A/N : Okay, this chapter was betaed by wonderful Lia, thank you, Lia. He was busy though and I couldn't wait to update the story. So if anyone interested to be my beta, please contact me…
Sorry for the long update. I decide to repair it bit by bit. Hope you enjoyed it. Don't forget to review.
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Majestic's wish
Chapter 0 : Prologue
December, first year at Hogwarts…
A man or more likely a boy was standing proudly on the top of a hill, the wind was blowing his velvety long hair and his expensive silk robe moved like a lover's caress. From his place he could see the full view of his land, of his home. He was the ruler of this land. He was born different from others, as the ruler of the entire Majestic. He was the most powerful, the most majestic of all, the High Priest of Etera…
People called him Master because he was their ruler and because he was born nameless. A High Priest didn't need any name. He belonged to his country, as their property…as their slave…
He had to watch them, to make sure everything stayed as it should be. That was why even a little mistake was unforgivable and would be punished harshly, with their soul as its payment.
He always observed them expertly. Sometimes they knew but mostly, they never even noticed. He knew every little change that happened in his country. How the North wind always blew slowly in the noon and smiled warmly down in the morning. How the new white Ragon had been hatched from its shell that morning; a new town had been built in the North of Tossiella that week. Even the newborn that was born parentless in East of Gorth, he knew all about them. There was not a single thing in his country which he didn't know nor understand…
He was the puppeteer, the game master, the one who controlled everything, the one who planned everything. There was nothing in the world that could escape his eyes.
But as years went by, he never could have predicted the turbulence of a single human's heart. The most complicated and dangerous thing in the world.
And this time he played a new game. A game with his heart as its bet...and so he prayed everyday. He prayed for his heart, his people. He prayed he could win and protect his heart, his country and his home.