A/N: This is a dream I had just recently and I thought it would be perfect as a fanfic... so I really hope you'll enjoy! Any critisism is welcomed! XD
If you have any ideas for my upcoming chapters please tell.. and I will give you credit for the idea XD
The story of the lost Ring
Chapter 1: Flames of greed
Long ago, in a kingdom far away called Alderra, a king ruled. He was very handsome with his mismatching eyes and raven black hair but he was greedy and shallow. He refused to help people and when poor people asked for help he either sent them in war, or sent down to the dungeon. No one knew why the king had such a hatred for the poor, sick people but everytime the king went out walking through the streets, a blanket of silence that covered the village. Luckily this only happened once a month the day after the full moon. Through the time of his reign the poor had only become even poorer and many people died in wars because their king wanted more land. All these rumours, true rumours, were heard all over the lands of Alderra. Because of this king, his castle had been named The Castle of sins.
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In the other end of the kingdom a witch had heard of this mad king and decided it was time for a change in history. It was time for the king to be overthrown. She then decided to leave the peaceful Garden of the Sakura in the east, going north past the Pass of the Dragons and towards the castle.
This witch was not a witch you would think could know about the magical arts.
She looked like a noble with a face of a young girl. Her red hair was shinning like jewels in the sun but closer you could see a dark orange colour at the roots of her hair. Her hazel eyes were something you would never see anywhere in the world. Her left eye had a tiny golden star in the iris. Only people close enough could notice it.
Her dress was made out of the finest silk in the colour of a deep, royal blue.
But the most important thing was the ring she wore. It was light-green with traces of an emerald-green colour at the edges. This ring gave her the powers of the Garden she had left. With her as company were a black crow and a little cream-coloured kitten that had a little brown spot on his left ear.
And with her bare feet, which were unnoticed, she walked over the Fields of Bloom, over the River and up a hill to the Castle of sins.
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She walked emotionless through the city, her eyes locked on the king's castle. Her walk was elegant… graceful… but cold.
When she came to the entrance of the castle a guard yelled for her to turns around or he would arrest her.
Finally a little smirk appeared on her lips as her head slowly turned to face the angry guard. Her eyes pierced his with a cold that only he could feel. His eyes were wide and his mouth open as his spear fell to the ground. She smiled wider, satisfied with the effect of her gaze and turned swiftly to face the castle again. She opened the door to the castle and walked up the stairs, up to the throne room.
The hall was enormous. The walls had a soft red colour with silver decorations. The witch couldn't help but think that the cold silver represented his cold heart.
The chandelier was massive with golden charms hanging on it. The pearls hung in big circles around the candles.
On both sides of her there were pillars to support the ceiling where angels were carved. Under her feet a yellow carpet led to the throne. The throne was made out of maple trees and in the carving what else would be found than gold.
Her cold eyes locked at the person sitting on the throne.
"What do you want?" he asked clearly surprised that a woman so beautiful and noble would enter in such matter.
"I want this land's freedom back," she answered in a loud and clear voice.
The king looked at her surprised but then put his head back to laugh. His laughter was cold as the atmosphere in the room but he seemed enjoyed of how this lady just walked in wanting such a thing. "Freedom?!" he yelled when the laughter had burned out, "Ha!"
"These people need someone to control them. They can't even feed themselves."
"Exactly," she answered. "And you have apperently forgotten that when you ascended the throne, you should have taken care of it.
"You even killed your father to become a king." Her voice was not in an angry tone anymore. She was furious at him. She practically yelled her lungs out just to make him understand the situation.
He grinned smugly. "I suppose you will stop me," he said amused. But suddenly he covered his eyes with his right hand to make a dramatic scene. As his fake weep stopped his eyes were again locked with hers. "Oh," he said ironic, "what can I possibly do?" he smiled when he added the sentence.
Her eyes then went gold then orange and last scarlet. Her hand pulled out and the windows opened as the fierce wind blew inside like a tornado.
"Don't you ever dare to underestimate the power of my people!" she yelled while the king stared with shock and horror at her. He couldn't move his limbs even if he tried but the witch's power was unbelievable. "You're a witch," he managed to whisper horror-struck.
Her eyes turned back from scarlet to orange to gold and then to hazel leaving only the star in her left eye to shine brightly gold.
"You cannot forget the people!
"They are the ONLY reason for you to be king and if that responsibility can't be held then let that be the last thing you ever do in this world!"
The king was crying for mercy and the witch gave him mercy.
"My powers are not for destroying a human life. They are to bring peace," she said calmly. He sighed then noticing her powers released him. A satisfied smirk came to his lips as guards had bound her hands. He had been scared to death but no one could ever bring 'peace'?! to this kingdom. There is no such thing as peace, he thought as he kept smirking.
"May you be burned and returned back to hell where you belong!" he yelled.
She may have been powerful but without her hands free she truly couldn't do anything.
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All the towns people had come to watch the witch be burned at the stake. But she smiled. Only one spell could she cast without her ring. "You may burn me but the day the two reincarnations of my soul meet the day you will be overthrown and burn in the flames you have brought to this world!" She yelled.
The king came over and took her chin in his hand and whispered, "I will give you one last opportunity to live. Let me have your body and live with me like a queen."
"Disgusting," she whispered as she spat him in the face. "Then burn in the flames of hell!" he yelled madly.
The tree started to burn and the flames danced before her.
"May meus animus secui in duos.
Suum diligo mos addo pacis. Suum diligo mos iuguolo CUPIDITAS!" she yelled while the flames ate her flesh as she screamed with pain in her voice.
She managed to say her last words to the people, "These are the flames of greed, my people." She screamed again from the unbelievabe pain, "Mark my words! In 17 years the kingdom of Alderra will once again...... AAARGGH.....be free....AAAARRGH... " she bit her lip from screaming so that she could yell the last word, "...at...last..."
The wide eyes of the people had only fear in them and some elders even had tears for the poor being that did not deserve to be burnt for its pure heart.
The flames became higher and the black smoke rose up in the sky. Her ring glowed in the flames carving the words of the beautiful person.
But it did not melt. The green colour left the ring only to be replaced by a hazel colour with a tiny golden star as it slowly faded from this world and into another.
*Update*: I added a few corrections and also added some minor things in the end of the story.
Next chapter on fanfic later this week XD
*The latin spell she yells means: "May my soul part in two. Their love shall bring peace. Their love shall kill the greed."
I found a translater and I hope it is good enough XD LOL*