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Prologue: How it began
" Now Konan," Started Lucinda. I was Konan, daughter of Marcus and Helen. We didn't really use our last name, and it's been forgotten. Even I don't know it. My parents were both millitary leaders, and weren't home often. I was used to spending time with my maid, Lucinda.
"When your parents come home, you must let them rest. They have an important meeting tomorrow at six o'clock sharp here, this very room." I happened to be coloring in the meeting room in our house. It was attached to the castle, my father's dad was the king. Anyways, back on track, I always sat in my dad's chair when I missed him, and mom for that matter.
"Konan! Are you listening?"Lucinda yelled, almost breaking my ear.
"Yes, I'm not to love my parents and i'm not allowed to bother them. Sounds like normal. I'm going to my room."I was only about nine, but I did know how to speak. Well. Formally, kindly, politely, rude, sassy, anything. I could talk in it.
I started to my room, and thought about what was going on. We're living in Japan right now, in the capital, Honoka. It's full of war, and sacrifice is made every day. I've never been outside, I just stayed in the castle. Day in, and day out.
I looked out the window, to see all the poverty. I knew that I would be the next queen, for my parents would be to old, and wouldn't leave the millitary for anything. I started to think of what I could do to stop it all. I already had already memorized their names, and what they looked like. They sat outside the frount door, which my window was above, every day begging. All they wanted is for us to see him. I did, but couldn't really do anything about it, since I couldn't exit the castle. The next day was the biggest shock I've even had. Ever.
I woke up, and crawled over to the meeting room, in hope to see my parents. When I looked in, I saw them, but in an awful way. There was two caskets. Two dark, dark drown caskets. I started to shake, and I bet I'd be paler then normal if I could see my face. Brown caskets mean that the dead people served in the military. The darker they are, the higher the rank. And as I said before, these were dark. Really dark.
Lucinda must've seen me, because she walked over and pulled me into a hug. This is a good time to explain how I'm different from others. I had blue hair, it was natural, so was my paleness. I also have amber eyes, and a labret piercing since I can remember. I almost never cried, but I did now. No one told me what had happened, they didn't have too.
"Lu-lu-lucinda" I manged to say between my sobs. "Wh-why?" She shook her head, and whispered.
"Good question." She said. "Life sometimes throws curve balls. And this is one of them. The king will take care of us though, I know it." I nodded and continued to cry. The king, my grandfather, would take care of us. He has to if he wants his family to keep the crown.
Hey Guys! It's me, this isn't the first fanfic i've written, but the first one sucked. So I made this one to publish instead :D I hope you like it. Read and Review!