Prologue
Skylar didn't know what happened to her older twin after she got sent to the physicians.
'Miss Next to Die.'
Aunt Dahlia's solemn snarking rang through the young princess's ears.
Her nickname of the day.
She is a fairy princess after all.
There are suspicious parties planning to assassinate them, using iron weapons.
The two princesses were attacked.
One exploded in fury once the other was marred.
Exploded in magic auras to be exact.
Estelle had used lots of firey magical energy to burn away the iron weapons, and used up too much of her magic, and fainted.
But then...
Their father, King Daphnis of the Equinox Court got fascinated why his own daughter have so much magic potential aside from the other being born with black angel wings.
The Equinox Court, the Court of Seelie and Unseelie or Balance.
Founded by an Order of an Unseelie faery named Adaliene Diadem to save her older sister, Rachelle Diadem from having her Void Element Court corrupted.
Early on...Skylar was reading on a black and white plaid picnic blanket with Estelle...
But now she has to look solemnly at the current heir of the Equinox Court and...her best friend, stuck in a glass tube for three days.
Skylar can't help but ran out of the woods their kingdom is in.
"Sky! Wait!"Aunt Dahlia shouted as her black curls waved past her.
Green eyes blared in worry.
Knowing that one of her favorite nieces are hurt, she chased her.
Unknown to the two...
A spirit came out of the heir's body attached to a white string with pale candle colored hair with pink tips.
Her blue eyes, alarmed as the spirit chased after them.
Only to find a pink haired girl with a single braid and pretty violet eyes comforting her best friend.
"I'm sorry...Are you okay?I'm Sterla Devotes. I name myself Devotes because I like the word. I don't know a lot of words."
"Do you want us to teach you English?"Aunt Dahlia became worried.
At their treehouse, Estelle's spirit watched over them.
But...she can't help it. Estelle is jealous.
Sure, she knows as much Skylar English, and she's..happy?
No, she's not angry.
'Arrgh!'
'This girl needs our help...No, not my best...What am I thinking!?'
The spirit floated away, confused about her feelings.
