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The cries of the few weeks old baby girl echoed through the empty bedroom, as a maid rushed into the room panic taking over her features as she glimpsed the blue light floating above the child's head.

Muttering prayers under her breath the made scurried out of the room to call upon her king and queen.

At that moment another child ran into the room, this one was around 4 years of age, he giggled and ran over to the crib, talking to the baby girl.

Miraculously the baby's cries faded, yet the blue light still hovered there, the baby girl opened her eyes wide to stare at her brother, even so small her light brown eyes twinkled with something dangerous.

Suddenly the King, Queen and Royal Adviser came rushing into the room, the maid trailing behind them, but she was dismissed almost immediately.

The small boy was told to leave the room, which he did without much fuss, but as soon as the door closed behind him the baby girl's cries started up again, worse this time.

"What is it? Why is my daughter like this?" the queen demanded of the royal adviser, her voice tinged with hysteria.

The royal advisor held a thick leather bound book in his hands which he then opened, he placed his finger on the text and began reading, "if the person harnessing the power of the dimensions fails to use it, over time the power will fade, but once the power is used again it will come back in full force".

A sob escaped the Queen's throat and the King enveloped her into a hug whispering soft words to her, while the baby girl carried on screaming her lungs out.

"Then we need something to stifle her power, for good," the Queen ground out once she regained her composure.

The royal adviser looked aghast but none the less he bowed low, "I will try and develop something," before he swept out of the room.

Yet no one seen the smirk of satisfaction on his face as his face changed into another, and no one heard the words he whispered as he left the palace behind him, "oh keeping her power suppressed will only allow her to grow stronger".

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