Grand Duchess Beata of Muckdale was in her bed chamber holding her newborn daughter, Princess Gerta. Since the King had no relatives, he made his best friend, the Grand Duke, Beata's husband, his heir.

Just then, the door opened, and Gerta's brother Christopher, escorted by their dad, Edvin, came in. "Can I see?" he asked eagerly.

"Of course." She answered.

Chris walked to his mom's bedside, and gazed at his new sister. "She's small."

"All newborns are. She'll grow." The Grand Duke/Crown Prince said. "You did."

"Yeah, but I wasn't a girl!" Chris said, then he noticed something, "Who's red?"

Everyone looked at Gerta. She was a fiery red.

"Is she sick?" Beata franticly asked the midwife.

Before the midwife could answer, Gerta unleashed a fiery blast. Gerta wasn't strong enough to cause any serious damage, but this worried everyone.

"She has fire powers!" the midwife exclaimed.

"We must hide them! Before she causes any serious damage!" Beata cried.

"Christopher, get out! Your mother and I have some serious matters to discuss!" Edvin ordered. As Chris began to leave the room, his father said, "Remember son, you didn't see anything!"

Chris nodded and left. He never forgot about his sister's powers, but still kept them secret.

Gerta's christening was smaller than Chris's had been. Their Graces knew they had to have one, but tried to make it as quiet and small as possible.

Chris made sure to be near Gerta whenever possible. When no one was looking, an old woman came up to them. "Hello, Your Highnesses." She greeted.

"Hello." Chris responded.

"Why are you always near her?" asked the woman.

"I want to make sure she's safe." Answered Chris.

"Such responsibility for a child." The woman remarked.

"I'm not a child!"

"You are 4 years old. What would you call that?"

"Big boy?"

The old woman laughed. "I know about your sister's powers."

"You do?"

"Yes. And she will be lonely. So, Fire powers for you!" With a twirl of her hand, a swirl of magic swirled around Chris, and entered his body. He felt warmth fill his small body, and a tinkle in his pants and chest.

"What happened?" Chris asked the woman.

"I made you look who you feel you are. I also gave you the powers your sister was born with. Now you both are magical." replied the woman, "Remember, controlling emotions is key to controlling magic." then she disappeared.

Chris turned to his sister, who was the only witness. "We have powers."

"Of course you do." Said one of the Nursemaids. The two were busy talking while the old woman was there. "You have the power to charm people."

"We do?" Chris asked.

"Yes." Said a nursemaid. Then she walked over to rustled Chris's hair. "You feel warm." She said with concern. "Do you feel tired or dizzy?"

"No, I feel fine." Chris answered.

"That's what they always say." She sighed, "I'm taking you to your room, hopefully you'll be better tomorrow." Then she took him, by force, to his room. Little did anyone know, this would be the start of Chris and Gerta shunning themselves form their subjects and family.