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The Circle of Six
Chapter 1
Hearing the Legend
In the eastern parts of the world, boarded by the Kekan Ocean, the country of Arilea to the west and Crishan to the north lies the country of Sekina. Though not as large as it's neighboring country of Arilea, Sekina is rich in forests and minerals of all sorts. In the mines of the west, near the Kekan Ocean, along the Lalani river, workersdig and find precious sapphire while the mines in the south find rubies.
In the center of Sekina lies the capital, Vocara. Vocara is were the kingdom of Sekina lies. On top of hill, overlooking the city of Vocara is the great castle of the country. The colors of Sekina, an emerald falcon holding a sun and flower in its claws on a white field, flys proudly from the towers. A few miles to the north of the castle is the infamous, Lake of Dreams. It is said that if you sleep one night next to the lake your dreams, or nightmares, will come true.
To the east is the royal forest, where pages in their fourth year must spend the night. To the west are the kennels, training yards, and stables. In the stables a girl is slowly brushing a mare's golden brown mane. The girl is around 5'4" with long, auburn hair currently up in a high ponytail. The few strands not tied up fell loosely around her face, shadowing her eyes.
She was dressed in men's gear: dark brown breeches and a light brown tunic, fitting her perfectly, brown leggings and care worn boots. The only sign of wealth she wore was a diamond ring on her right ring finger and diamond earrings. As she continued to thoroughly brush the horse's mane a voice cried out. "Serenity!"
The girl slightly stiffened and stopped brushing. Hearing the same voice shout again, she groaned and threw the brush into a crate to the left of the stall and patted her cocoa mare, whispering, "I'll come back later and give you a carrot, Sierra."
The girl leaned out of the stall casually. She heard stomping and sighed. Why was he always stomping around? She wondered. As she thought, the stomping continued to get louder. She saw a shadow on the right wall on the stable and closed her eyes. It was very dusty in here. "Serenity! Serenity! Where are-" the voice faltered.
She opened her eyes, revealing childish chocolate brown orbs. She was staring into almost identical colored ones, though they had a more serious look in them. "Found you," the boy stated, straitening.
"Kiry told you where I was," Serenity said, "You're not that good at find anything Joey."
Joey was Serenity's older brother and probably her best friend. He was around 5'10" in height with messy blonde hair and a grin almost always on his face. He wore a dark green tunic with brown breeches and white leggings. His black boots looked brand new which they were. They were a gift from their uncle in Fief Coonlek, near the sapphire mines.
A few weeks ago, Joey officially became a knight to the Sekina Kingdom. After long years of training he had become what he had always dreamed to be. There was a little set back to the fact, though. He wasn't really allowed to go anywhere without the King's permission. That was because Joey was the heir to the Sekina throne.
Prince Joseph (only Serenity called him Joey) was almost bored out of his mind in this kingdom. He wasn't allowed to leave the capital without the King's official guard and himself wearing armor, chain mail, and carrying a shield. He wanted adventure, not sitting in the dining halls listening to old geezers talking about their fiefs and cities or dancing endlessly with thousands of girls that he would never like. He wanted fights, danger, suspense, and maybe a little romance on the side.
Joey returned back to reality when he felt someone flick his ear painfully. Growling, he chased Serenity, who was giggling madly, out of the stables.
"Presenting the Prince and Princess of Sekina, Prince Joseph and Princess Serenity," drawled a court minister standing next to the stair rail, dressed in the official colors of Sekina. He was reading off of a piece a parchment about a foot long, with names in two columns on the paper.
Joey and Serenity descended together. Serenity had a white-gloved hand draped over Joey's pale green dress shirt. Serenity walked slowly and smiled at the guests. She was dressed in a red silk dress that had golden embroideries around the hem and collar. Her satin slippers pinched her feet whenever she stepped down a stair. As she made it to the floor, she was immediately escorted away from her brother to a group of ladies fanning themselves gracefully to the left of the stairs.
She held her sigh in touching her diamond necklace for comfort. It was the one her mother had given her, before she had…had died.
Serenity sat down next to a girl with her blond curls in pigtails on the side of her head. Before Serenity could strike up a conversation, she was immediately asked to dance, which she accepted reluctantly.
Joey stood next to the king, watching his sister being whirled across the floor by a young knight from the city of Kukea. He glared at the man, watching as he talked to her but his sister didn't look like she was listening.
Joey was dressed in a pale green dress shirt and white dress breeches. His stockings were white along with his freshly polished boots. He wore two emerald rings on his fingers, shipped from their neighboring country of Crishan. He fiddled with the one on his right middle finger as he continued to watch the guests.
He looked at his father from the corner of his eye. He glared hatefully at him. Bastard, he said in his head, continuing to glare. His father was King Coren IV. He had blonde, red hair and cold green eyes. His hair was combed neatly underneath the golden crown on top of his head. The crown was embedded with emeralds and diamonds that glittered brightly from the torches around them. He was wearing expensive gold robes, pants and boots. He was bedecked in gold rings and opals from Arilea, gifts from the King Gozaburo.
The king of Sekina frowned at the guests. He never really smiled anymore anyway, not since his wife died.
That's why Joey hated him. It was his fault, the drunk. His father was one of the court's biggest drunks. Joey was always embarrassed when he had to sit next to him at dinner. He watched as his father had one, two, twenty glasses of one. It was disgusting.
He remembered one time his father had grabbed him and made him drink almost half of a wine bottle. He could never drink that vile stuff again. He continued to glare and tried to make himself calm down. Soon, this will be all over.
Serenity watched as people in groups of three approached the throne. They bowed before the king and whispered pleasantries to him. Serenity wasn't watching she was looking at a brown robed figure walking behind the next two groups. She noticed a shock of white hair sticking from the front of the hood.
As she nodded at the next group leaving she watched her brother. He looked tense and his hands were clasped on his wrists, where he kept his secret daggers.
She watched as the hooded figure approached and frowned. This was answer time.
"Welcome to the realm of Sekina. I hope you have a pleasurable stay," her father drawled lazily.
"Coren, its time for you to leave this world," the figure said in a deep voice.
Her father looked shocked before he replied, "I have no idea what you are talking about. Get out of my sight."
"Coren, I have a message for your children," the figure said, "Prince," he nodded towards Joey, 'and Princess."
The figure had turned towards her and she felt suddenly very vulnerable. "The prophet of the Clan of Elements, many, many years ago went into a trance and said this prophecy. 'The six elements will be born into this world and they must take hold of their powers to take on the dark lord of Chaos and hate. Only these six shall bring peace back to the world, or the earth and universe will be eaten alive.'"
Serenity and Joey stared at the figure in utter shock. Elements?
The figure walked over to the king who stared dumb founded at the man. The figure pulled out a long knife and seemed to grin at the king, though no one could see his mouth. He stabbed the king through the heart. The king feel to the ground, wine glass shattering on the carpet.