Author's Note:
Well, it has come at last! The long awaited prequel, My Fair Lady, has finally arrived! I hope that the it was worth the wait, as I can't wait to see where this story goes!
But for those of you who haven't read the original story, Criminal, you don't necessarily have to read it first to get what is going on in this fanfic, but it will be a different experience depending on which you read first. If you wish to read the original story before you read its prequel, I will have a link to the first chapter at the end of this author's note, so it will be easy access for you.
Anyway, I hope you all enjoy the first chapter and please review!
Link to the first story: www .fanfiction s/8351605/1/Criminal
Sunlight shined warmly over the bright green forest and white snow top mountains, glowing in full magnificence. In the middle of the wilderness, was a large town, busy with many townspeople going through their daily lives. At the edge of the town, a large white castle stood, isolated by a giant iron gate and forestry.
On the highest balcony, a five year old girl rested her head on the railing, gazing dreamily over the town and forest. She sighed heavily, her sky blue eyes filled with wonder. Oh, how she longed to go out into town, see the sights and see the townspeople! What adventures she would have, the people she would meet. Perhaps…even be with children around her age. For anything would be better than being cooped up in this old castle, by herself.
A cool breeze moved past her, the girl's eye lids becoming heavy. She moved her gaze downwards, noticing the large iron gate that separated her castle from the rest of the world was opening. A horse drawn carriage came through, and the girl watched it with interest.
Who can that be? she thought. Is someone here to meet daddy?
Coming to the front doors of the castle, the girl saw two people stepped out. But she was too far away to get a good look at who they were. The two people talked to the front guard and then walked inside. The little girl, curious, ran towards the door to her bedroom and slowly cracked it open. Making sure no servants or maids were around, the girl slowly stepped out and went down the long hallway. Going down a large fleet of stairs, the girl hid behind the end of the stair case to see two men talking.
One man was tall wearing a dark blue suit and had dark brown hair with sky blue eyes. The other man was wearing all black with a black, white, and gray jester's hat. Behind him, was a four year old boy, standing shyly next the man with the jester's hat. His long black bangs fell in his pale face, as the boy looked around uncomfortably. The girl kept her eyes on the boy, as the two grown men talked.
"I'm glad to see you have come back, Lucifer," the man in the blue suit said. "I hope everything is well for you back at home."
"It is," the jester, Lucifer replied. "But I'm glad to be back serving you, Ladislao. I'm sure that you've missed having my magic at your use."
Count Ladislao smiled.
"Yes, I can safely say that there is a big difference without your magic to aid us."
Lucifer chuckled softly, his yellow eyes glowing. Count Ladislao smiled, his eyes now looking down at the boy.
"Ah, is this your son that you've spoken so much about?" the count asked.
"Yes," Lucifer answered, his voice filled with pride. "I met my son for the first time when I returned home. He's already a lot like his father, for he has already mastered some simple spells."
The jester smiled.
"I brought him with me to become my apprentice, so that I could teach him to become a powerful magician, like myself and my...ancestors."
Count Ladislao's smile turned into a frown.
"And...your wife was okay with this? Does she know...?"
"Oh yes! In fact, she was the one who came up with the idea. She thought it would be a good experience for him, as do I."
Lucifer and the count continued to ramble and talk, but none of it interested in the count's daughter.
In the midst of the conversation, the jester's son glanced over towards the girl's direction. He saw her and his eyes widen. The girl looked into his eyes, her eyes never blinking. She then gave a small smile and signaled for the boy to come closer. The boy blinked, as if surprised by the girl's request. The girl continued to smile at him, waiting patiently for him to come. The boy, hesitantly, took one last glance at his father, before he slowly made his way to the stair case.
Lucifer and Count Ladislao don't even pay attention, as they are in too deep of conversation to notice. The girl smile grew once she saw him come and ran up the stairs. The boy followed her, though he kept glancing back. Once he reached the top floor, the girl stood there, waiting for him. She smiled.
"Hello," she said with a friendly tone of voice. "Welcome to my castle! What is your name?"
The boy stared at her, having a bit of a distant stare. The girl waited for him to speak, and when he didn't, her friendly smile grew.
"Well, my name is Timpani. I'm the count's daughter."
She did a small curtsey. The boy blinked, his face becoming a bit paler. Timpani, oblivious to it, just smiles and giggled.
"I'm not going to bite at you, silly. Please, tell me your name. I would very much like to know it."
The boy was silent for a long moment, his bangs falling over his face.
"…I…"
His voice was very smooth and soft, having it almost being impossible to hear. Timpani blinked.
"Ah, oh well. You can tell me later."
She took a hold of his hand.
"We need to go somewhere so that my father doesn't find us," Timpani explained. "My father doesn't like me being with people outside the castle. He tells me that it is very bad for me."
She smiled.
"But, I don't want to lose my new friend! And you don't seem that bad..."
She started to lead him down the hallway, though he dragged his feet a bit.
"Uh…miss…"
But Timpani didn''t hear him, for her mind was focused on one goal.
"Uh…miss…my lady…please stop…"
But no matter what he said, Timpani wouldn't respond. Finally, he took a firm grip on her hand and slowed her down. Timpani looked back at him, confusion in her gaze.
"…There is no need to drag me around, my lady," the boy said, his voice shaking a bit. "I…well, my father…"
His voice trailed off, as if he wasn't sure what to say. Timpani blinked.
"Is your father strict too? Is he preventing you to have friends too?"
"I…well, he…isn't as gentle as my mother…"
Timpani smiled sympathetically.
"My daddy is the same way. So, now that you are talking to me, can you tell me your name?"
"Oh, my name… I...uh, my name is-"
"Dimentio!"
Dimentio's yellow and gray eyes widen as he heard his name. He and Timpani turn around to see Lucifer and Count Ladislao running towards them.
"Dimentio this is unacceptable!" Lucifer exclaimed, trying his best to keep his voice steady. "You do not just wonder off like that! Especially in someone's home like this."
"I-I'm sorry, father," Dimentio replied, his eyes meeting his father's. "I just…"
Lucifer narrowed his eyes.
"Just what?"
Dimentio stuttered a bit, as the cold gaze of his father burned into him. Timpani noticed Dimentio's uneasiness and stepped in between them.
"It's my fault, sir," she said. "I saw you guys and I wanted to speak to Dimentio. I didn't mean to cause him to get in trouble, honestly…"
Lucifer glared down at Timpani, her eyes filled with innocence. Finally, Lucifer let out a heavy sigh and turned to Count Ladislao.
"I apologize for Dimentio acting like that," he said. "Normally, he doesn't run off like that."
"It's alright, Lucifer," Count Ladislao said, cutting him off. "He's just a child, he doesn't know any better."
He turned his gaze to Timpani and Dimentio.
"Besides, Timpani was just wanting to meet her new friend. Since you two are now back, you will be staying in the castle, after all."
Timpani's eyes glowed.
"Wait…Dimentio is staying here at the castle?"
She let out a small laugh of joy and turned to Dimentio.
"This is great! You and I are going to be the bestest friends, Dimentio! But first I need to show you around the castle. All the best places to play, the garden, the ball room…oh, there is so much you need to see!"
Timpani energetically took Dimentio's hand and ran past her father and Lucifer, giggling along the way. Dimentio let her drag him around, and his eyes brightening up as he smiled a bit. Once the two children disappear, Count Ladislao turned to Lucifer.
"I may not fully agree on you taking your son as your apprentice so young, Lucifer. Or the fact you are putting him on a dangerous path."
His gaze softened a bit.
"But I am glad that you did bring him for Timpani. She really needed a friend around her age and I appreciate that."
Lucifer smiled in reply.
"True the magic Dimentio will learn is ancient, but I believe he can master it with the right teachings and supervision. For by the time Dimentio becomes a man, he will be the most powerful magician you've ever seen! And the loyal friend to your daughter. What more could you possible ask for, my count?"