Chapter 1 - Prophecy (Prologue)

A woman with long wavy bluish dark hair just changed her dress to blue jeans and white long-sleeve T-shirt, she opens up her backpack and put a few clothes and daily necessity she not pack a lot since she needs to move around from place to place, after she finished packing she put on her black leather jacket she tied her hair into simple ponytail then she saw her reflection in the mirror for one last time then she takes a deep breath, she sling her backpack over her shoulder and walk to the door when she opens the door she looks at her room once again, this is where she had been lived for seventeen years so many memory left behind she blinked one time before she closed the door.

She walked across the long hallway, after the ceremony the castle seems quieter and empty there are only her footsteps echoed. She stops right in front the big door at the end of the hallway, there a white big door with gold handle on it, this place is forbidden room only the Royal Family could use it, she stared at the door she contemplating should she enter or not, after a few minuted she decide not to enter the room she raised her hand and touch the cold door with bitter feeling she bites her lips to stop her tears fall on her cheeks.

"Good bye…." She said softly she take long exhales then she turn around and left silently, her eyes brimmed with resolute she clench her fist try to streghthen her will, this is her path that she choose for herself she don't know how it end eventually but doesn't matter she will walk through all the away to the end.

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This World called Verrion there is a Kingdom called Harland, twins have born one called Prince Lucas Noland Lucient and the others are Princess Lorient Joan frau Lucient the children of king Marcus Reginald Lucient and Queen Lorrenna Marion Frau Lucient, sadly the queen had died long ago when The Princess and Prince only 6 years old, After the Queen pass away The King never married again.

The royal twins looks almost a like beside their different gender, they both have wavy bluish-black dark raven hair, pale skin, sharp nose and special purple eyes the trait lineage of Lucient.

The Royal Family lived in central city called Herriond but most people called as 'King's City' Herriond is a big city five times larger than New York City, Most people used Magic they are called 'The Gifted' but they are also who don't have Magic they called 'The creator' but they had science so the development technology in this country is more advance compare with other countries.

Long-time ago there used to be disagreement between 'Gifted' people and 'creator' in most places some country treat 'gifted people as a weapons and in another country 'creator' is treated second below the 'gifted' But in Harland, The kingdom treated t them the same as equal they have same rights and opportunity as citizen of Harland.

The King also managed to make both of them worked together to help each other for the Kingdom and ever since that they had combine technology and magic for a better future of Harland.

And now every gadget, weapon, transportation and everything else are a mixture between those two, the life of people at Harland is quite stable not many crimes or different between rich and poor. So most of the time the live condition of people in Harland is easy and peaceful.

They fortunate because they had King who's not just kind but also fair, the king are just and he served their people regardless, the king also known for being strong and formidable because he blessed with the power of the Gods, and he able made impenetrable shield all around the King's city nothing can harm the people and the royal family in the King City, this is why the reign of Lucient last for a thousand-year and become the most powerful kingdom ever existed in Verrion.

In Harland only Man can become a king it's not because they belittle a woman but there something about the heritage and tradition for thousands of years that only royal family know, and so the prince will become the next king and this was celebrated by everyone especially his twin sister Lorient, she's older buy five minutes.

Most of the time the princess look like a perfect princess she always look graceful and poise but for other people who know her, she is stubborn, mischievous and can be mean sometimes, especially to the people who talked bad about her family or try to harm her family in any way for them she can be quite scary....who said they can touch her family and live unscathed…well it's their fault, but despite all that she's kind and gentle to everyone who is close to her and would do anything to help them, she also very loyal to her kingdom and willing sacrifice everything for the duty as the princess and as an heir of Lucient, no one even need to teach her about all that and this is the same goes to her brother maybe there's something in their blood of Lucient that make them all like that.

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The years went by and the princess already 17 years old, she looks amazingly beautiful with dark hair flowing reach to her waist, she wears blue dress with silver thread flower embroidery, at this moment she's standing side by side with King Marcus on the balcony outside The King's study room, the princess look dreadful and full of horror she clenches her hands try to stop the shiver, she takes a deep breath than talk as calm as she could.

"Father, is it true?"

The King silent for a moment then he answers "It is" he said firmly, but there's sadness in his eyes betrayed his words.

"NO!! I can't accept this!!" Lorient shouted loudly losing her calmness, even not so loud because she's worry someone might hear them "why….why him...? there must be another way Father..it's had to…" she pleaded her Father anxiously

The King sighed deeply "There's none...it's the will of the God's"

"Then screw the God's!!" this time she really lose her composed looks, a little startled by her own cursed but who cares there something more important than this, this is the first time she ever acting disrespectfully in front of her father, not like her brother who act more easy-going in front of their father, Lorient have the most respect to her father and have all the love for her brother make her bro-con and father-con at the same time. This also the reason why she chassed all her suitor, cause in her eyes no one it's good enough compares to her family so why even bother.

The King looking her daughter knowing her pain he feels grieved cause he also feel the same way when he found out about this awful truth too, his twin children are very close to each other and Lorient always take the mother role for her brother and she always look after her brother more than a sister should do, this is something the king always felt grateful and proud even he never really said it to her.

"Lory everything is already predestined before our time" the king tries to ease his daughter pain but he knows it's all futile "all we can do it's moving forward and walk tall in every decision we make, for that it's the duty of a King"

"But I'm no King Father!!" she shouts again, she feels so heartbroken and grieved her heart is aching "I'm just a princess who loves her brother very…very much" she clenches her fist.

"I'll find another way father….there must be another way….it has to…" Lorient murmured to herself she tries to convince herself.

The King Looks her daughter know nothing she can't do or say to change her mind, he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes he feels so angry with himself for his incompetence to protect his Family, and for the first time, he feels useless and weak.

Lorient turned around and left her Father's study room, but before she opens the door she halts her steps then she ask "Does he knew?"

The King silence for a second, then he takes a deep breath then he said solemnly "I don't know"

The princess didn't say anything she takes a deep breath she realizes from now on her life would never be the same again, and she has to fight or she would lose everything and she not ready for that. She leaves her father's room and walked to the main hall she finds herself in a crown room, she gazes at the King Throne seat, she always believes her Brother would seat there and become a great King like her Father and their Ancestor before them, but now….

"Something bothering you Princess?" a calmed and familiar voice awake her from her stupor, a man with short brown hair with smart and handsome appearance, he smiles calmly at her.

She looks at him and gives him faint smile, This man name is Fredhard or 'Fred' he is like a Big Brother for her, firm but gentle, cold from the outside but warmed on the inside and he always be there for her and her brother no matter what, and now she needed him more than ever.

"I have to leave…soon…" she said softly but firm.

The Man frowned "Where do you want to go?" he shows his disapprovements. For all this year he always protects the young Princess and Prince they more like a family than superior, he can't help to feel worried for her.

She shakes her head slowly"I don't know yet…."

Normally he would stop her right away, but her calm demeanor and determined eyes make him swallow his words. he knew she already decides and he can't stop her "Is Lucas knew….?" He knew Lucas is her only soft spot.

She becomes quiet her gaze became somber "No…..he's not…."

"And the king?" he questions her again, for her leaving two most important person in her life is not simple matter Fredhard begin questioning what had happened, he reminds himself to get the bottom of this A.SA.P.

Lory takes a deep breath "He might already guess it....maybe....he is My Father after all" she smiled helplessly at him.

"When you are going to leave?"Fredhard sigh, If the King can't stop her then he wouldn't have a chance to changed her mind, stubborn is hereditary in this Family.

"Soon…." She said shortly, she turned around and left but suddenly she stops "Oh…..Fredhard….take care of my Brother okay" she said without looking back.

He smiled gently "Always…." He said with certainty.