Disclaimer: I have a few original characters, but the main plotline is based on Beauty and the Beast The Disney movie and the original tale, either of which I do not own.
On a night, the coldest, darkest and rainiest one the Eastern kingdom had ever faced, a child was born to Charlotte and Theodore Beaumont, one of the wealthiest familys in that part of the land.
"Bring her to me" ,said Charlotte, The tiredness showing in her voice. She shifted into a sitting position in the bed.
The nurse-maid holding the child, who at that time had it's eyes shut, crying fiercely, slowly placed the girl in her mother's arms.
"Shhhhh...",Charlotte whispered, gently, "It's all right, little one". She rocked the child in her arms, calmingly. As the baby quieted and became more relaxed, she opened her eyes.
Charlotte's face suddenly paled, as she skrieked loudly.
"What is wrong, milady?", The nurse-maid questioned, just before she bent over to look at the baby, then stumbled back a few steps, startled.
The child's eyes were lit with a burning red fire.
It is said that one born with flame in their eyes, shall destroy entire Kingdoms by way of fire. There had only been one other known person with this curse, and he was the cause of the greatest disaster in the history of the Eastern Kingdom.
Charlotte breathed, deeply, trying to regain composure. She did not want this to be her first born daughter, it would be a disgrace and a endangerment of everyone around her. After taking a few more breaths, she concocted a plan.
"Ask the hunter, to ready his carriage", Her shaking voice ordered,"Tell him to take this baby as far out into the forest as possible, and leave her". She paused to pass the child over to the nurse-maid."No one else must know about this, as far as they are concerned, the baby didn't survive birth. Do you understand?"
The nurse-maid nodded, as she struggled with her trembling arms to hold the baby.
And so a few hours later, the deed was done, a crying baby was helplessly stranded in the deep forest, but this is not her fate. For the merchant, Sebastien Charnock, had been out riding late in the eve. He'd only ridden so late in the eve, to clear his mind, from the darkened thoughts that tortured him. Not even a week ago him and his wife, Elise, had lost their one month old son to a fever.
The sobbing of the child, brought Sebastien out of his deep thoughts. He dismounted his horse, and quickly searched for the cause of the sound. The man found the child with just a few thin blanets protecting her from the bitter cold of the evening. Sebastien immediately, removed his coat, picked the baby up and wrapped her in the warm fabric.
Once becoming calm again, the baby slowly opened it's lids.
Sebastien knew the tales, very well in fact, but it didn't matter to him. All he saw was a small, innocent baby, who need a home. After loosing his last child, he was glad to take her in, and thought of her as a gift.
Sure that his wife would love the her and want to keep her as much as he did, Sebastien carried the baby home, but not before giving her a name. Alvia. He did know why, but her felt it suited her well.
Upon reaching home, Elise gladly welcomed the child, and cared for her as a mother, neither of them worrying about Alvia's power of fire.
I know it's a short chapter, but it is just a prolouge. So, please review so I know if it's good enough to keep writing.