A/N: Hello Readers! This is my first story. I hope you enjoy it! *finger crossed*. I added something different to the stories I have seen until now. The kingdom of Arkaria is one that speaks English but has an accent, sort of Italianish. For one of the main characters I use as a reference the accent of 'Dr. De Luca' female of Grey's Anatomy if you wish to add a difference in your reading, check it out! if not, well... read it as you want, you are the reader, i'm just a common mortal trying to do something else xD. And... I'm latinamerican so... my english might not be the greatest one. If you notice a mistake or the phrase is not understandable, please let me know. Reviews, comments and ideas are always welcome! Enjoy! (And please don't hate me :3)

Rated M for some violence.

Chapter 1

It was a sunny afternoon of May, a calm fresh breeze passing through the white and dome roof-gold buildings and skimming the white stone streets. The waterfalls that surrounded the Kingdom of Arkaria give the place a chilling calm vibe with the sound of the great trees' leaves that were all around the kingdom and even form part of the houses. The main streets of the city were busy with people coming and going with their business. They could tell the citizens from the other people because of their naturally toasted skin and the distinctive golden runes that everyone had in their shoulders or their backs, even someone had them in their faces. Those runes tell part of their story and who they were, even what was their job in the moment, and they'd change when the person change in some way. Not for nothing the Kingdom was also known as the Shifting Kingdom, because not only the runes on the people, but the colors of the cites would change according the time of the year or the weather. In this exotic and almost labyrinthic city, two white-haired toasted-rune-marked-skin young girls were going through the high bridges that connected the river-split parts of the city and pasted near the waterfalls.

"Khayla! Don't run away! You can fall! We'll see everything before dinner!" The older sister told to her little one that was sprinting all the way around to see everything. It was the first time that their parents have allowed them to go out to see the Kingdom by themselves. No guards, no adult companion, just the two royal sisters in a "smooth walk" through the town to know their people better, or so the older sister thought; after all, it was known that the Royals of Arkaria shared a lot of time with their people almost as equals, laboring and partying with them. The only difference between them was that the royal family lived in the castle that was in between the two biggest waterfalls in the deeps of the principal city, and it was a little more imponent that the rest of the buildings surrounding it.

"Please Kirahara! I want to see the Market!" Khayla said to her older sister while her deep blue eyes traveled across the huge market in front of the bridge they were

"Kirahara was able to catch up with her bubbly and easily stimulable sister. "Just Kira, Sis. Don't go so formal on me" Kira said with a grin while they reach the market. They were just two years of age different, but Khayla always tried to show herself as a "big girl" by talking formal to everyone, including her 8-year-old sister. "Now, come on! I want to show you 's rare items store!" Kira said between giggles at her enthusiastic sister.

After a while of going forth and back in the marketplace, greeting the laboring citizens and store-owners, the two little sisters stumble upon a tall silver-haired old man

"Councilman Steffensen! We are so sorry!" Kira said bowing while making her little sister bow as well after realizing who they have run into.

"It's all right, your Highnesses, nothing happened" Steffensen said with a chuckle while the two young girls straighten out. "What mischievousness were you both up to?" He said with a smirk. He took a part in the young royals' lives and knew of their constant mischiefs, mainly the young one.

"Us?! N..Nothing!" Khayla said with a guilty look on her little face.

"Nothing, huh…?" Steffensen said with an eyebrow raised while catching a hint of chocolate in the corner of Khayla's lips. He get closer and to the girls high and said in a whisper while grinning "Don't worry, I won't tell that you took some of his chocolates while he wasn't looking".

"You promise?!" Khayla said a little bit too laud with hopefull eyes while Kira snigger.

"I Promise" Steffensen said while holding one hand open in the air near his face and the other over his heart. He straightens himself, pull down his arms and said with a warm smile "Now, you two should get going to finish your stroll before…" But he couldn't finish has he was interrupted by an ear-deafening sound and screams all over the market. The three of them turn to see the main market in flames, and people running away in fear. You could hear screams of pain and despair, and see people falling to the stony streets with slashes, other people crawling trying to get to safety. Everything was happening too fast.

"Before the councilman was able to say something, Kira step forward to him and said to him "As your Princess, I command you to take my little sister, Princess Khayla, to safety with the most quantity of citizens that you could gather. I will help the guards, get to my parents and go to a safe place". Her tone was strong and a little cold, almost ruler-like. It'd have sounded intimidating even in her characteristic smooth contralto voice if it wasn't for her 4' ft tall

"But, your Highness, you…" Steffensen started, but the 8-year-old girl cut him off with an intense glare.

"Now go! There is no time for discussions, and this why I was born gifted" Kira said, determination in her silver eyes. "Your Highness" He bowed deep with sadness in his eyes. Such a great weight in such a young person, he thought. But the girl was right, that was the prophecy that has been written so much time ago in solid stone, one that every Arkarian respected and thus why her runes where special. He took the 3'6'' ft younger sister by the waist and pull her over his shoulder while she flounders to escape from his grip and shouted to him to let her go. He was heartbreaking to be the one to separate the royal sisters, gods only knew for how long. Then he run towards the untouched part of the city to gather the rest of the citizens, without watching back.