacket even if your father disapproved. He thought that Royals should dress like royals and commoners should dress like commoners.
You rode away from the cliff to the water falls. You dismounted and pulled what you needed from your saddle bag. The spell book from your mothers library. You looked around cautiously in case anyone found out about your secret.
Magic was outlawed in your kingdom by your father. When your mother died, he had made illegal for magic to be used. Your mother, Rose, was assassinated by fellow noble by magic for a bid for the throne. Of course, he was stopped and executed. Ever since, magic was banned. The common man could not use it either like a royal or noble since it would be too dangerous for that much power to be in the hands of somebody who already had enough power. Your fathers words not yours. This lead to the illegal magic markets. It had combined hands with the black market making it even more profitable. People knew but nobody would say anything about it. Magic was a useful and wonderful tool that nobody wanted to give up. Even you had to agree and you frequently were at the black/magic markets in your free time. You learned new spells and it was good place to find charms.
Your mother was a wizard herself. You vowed one day you would be a powerful wizard like her. Matter in fact, the most powerful right after Lukas, the Royal wizard.
Lukas left the kingdom fearing what your father would do to him. You missed him terribly. He was twenty when you were fourteen, just before magic was banned and your mother had been killed two years prior. You were now eighteen. He should be twenty four by now. You wondered how he was. He was like a second big brother to you since you had a older sister and a big brother. You were in the middle, you had two fraternal twins as siblings after you.
"Good morning, Princess." You felt a small rock hit your head.
"Ouch! What the h-!" A large bird swooped over you and landed on a rock.
"Language." The bird shrank down to size and a blonde haired man snatched it up putting it in his pocket. His cold blue eyes flashed sternly. Lukas Bondevick, former Royal Wizard and your teacher. "Beside bringing me out of retirement, now you want me to be your governess?" He said sarcastically.
"Good to see you, too." You smirked. "Big brother~"
His face was emotionless but you knew you hit a nerve. "Ice Arrows!" He snapped.
You had seconds before your raised yours hands as a slab of rock protected you from the ice arrows. The arrows turned and nearly hit you. You dodged and raised slabs so you could use them to jump off and dodged. You flipped narrowly avoiding one to your eye. You raised two slabs to protect yourself while you figured a way to attack him.
You took off your jacket and cloak, throwing then aside.
You looked at the plants behind him. "Ivy start to tangle and make this fool dangle." You felt the ivy respond to your will.
Lukas concentrated on sending arrows the he didn't notice the plants behind him curling around his feet. His blue eyes snapped to he plants as be froze them.
"Damn." You growled.
"Try a little harder." He was distracted so you sent a rock his way. It hit in the chest and sent him flying over the edge.
"Lukas!" You ran over the edge. What have you just done?! You just killed your-
"Water blast!" Cold water blasted your face knocking you backwards and into the dirt. Bad day to wear white. Good thing your were wearing a vest over the white shirt so nobody could see your bra.
Your slammed your hand on some mud, concentrating on your magic energy. Then you let it take shape and have a life of its own.
"Mud pit Monster come alive and serve your master." You whispered. Your (e/c) eyes opened to see the gigantic mud monster you had made. It roared and you mentally scolded yourself. If anyone complained about that, you could kiss magic goodbye. With a flick of your fingers it now had a off switch. The monster was like taking a bunch of chocolate, sticking twigs and rocks in for a face and letting it stay overnight. Maybe you could work on it being more pleasant than an eyesore.
Lukas rose up. Underneath him was a pillar of water that supported him. He jumped off and the water followed whatever his hand did.
"Good but not good enough." He put both his hands together and went a current of water toward shot towards it. It went through it and all it could do was claw the water only to dissolve with it. He finished it off with a blast charm. A charm that was made of pure energy. A blue light enveloped the monster destroying it.
"Aw, C'mon Lukas!" You stomped your foot. "I didn't even get to name it!"
"Your improving." He said. You raised an eyebrow, he never complimented. "But you need to work on you creation spells." Of course.
"You are my teacher....."
"I know. Now, did you bring me the spell book I asked for." He held his hand out. You walked over to your coat and pulled it out.
"Here you go." You tossed him the two books. "So what in the books?"
"Convergence spells and review for your homework." He said without looking up from the book. "Convergence spells...." he said to himself.
"Like, when two wizards, castors, sorcerers- whatever we're called combine their powers and cast a spell?"
"You've been doing you homework." He stopped reading and tried to set the book down. You raised a slab. He sent it down and gestured for you to read it. "But you need to understand it a bit more."
Wizards and Witches are more connected to spells and charms. They have to learn witchcraft but it is rare for one to be born with powers. Most likely to have a coven and can be powerful if they learn enough. Warlocks are wizards/witches that do not have a coven. They combine magic with combat. Can either be born with it or learn combat magic. They are most likely to be in an army and very strong. Sorcerers are born with or without the ability to use magic. They are more connected with nature and can draw energy from their surroundings.They can be extremely powerful if they do a spell right or control their magic. Sometimes, the Sorcerer doesn't know that he/she possesses magic.
However, normal human beings call them Castors. It's just the difference if how much magic is in someone. Everybody has magic to varying degrees, some small and other vast amounts. Castors are the same as a human being. They are born and they will die, yet there are spells that can keep a Castors life force extended but it does come with a price.
Castor can have a birth element that they control. A element that choses the castor. It can Fire, Water, Air, Earth or Energy. There are cases which a Castor will have two birth elements but it can affect them for the two different magics tend to fight against one another. Sometimes, Castors will not know that they posses a second element. It may due to circumstances or it will be due to time that a second element may occur. The Castor has to be carful when using both or he/she will be magically exhausted.
"So, I'm a sorcerer?"
"Sorceress." He corrected. "I'm a Wizard who was born with magic power of Energy. I was a rare case. You were born with magic power thanks to your mother and her family who were all Sorcerers. When she had children she had to give up magic to preserve her health. Your father wasn't so it's sheer luck that you were able to develop your magic powers."
"I think the twins may have developed powers."
"Yes, but their not using them are they."
"What elements dis my mother use?"
"Earth and Fire."
"Don't they both fight?"
"Yes, they do." He pushed the other book towards you. "Read."
Convergence spells are the most highest level of a spell. It takes two to successfully do it. This spell deals with both castors using pure magical energy. There can be no disagreements. Both Castors must have the same will, heart or trust to do it. If a disagreement comes during the Spell when isn't being cast, then the Castors will either parish by magic exhaustion or ones magic will be taken away. It requires agreement of both Castors. It takes a lot of energy but the power lasts for a long time. Do not try this until you've mastered doing a minor Fusing spell.
Fusing spells are the same but its more about one using concentrated magic energy while the other casts the spell. Caution is needed. It doesn't take much energy but the effects are short. If not done right, the castors magic will attack each other. In extreme cases it may cause death.
Then you may proceed to a Combination spell. This spell is when both castors use their magic to make a new type of magic. It last for a certain amount of time and takes some energy. Can lead to fatigue if not done right or the castor(s) may be rendered unconscious.
"Fusion spells." You pondered to yourself.
"We'll start with that. I'll can extract pure concentrated energy from my self." Lukas he out his hand. A ball of blue energy flared up. It was small but gained size until it was the size of his palm. "Use your Vine spell with my energy to destroy that rock." You nodded.
"Thick vines wrap around and rise from the ground." You stood back to back to Lukas. His ball of energy touched your vine. You felt the his magic seep in and fuse with yours. You both moved your hands in the same manor letting the vine move as it were a snake. It had a (f/c) and blue aura to it.
"Concentrate. Think about destroying that rock and nothing else. Just that."
You both kept your magic energy in check as the vine wrapped itself around the boulder. Both of your hands closed into fists. The vine tightened and the boulder disintegrated. It faded away into dust.
"Cool." You turned to Lukas. "That was so awesome!" You lost concentration and the vine and energy split. They started attacking each other. The vine tried wrapping around the energy making it almost fade.
"Focus." He snapped.
You raised your hand again to his.
"Now think about separating the magic. Relax. If you over think it, you'll end up having the magic fight again." He said. You took a deep breath and stared at the vine.
'Separate.' You thought. The vine withered as the magic energy dispersed. You breathed out and sat down.
"That was nearly perfect."
"I wonder if your ready." He pondered to himself. "Maybe it's time to tech her the Combination spell."
"Could we?" You asked hopefully. He studied you for a minute.
"You have to mentally prepare yourself."
"Well how do you do that, oh wise one?"
"Start with Telepathy."
"I don't know how to do that."
"It's easy. I'll teach you anyways. That's why I'm here, Princess."
"(Name.) You know me long enough." You corrected.
"Anyway's Princess," He continued ignoring you. "Sit down." You sat down crossed legged across from him. "Now close your eyes and take deep breaths. Listen the sound around you and concentrate on my mind, let it establish a link. In order to do a Combinance spell, Telepathy will be used, not needed if both Castors agree with each other but it can be a necessary component."
You blocked everything out and let your senses go. Your mind wandered trying to establish a link.
'Hello?' you thought.
'Good, now you can do basic telepathy. In time you can contact me from farther distances but for now this will do.' You opened your eyes to see him standing up.
"What about Telekinesis?" you asked.
"That's a bit more advanced." You looked up confused. He sighed and continued. "The are infinite numbers of spells for a element alone. Constantly being created and or already there. Telekinesis, Telepathy, Conjuring, Convergence and Transporting are universal spells. They can only be used if you used them when your respective element is there."
"Oh." you looked at a pebble. You concentrate on it and made it rise in the air and aimed for Lukas's head. He turned around and caught it.
"That's good." He looked at the city for a moment. "It's ten o'clock."
"Hmm. Oh. Okay. Wait! What?!" you stood up. "I have to go!" You grabbed your oat an cloak. "Bye, Lukas. I'll see you tomorrow."
"I wouldn't be sure about that." he tossed his bird charm in the air. "Look for me in the crowd." The giant bird flew off as he jumped up and landed in his back. You kicked Celeste into a gallop.
"Sorry, girl! Extra carrots when we get back! I promise!" At this speed you would reach there by hopefully eleven. Damn, you had to meet with your father at Twelve. That only left you an hour to look presentable!
You got into the modern part of the city and rode past the carriages and skyscrapers. When you go to the second part, you used the tunnels in the walls to lead you to the Castle. Finally you found the castle garden and lands. You jumped the fence and rode into the barn.
"Whoa there, Princess." Your stable boy, Ravias, said. He grabbed the reins and calmed Celeste down. "Your in a rush, your highness."
"Yes and call me (Name.) No need to be so formal and yes, I am"
"Princess (Name!)" You flinched at that voice. You turned around to face Edouard, your fathers most trusted butler. "You have only an hour to make your self presentable for your father. Why are you here?"
"Good to see you too, Edouard. Oh, do me a favor and put this away." You tossed your saddle to him and ran off into the palace. "Thanks."
"I am not meant for this work!" Edouard called out.
"Don't care!" you yelled back to him.
"Toris!" you called to the brown hared butler. "Hold the door!"
"Hurry, your highness. Feliks and Francine are looking for you."
"Thank you." You skidded to a stop before turning to him again. "Tell Father I might be late."
"Of course." he said.
You continued running/ speed walking through the palace hallways. You literally bursted through you doors. Thank god there wasn't as many guards in this part of your castle. You and your sibling had lived in different parts of the castle. Your rooms faced the gardens. The twins lived near the nursery. Your older sister lived in the tower. Your older brother lived by the soldier quarters. Your father lived on the top of the palace, a view that looked over all of the kingdom.
"Your-" Two voices said.
"Late." you set your hands on your knees so you could catch your breath. You threw your coat on a chair. "I know."
"Your a mess." Francine picked up your coat in disgust.
"And like, so your hair." Feliks took a strand and examined it.
"Nothing you two can't fix." You got behind your dressing screen and started to change into a new set of cloths.
"I hope you like these clothes. They are more comfortable and movable." Francine said. "Also, I hope it's not too grand."
"It's not." You stepped out. What Francine put out wasn't boyish at all. The dress was simple, ended above your ankles so you didn't look too indecent to the other Nobles and was perfect enough to run in . It was long sleeve and didn't show too much cleavage. There was good embroidery on the bodice of it making it look fancy enough. It was (f/c) and and didn't require a corset. You had black thigh high laced up boots that were comfortable to walk in and to store a dagger in.
"Now you hair." Felicks out you down in a chair and tugged on your windblown (h/c ) hair. "Don't you have a spell to fix your hair?"
"Magic shouldn't be used for such trivial things. Besides your talent with hair is magic enough."
"Like, totally thanks (Name.)"
Yeah. Felicks and Francine were the only one in the kingdom who knew that you did magic. You trusted them with your lives and knew that they would never betray you.
"If I had magic, then my chores would be easier." Francine tidied up your dress.
"Everyone had magic in them to varying degrees."
"No." You smirked. "Homework."
"Your highness, your late!" the doors to your room busted open. Again.
"Thanks Ed." you growled.
(Somewhere else in the castle)
"Prince Arthur. I'm glad you could attend this event." King Gerald of Hiella, greeted one of his guests. "How is Britannia faring?"
"Well, thank you." The blonde prince said. "I'm afraid my father couldn't be here but he did sent me and my brothers in his place. He sends his apologies."
"It's fine. Did he send you to deal with business as well?"
"Yes." Arthur shook the Kings hand again.
"Good. Enjoy the celebration. We shall talk later." The king left and went to greet the others.
"Not bad, eh?" Alfred slung an arm around his brothers shoulder. "This place is pretty grand for a place with no magic."
"One, get your hands off me. Two, chew and swallow. Three, don't say that out loud. Some prince you are."
"Oh please. It's a celebration, man. Enjoy yourself."
"Yes, yes. I know. For the next ruler of Hiella who turned 21." Arthur rolled his eyes and took another sip of water. "But why are we here. I prefer not to go to celebrations."
"C'mon. Live a little." Alfred grabbed his glass and replaced it with wine. "There."
"You idiot!" Arthur changed it back into water. "Magic's not allowed here."
"For the citizens of Hiella." Alfred corrected.
"I'll respect the King's wishes. He is our kingdoms ally." His lips turned into grimace. "Although, why would he ban magic?"
"Arthur. You can't stop using magic. Your a magician. Besides, using magic can charm he ladies."
"Ugh!"" He stalked away from his idiotic brother.
His green eyes scanned the rooms of the royals. Compared to commoners they dressed in royal clothing. The nineteen year old sighed in bordom and leaned against the pillar. Arthur looked down at his clothes. A white button down with a green jacket and a gold sash over the jacket symboling that he was the first born and future king of Britannia. Also black riding pants and riding boots for comfort. There was a cape earlier but he took it off because it was too warm. His princely crown was upon his head. It was a ring of gold set over his forehead.
"Fancy seeing you here, Arthur." a silky french accented voice said.
"Francis." he said bitterly. "Likewise."
"Came here to find a bride?"
"No. Shouldn't you be with Joan?"
"No. She's back en France." Francis stood in front of him. A glass of wine and two glasses he conjured up. He wore a blue jacket, white pants and black shoes. His blonde hair was pulled back by a purple ribbon. "Wine?"
"I don't fancy drinking right now."
"Oh. Shame." the glass and bottle disappeared leaving a glass with wine behind.
"How is it being crown prince hmm?"
"Oh. It's absolutely wonderful." His voice was dripping with sarcasm.
"What would Alistair say if he saw you now?" The french man didn't notice Arthurs fist clenching. "Pity he's dead."
"Now listen here you-" Arthur was going to grab the collar of the French man but the fanfare interrupted him. The King stood. The empty throne next to him remained identical to his. He was a tall man in his mid fifties whose brown hair was now greying over. Yet he was still muscular and energetic. King Gerald had fiery amber colored eyes and a serious face. He looked at his audience with a commanding look. He was about to speak.
"I thank you for coming to my Kingdom for his special day." his voice boomed. The royals and nobles stopped their conversations to look at the king. "My eldest daughter, Alyssa, has turned 21. It is a special age of adulthood and responsibility. This day marks a new beginning of the Kingdom. She is now the Crown Princess of Hiella and the future Queen." The room was filled with murmurs. A Queen? It was always a King. Did he dare break tradition now? "Yes. My son has requested to be a soldier rather than a King. He believes that serving his purpose in the military so he may serve his country. I am perfectly content with that. It is his life and he may choose to live it however he wants. I would like to introduce my children to you. My eldest Alyssa."
A girl with the same brown hair and amber eyes waked through the door. The purple dress she wore made her look tall and elegant. A regal expression graced her already beautiful face. The men gawked and the women nodded in approval. Alyssa waked in calculated manor and her posture was poise. She turned to her father and gave a graceful curtsy. She then looked at the crowd and smiled gently. "Welcome to Hiella. I am Crown Princess Alyssa. I hope you enjoy the celebrations." she said in a kind yet loud voice.
"His lordship, Prince Drew." A man well built that could bee seen through the red coat he wore. He was handsome and attractive. The ladies whispered excitedly as he walked up to his father. He had his Fathers amber eyes but his brown hair was a shade lighter like it was had been bleached in the sunlight. He bowed deeply with an emotionless face and turned with a whoosh of his red cape to the crown not uttering a word.
The king looked behind to gesture to his third daughter. Only his third daughter wasn't there. King Gerald turned to the annoncer who mearly shrugged. His daughter was late. Again. He would have to have a word with her, maybe a lecture.
Whispers were starting to rise in the Kings pause. He cleared his voice again. "It seems my third eldest is-"
A (h/c) female quickly walked in from the left. She smiled sheepishly and curtsied to her father quickly.
"here." the King finished lamely as his daughter peaked up to see her father glaring at her slightly. 'Sorry' she mouthed. "This is my third eldest, Princess (Name.)"
You gave a small smile and waved. The royal tried to hold back their laughter and you could sense it. Great. You made a fool of yourself. Again. What was your father going to say?
Your brother rolled his eyes at you and your sister mouthed 'It's okay.' You knew it wasn't. Father was mad. You hoped he would forget it.
"And finally my youngest two, Prince Bryant and Princess Briar." Two four year olds came bouncing in earning the adoration of the crowd. They looked so much like father. Bryant had his face while Briars was a bit more feminine. The had their mothers (e/c) eyes though. The same like yours.
You however looked exactly like your mother so you stood out in your family. The same (h/c) and (e/c.) Heck, even the same face. It made it harder for your father to look at you without pain.
The two twins curtsied or bowed and stood next to you. You wanted to hide behind Drew but you knew he would push you back if you did. "You do know fathers mad, right?"
"Yeah." you said miserably. You hated being in the middle but at least you didn't have the entire court fawning over you.
"You will be shown to your rooms and I hope that you will be comfortable." You father forgot about you and went back to the crowd. "I look forwards to seeing you tonight. Good day." Your father stepped down to talk to some Foreign ministers. He gave you look before doing so. You gulped.
This was your chance. You slipped the hood of your cloak and walked out as discreetly as you could.
"(Name?)" Your sisters hand was on your shoulder. "Don't be scared of Father. He just wants you to be successful."
"I know, Al." You sighed. "Just ....nothing. Happy Birthday!" you said suddenly. "That reminds me. I have your gift!" you said. You held a a little box out wrapped in silver paper.
"You shouldn't have." She said. You put the gift in her hand and she opened it. "It's lovely. What is is though?" she pulled out the amber pendant you bought for her.
"Its an amber pendent with the words Juvo on one side and Soror on the other etched into it."
"What does it mean?"
"It's Latin. Soror means Sister and Juvo....I'll tell you another day."
"Okay. I like it either way." She looked at the tiny pendant. "I'll wear from now on, (Name-)" she looked up to see you disappear. She smiled knowingly and went to her father.
You sighed in relief and walked out. That pendent was actually a charm for your sister. In case she was in danger, the charm would tell you through your amber ring.
People were too bust to notice you as you passed by them. Only one did however and he followed you. You walked out into the quiet hallway only to be dragged by Francine and Feliks to your room.
"Ball. Tonight. No buts." Francine said.
"We have to make you look presentable." Feliks said. "At lest you didn't trip this time." he commented.
"Yes but I made myself look like an awkward ditz to the entire court and visiting dignitaries."
"It's fine, girl. Besides, like, you still were on time. So it's totally cool." Feliks said to calm you down.
"Whatever." you grumbled. "What do I have to wear?"
"Oh you'll see." Francine said evilly.
Arthur watched the Princess weave through the crowd silently. Where was she going. She set her hood up and made a mad dash out the door. 'Not suspicious at all, Princess.' He thought sarcastically.
By the time he was out in the hallway, The Princess was gone and he was alone.
"Now, where could she have gone?" he asked to himself. He walked back into the busy room and watched as it slowly started to clear out.
He sighed and sat down in a chair facing the gardens. His parents words echoed in his head.
'Arthur. The Royals of Hiella are in grave danger. I have received word of Alec rising. He is not dead as we first thought he would be. He is alive and wanting revenge. He will stop at nothing to kill the royals. You must stop his spies which have already infiltrated the court. Our's and theirs." His father gave him his sword. The sword of a king.
'I'm entrusting this too you. You are the next King of Britania.'
'Save the Princess and the family.' His mother hugged her now oldest son. 'Find Alistair's killers and avenge him.' That was a hard burden to put on a twenty year old. 'We owe Queen Rose for saving our Kingdom. Promise you'll help us, darling.You have to convince the King to use magic again. It's the only way.'
"I promise." he whispered underneath his breath. Alfred and Peter didn't know about this or Alistair and Arthur wanted to keep it this way. He would pay back a debt to Queen Rose that was long before him and ensure he safety of her daughter.
This was no fairy tail. This was far from it.