Prologue: The Girl of Legend
The fragile prince watched as the girl was pushed in the grim castle. Her hair cascaded down her back in waves and she had lifeless grey eyes. Stumbling into the room, the girl held herself poorly, eyes to the ground. A man and a woman came beside her, the man putting his hand on her shoulder possessively. The king and queen looked up.
"Shall we negotiate?" the king asked civilly. The boy shuddered at the voice. Although warm, it haunted his living dreams and nightmares.
"The girl is not up for negotiation, thank you," the man said. The prince glanced between them.
The king nodded. Guards approached. The girl stiffened.
"She's a witch, you know. The one of legend," the woman taunted. "Catch you later." And with that the girl, the man, and the woman whisked into darkness.