Once,in a time either forgoten or maybe even yet to occur,there was a giant war. This war split each continent into two empires-the north empire was Valten and the south was Provide (Pro-ve-d). We come into this story as the 5th generation after the war,when the two Empires were at peace of sorts amongst eachother.
Music rung through-out the kingdom. Streamers were thrown about,enemies hug'd and expenise wine was bought by even paupers. "The princess was born! Her new majesty has been bless'd among us!" Similar words were yell'd. But amongst the cheering,a silence crash'd down as the princess was carry'd onto the high platform and the pale,tiny child was reflect'd on the large screen. Everyone was quiet as the squirming Juliet came on screen.
Coos and such noises silently rung out. "My good people" King Arthur 50th''s voice echo'd as he whisper'd next to his new daughter. "The child you see before you is my daughter,Juliet Victorin. Years from now,you will be serving her and her husband but for now,you will praise her as Princess Juliet. Claps silently play'd among the crowd as well as whisper'd "Hail Princess Juliet"
4 months after majesty Juliet's birth,so was another princess. Roars of triumpt and howls of glee shatter'd across the plains of another kingdom. These sounds were for more then one child though. The king and queen's first litter had 5 cubs but the one first born was Madam Rebecca.
They were each name'd before the entire kingdom, each name gaining applause. A party was held near the castle as everyone celebrate'd the arrival of their future ruler. They also celebrate'd the new strength this new generation would have. Gifts were given and blessing were as well. The cubs were inspect'd and each was given a charm to burn onto their flesh but Rebecca was given a painless tiara,signalizing her position.
A bell rung lightly in the fancy yet make-shift school room. The twenty or so children shuffled out of the classroom to the large stairways,heading towards the garden set out behind the castle. Of the many bandana wrapped heads,one child stood out. Her hair was discolor'd,a strange mix of orange and pink. Her shape was much smaller then her relatives,the students around her that is.
At that time,a little more than 65 miles away,another princess was having lunch as well. This princess though,was hunting for the first time for her first raw meal. She had just down'd a wild piglette and was sharing it with her siblings who have never eaten raw meat either. The piglette squeal'd as the family ate from it and ran from the mother as she burst through the thicket.
The students sat under finely cut trees,on comfortable blankets and play'd in the large feilds. The gardener gave tips to a few girls and the boys had races. Light was reflect'd away from beautiful white dresses and flowers sway'd in the breeze.
Again,blood glisten'd in the afternoon night and dust flew as siblings wrestle'd in the yard of their den. Milk shone and was insantly lick'd from a mother's nipple as new brothers and sisters drank heartily from the queen of Provide. Fine clothes rippe'd and a breeze signal'd a halt to play and the time to learn of the family's hardships and practice how to show their superiority amongst others.