Prologue

The wind blew over the unforgiving land of Hibernia.

Three teenagers stood and looked over the rough ocean.

the first teen, with straight black hair and brown eyes and tan skin ,as she was from Gallica , spotted a boat in the distance.

She groaned in irritation as she realized they weren't allowed to fight for another three years.

" We might as well report back to Glasome and tell King Threnon that we are expecting an attack."

" Jess, you know he doesn't listen, he's too fat and wealthy to care." said the blonde-haired green eyed 13 year-old with fair skin from time on a sheltered boat.

" Well, let's get back before they catch up to us." said the tallest girl, with brown hair, brown eyes and lightly tan skin from the amount of time in the sun.