Hello, I apologize that this is so short, but it is only the preface. ~MBetsyW
"It's all my fault," a young man said, looking down at his friend, lying on the ground. "I couldn't stop it. And now, my friends..." Guilt filled Marcassin to the brim. He had done something wrong, and there was no way to go back and right it. The young Prince looked at the dark wizard that stood with a smile of malice on his face.
"Marcassin..." a quiet, weak voice began. It was one of his friends. The friend he was looking down at. His name was Oliver, and he had short brownish-reddish hair, and blue eyes. And he was just a kid. "I- It's not your- fault." Marcassin's face was already streaked with tears, and that weak statement made him cry all over again.
He would have healed them, but he couldn't. Especially since his scepter, given to him from his father had been broken. It was the only thing left of his father, yet Marcassin had to break it. Or else his friends could have ended up worse...
"Here..." his friend said, handing him the legendary wand, Mornstar. Marcassin was unsure of what to do. Take the wand and risk hurting his friends, or don't? The possibilities raced through his mind, and soon he came to a conclusion.
He had to take it. He had to at least try.
As soon as he took the wand, he knew he had made a mistake.
A mistake that would cost him dearly.