Somewhere, in a land far away from here, there is a place called Whaye. Whaye is a land of very magical proportions. The lands are very different from any place you have ever heard from any fairy tale you've heard from your guardian as you fell asleep. First, there is Northern Whaye, in the shape of a camel. Everything there is futuristic. Imagine the place you are in right now, two or three thousand years in the future. Ever heard of robots and technology out of this world? If so, you can make a vague idea of what this land is like.
Then there is Southwestern Whaye, in the shape of a walrus. That is the modern land, everything that we have now, only with some alternative lifestyles. Of course, there are many normal people like you and I -praying you and I are normal people- but there are many many other kinds of people. Shapeshifters, werewolves, fairies, super-strongs, vampires, psychics, just to name a few. They all try to fit into normal society, but it seems that Southwestern Whaye is divided half to normals and half to magics. Most normal humans hate anyone who is able to perform these abilities, so they are more of a disability than an aid. A contemporary land with somewhat contemporary problems.
Lastly, there is Southeastern Whaye, in the shape of a toucan, the medieval land. The place where women are still treated as less, where school is costly and ends at thirteen, girls and boys are married at puberty and life is nothing like it is today. Kings and queens rule over the realms and in Southeastern Whaye there are six: Trenova, Eloria, Geriu, Poiu, Isoptha and Almeria. And now you probably have a few questions.
The first is probably, how do they keep the balance? How do people from Northern Whaye not bring futuristic things to any other place? First, they would disappear the moment they got into the other place. Second, it is political treason and if you did bring something modern to medieval or futuristic to modern times you would be sentenced to death. A harsh punishment, but it is required to keep the balance.
The second is, can people move from Northern Whaye to Southwestern or and other combination? The answer is yes, they can. As long as they do not speak a word about the other land to anyone of their new home, all balance can be kept. Now we are going to talk about the first of the main characters, a girl who has lived in two of the time areas, and soon to be three.
Her name is Teal Mynery. She is nearly fourteen and has waist length crimson red hair and fern green eyes. She about two meters tall with pencil arms, fairly broad hips, not a lot of muscle, a little less than normal sized waist, and pale skin. Teal was adequately pretty, normal facial features and such, but had only dated one boy in her life. She had always been moved around a lot because her father was a soldier in a war outside of Whaye, but her mother never wanted them to leave any part of Whaye. When she was seven Teal moved away from Northern Whaye to Southeastern Whaye. Teal couldn't remember much about how much it hurt to leave her home, but whether it was easy or hard she didn't want it again. But the next day she was moving to Southwestern Whaye. Even though Teal had tried asking her mother what seemed like a million times, they were still moving.
Her five sisters tried to console her often as they could. There were Alicia and Elissa, the twins who were a year younger than her, Isulette, two years younger than her, and Rayna, three years younger than her. They did not want to leave their new home either. Most of their memories were there. Teal's boyfriend was there, her first crush, her cousins and uncles and aunts, anything she ever held dear. Not to mention every one of her possessions were being left behind, they were modern and her new home was medieval. Only wearing dresses, being treated like nothing, if they were even treated like anything to anyone that is, and they would be pressured to follow any rule of the new times. Not to mention, another place to keep her secret.
Teal and her sisters were very very different from anyone else in all of Whaye. They were witches. Powered by the moonlight, they could perform spells with words spoken in Latin. Just "plain" witches, their mother had never told them differently. But she seemed odd about it. She never spoke about it, never brought it up, never gave them any details as to what kind of witches, and told them never ever to tell anyone. Especially now that they were moving to the medieval times, they would be burned at the stake for fixing a broken glass by muttering a few words. She hated everything about the medieval times, all of it. And even though he lives there, sometimes the other main character did too.
His name is Remert Ffoi, well, to commoners it was anyway. To anyone that knew his secret, he was Crown Prince Remert Ffoi, heir to the throne of Trenova. Very few people even knew that he was prince of Trenova. His mother, Queen Marcy, kept her son and daughter's royalty a secret. He had a very complex and confusing life. Remert had known since the moment he realized he was crown prince he would be king someday. Every time he met with the rulers of the other realms he knew someday he would be one of them in a few years. He never wanted to be a king and he had his reasons. One of those reasons involved his father.
King Caleb Ffoi was the most horrible person ever. He had always been horrible to his wife, beating her and saying crude and terrifying things. The only reason he didn't kill Marcy was because he knew that if he dared, Remert would kill him also. A few times he had hurt Remert's sister, Devon, and tried to hurt Remert. The worst part was knowing that his mother was being cruelly destroyed by that waste of a man, and knowing that if he even said anything about it he would hurt her more. Marcy only stayed with him because she knew that if she left him, he would destroy the government and equilibrium she had set out for the land. Often she wished she would have stayed the crown princess of Geriu and not have been bethroed to him. She wished that he wouldn't have became such a terrible person.
She had two children with him, unknowingly at the time that he only wanted bloodthirsty children like him. After three miscarriages, she had Remert at fifteen. Around the same time that Remert was conceived, Caleb was cheating on her with a prostitute named Allyeson. A month after his first son was born, Thalleus was born, the child of his mistress and himself. Allyson kept Thalleus for a year and kept him secret from Caleb. Then Marcy decided she wanted another baby, and Caleb agreed to it, only hoping to have another heir. A girl was born, Devon. When Remert was a year old and Devon was a few days old, Allyson came to the door of the castle and gave Thalleus to Caleb. Marcy was furious. But nowhere near as furious as Caleb when he realized Remert and Devon's personality.
Remert had just turned five when he noticed that he was nice. Thalleus, being just like his father, pushed Devon down one day. Her kind brother went over to Thalleus, told him to stop being mean, lectured him on manners, and helped Devon up. Caleb was horrified. Not just because Remert was nice, but because he was nice and a month older than Thalleus. He would be king. Not his son that was like him.
And that was only one of the reasons why Remert didn't want to be king, because he did not want to be like his father. The main reason was he hated being an outcast. He hated being different, not being able to wake up in the morning to normal parents and a normal life. He woke up to the king and queen as his parents, and they lived in a castle while he lived in a tiny house he moved to a few months ago. But that castle would be his someday, as would Trenova. He hated his life, if it hadn't been for his friends he would have ran away years ago.
What do these two teenagers have in common though? You're going to find out. Welcome to Southeastern Whaye, the land of courtly love.