Rats scurried across the cold floor in a cold dark dimly lit dungeon, a loud grunt was heard as an old mans wrinkled hand reached out to get his spectacles which laid on the floor.
"Oh, you folks wouldn't just let me rest now would you?" The old man chuckled with a gruff voice as he stretched out his long pale wrinkled fingers brushing off the dust on his tattered old pants, he peeked out and beheld the guards sleeping. Turning around with a warm grin which adorned his fatherly face, he spoke to the rats as though they could understand him.
"Well then, lets begin now shall we?" the old man opened up his palms as though it was book ready to be read and began his tale, magic specks danced off his pale palms creating the visual image of his story, all the rats paused staring at his magic with their beady eyes glistening in awe as he continued his story.
"Once upon a time, deep in the heart of Ireland was the kingdom Olklamhive, a very rich, strong, and vibrant kingdom where trades were successful, where people felt safe to be in..."
The golden specks of magic swirled and shone a bright light which dimed a bit exhibiting a rich beautiful vibrant kingdom, with people trading happily, children laughing joyfully and jumping with glee.
"The king, Eisendrath was a very kind young soul, everyone loved the king. His majesty, King Eisendrath fell in love with a beautiful woman by the name Riona, her golden hair shone like the sun in the morning with streaks of pure platinum locks, Riona was pure at heart. They got married and had two sons, the first was Cathal. A name which meant strong in battle, fit for the first born and heir to the throne"
Brown specks of magic displayed the King Eisendrath standing next to his Wife Queen Riona who held the young Prince Cathal gently within her bosom, the scene changed into one of great celebration.
"His majesty Prince Cathal was being trained to be King, but in this case unlike other royal families, prince Cathal wasn't trained forcefully to be king, for he was just a little boy who just celebrated his 4th birthday. The King had another son by the name Darren. Great celebration erupted once more as the kingdom celebrated the king's second son. Unknown to the kingdom that a certain Witch, Evana was watching the Royal Family, she intended to kill the Queen and her children, seduce and charm the king, get married to him and take control over the kingdom. But she couldn't just do that, she needed a plan..."
The once vibrant magic turned dark, as a certain beautiful red haired woman covered up in a dark cloak stood amongst the people who celebrated the birth of the kings son, her dark blood red nails dug deeper into her staff, her eyes were set fast upon the royal family which stood at the balcony, waving happily at the crowd. She turned around swiftly, dashed away from the celebration and into her cabin to continue with her evil motives.
"Four years had passed and she was ready to attack the family, she disguised herself as a maid but overheard the discussion about a new born son by the name, his majesty Prince Roan. Born with power over nature. She realized that she could use Roan to her advantage, especially his power. She decided to threaten the Queen that night, while Queen Riona was alone in her chambers with her son Roan within her arms. The evil witch Evana manifested herself for who she was..."
Dark magic swirled within the Queens room, revealing the dark evil mistress, Evana.
"...and threatened the Queen to give up her throne by running away from the kingdom, otherwise her children be killed. The Queen accepted to give up her throne for the safety of her children..."
Queen Riona all kissed her sons goodnight and goodbye. She closed the door with tears trickling down her cheeks, was she really not going to see her children grow up before her eyes? The Queen gave pouch to an Old man, the man smiled sadly watching the Queen depart into the night. He opened up the pouch and saw a steel box, unlocking the box. Little golden dragon like fairies slept peacefully within, he let out a quiet gasp before closing it, remembering the Queens words.
That night, Queen Riona left the castle and news spread on that day, alerting that the Queen went missing, the witch Evana used her magic to dull away the memories of the King, Eisendrath, at the same time making him believe she was dead. She pretended to care for the Children but that later vanished away when she finally got married to the king. She only cared about one prince, Prince Roan. She favoured him as though he was her child, she made him believe he wasn't the child of Queen Riona despite the efforts his brothers made trying to convince him that she wasn't his mother. In order to make him believe her, she charmed his hair which turned from beautiful tuff platinum hair with streaks of gold to blood red tuffs, right at the night of the Queen disappearance"
The scene displayed Evana who sang Roan to sleep, the young master eventually fell asleep which gave Evana the chance to change his hair colour, she ran her fingers through his baby hair as it changed completely to a dark shade of blood red hair. Roan's brothers noticed the change and tried to warn their father, but poor King Eisendrath was under Evana's spell. He couldn't listen to his sons again.
"Evana cared not for Prince Roan, she only favoured him so she could have control over the kingdom when he finally became king. After using her magic on the King, Prince Cathal was no longer trained to be the King but Prince Roan was chosen to be the next king. Nevertheless his brothers never hated him, but Prince Roan's heart had already been made wicked, bitter and cold towards everyone because Evana convinced him that everyone saw him as a monster except her, Prince Roan loved his so called mother Evana and no one else. But deep down, he was just a young pure hearted boy who knew nothing about his life till this day."
The scene changed as the once vibrant golden magic turned azure fitting the sad aura in the kingdom.
"King Eisendrath passed away after being shot with a poisoned arrow, until this day, no one knows who killed him. Prince Roan was crowned that day as King, ever since that then..."
The magic died down as the old man hoisted himself to a standing position and strutted towards the little window which let in a ray of sunlight into the dungeon, as the rats stared in silence at the old man whose expression turned grim.
"Olklamhive has never been the same again"
The old man sighed heavily with his palm placed upon his locket, he pressed the lid as the locket opened up, revealing a young S/C girl with beautiful H/C hair, and E/C eyes. All of a sudden, the sound of a metal tray scraping against the stone floor startled the old man.
"FOOD FOR THE PRISONER!" a guard yelled as he walked away
The old man man silently made a wish for the kingdom Olklamhive to be made pure again. He walked towards the tray and took his food while throwing crumbs of bread to his little friends before digging into his food.
"May the Aradian Knights open up the young prince's eyes"
A golden fairy which listened to the old man from the window flew off and went through the village, there she spotted a house with a young milkmaid having H/C and E/C milking her cows. She sprinkled magical dust on to her roof, giggled to herself and flew away.