Prologue:
Transfer
It'd only been a month since the great wizard Merlin transferred the people of magic back to the world of Myula. They had fled Terra for the same reason they had initially fled Myula—non-magical humans persecuting those with magic. It had only been a century since Merlin had brought the magical people over to Terra, and now, they were forced back again. For the second time, entire families and communities were uprooted. So many magical creatures were made to leave the homes they'd been in for decades.
Johnathan Pendraco was determined to rectify this. While he himself had no magic, his half-aunt Morgana did, as did her son, his cousin Mordred. His father's mentor was the most powerful wizard in their records. His best friend, Thomas, had magic, being half-fae. He knew many of the magical folk personally. So, when Merlin announced that he had deemed Myula was again safer than Terra for magic, Johnathan decided to accompany his people. For while he did not share their magic, he shared their love of it.
But they were all refugees. Johnathan held no royal status in this world, and could do nothing to aid his people. It was clear that they needed a land to call their own, because he knew that the country that hosted them now would not do so forever. Their current king was tolerant of magic, but the heir? Not in the least. Crown Prince Swenfe of Wsenes hated magic with a passion. He and his men already had begun to harass the refugees.
They needed to leave, to a safer land. So when Johnathan approached Merlin, his late father's mentor and friend, Merlin agreed with the notion, and sent Johnathan on a mission that, unbeknownst to him, would eventually become legend around the world. With him was sent Thomas Glosian, his most trusted friend, and a talented warrior. To guide them was an old friend of Merlin—the dragon of time, Nyllay, who would remain in his humanoid form until the time came to leave them.