A/N: Okay, I know that this is going to be really, painfully slow in the first chapter, but I assure you that it will get quicker. Really, I do. I also want to let you know that there is another work that you will see at the end -or if you understand or recognize the clothing and such- but, to hold suspense I can't say that it has this in it. Also, review is love. I really appreciate it. If I have any mispellings please notify me! I like to fix that kind of stuff! (IF YOU FIGURE OUT WHAT THE OTHER ELEMENT IT DO NOT I REAPEAT DO NOT SAY IT IN THE REVIEW IF YOU NEED TO TELL SOMEONE THEN PM ME OR SOMETHING) But I suppose you want to read the damn story so I'll stop with my silly Author's Note ;3

Her body was shaking, tears streamed down her face. Her eyes were red from lack of sleep -which also explained the dark bags under her eyes- and crying, causing them to be slightly puffy on top of that. She couldn't just start sobbing, someone would hear the poor little heart-broken princess and come running to the rescue. She didn't need that, right now she just wanted to fall into ocean that sourrounded this realm. At least she would die in the peace and quiet and the slow motion of the water. But for now she held a hand over her mouth in some sort of vain attempt to not sob, and dipped her naked feet into the water.

It was relaxing, something that she so desperately needed. She let the rest of her body slip into the water, which reached her neck. Closing her eyes and slowly she went under until her whole body was covered with the salty water. Her eyes flew open and she screamed with all her might into that ocean. It was like a sonic boom. Bubbles flew from her mouth, but along with that it shot of circles of foam that rushed forward in a great hurry. She watched with slight amazment, after all she knew she was capable of such things, she had just never really tried.

She wanted to sigh, but knew that if she did she would drown, and no matter how much that seemed reasonable she just couldn't do it. Her head popped out of the salty water, she rubbed her eyes furiously. Somehow she had forgotten how much the salt burned. Tears rolled down her cheeks unvoluntarily and she tried to blink them away. She got out of the water, closing her eyes and thinking, yumuri hydo.

When she had opened them she was as dry like she had never touched the water. Her lips curved upward: that bit of magic trainging with her dark-haired brother was seriously paying off. She looked around her, making sure no one was around to see her just standing there naked by the ocean. (She didn't really care if the Night or Moon saw her, after all they've seen much worse and it's not like they were men.) She bit her lip, silently cursing before her memory seemed to rejoin her.

Waving a hand before her she watched as clothes appeared. Not just any clothes: journey clothes. She had waited her entire life to go on this journey. (Although she had never known the reason would be for the death of her kingly father.) She tried to contain the small joy inside of her, she couldn't stop from breaking into a crooked grin.

Swallowing rather loudly, she closed her eyes and walked into the wavering image. It had a sort of golden, floating glow around it. Seeming like it was on an invisible wall with ivy trying to creep up along it. The fabric felt like silk. Comforting, in a strange way.

When her eyes were open she was wearing a blue, long-sleeved shirt that was astonishingly warm (which probably resulted from the soft rabbit fur that lined that inside -her brothers always told her it was cold in the realm she was heading for.). It resembled some higher form of a kyrtill. (After listening to her brothers and her father she thought it might be a good idea if people thought she was a young lad.) The pants she wore were made a nice warm brown-colored wool; around her knees all the way down her ankles were deep navy blue wrappings -not only keeping in warmth but the girl found them very cute (these were also wrapped around her arms from her elbows to her wrists); her shoes we made of leather and inlaid with some soft material she really couldn't seem to identify; her cloak was a dark, pitch black color with a pennaular brooch, silver and bronze swirling around it until the two points that were only a few milimeters apart was something that resembled a drinking horn; on her head was a dark red cap with golden thread around the bottom, looking like a thin braid; on her belt she had a drinking horn and an axe holster. The axe in it's holster was a very fine, sturdy one. She pulled it out, studying the intricate designs. Braids, swirls, dragons. It was beautiful, truly.

She ripped her gaze from the axe, her mind wandering to their darkest depths. Depths where she saw her father's dead, glassy eyes stare at nothing. She shook her head, closing her eyes and speaking aloud three words, "Umo taio huun."

She didn't know why closing her eyes always helped her magic, perhaps seeing whatever she wanted in her mind materialized the objects. She didn't particularly care at the moment. All she cared about was the map that was floating in the air. She snatched it and rolled it up, walking quietly towards her destination: the Gatekeeper.

Later on...

"You must let me go," the girl said defiantly, not caring whether she was "ready" in mind or body. She was going to the lower realm. "You cannot keep me here. I must go."

The dark-skinned Gatekeeper's golden eyes did not look into her's, his face holding only a look of slight boredom. Finally, he spoke, "Lady Heidi, your father forbid you to-"

"Well that was before he was murdered in the night!" She shrieked, trying her hardest not to spit at the Gatekeeper's golden-clad feet.

"That is true." He paused, "I suppose that means that you can, sense there is not longer a king nor his ruling being established."

"Exactly!" she smiled, but it quickly faded, "So why, pray tell, are you forbidding me to go?"

"I know not what realm you wish to go to, Lady Hei-"

"I know you know. I felt you watching me. When I stole the map. You know how hard I worked to do this." He frowned.

"Yes, I suppose I do. You know the consequences, do you not?" Her face brightened at her luck. Who would have known it was so easy to convince him?

"Yes. 'If sucked into a prophecy that involves you, you cannot return until it has been fulfuilled.'" The Gatekeeper nodded, knowing that she knew everything there was to know about the consequences. Asking was simply just his form of dissuading her. She was going to get herself killed, this he knew. But he couldn't just not let her go. He sighed, sliding his sword into it "sheath".

"If you are a threat to this realm then I cannot let you return, either." She whispered something in reply, but he couldn't hear her. Something was wrong. He pulled sword out of it's "sheath".

Heidi was gone

For a moment the Gatekeeper's eyes look emerald, but it was probably just a trick of the light.