Merah Roseglade wasn't much of a social butterfly. She always stayed close knit to her family. As a child she had a private tutor at her house. When she became thirteen she begged her parents to go to the Magic academy but her parents refused, instead they sent her to the servants everyday to become more social and be tutored by them. She was a princess after all, and they said she had no need to be exposed to the world before she was ready. But she was never ready, her parents hadn't taught her magic. Just history. She was a witch, in the longest line of fae royals. The Roseglade's were the first of Fae royals, and Fairy's were the start of magic bloodlines. So tho she had Fae in her genetics she was so far down the line that just the magic was there as well as some ears that weren't very pleasant with her head and face. And her family had no wings.
She didn't know any spells, and didn't even know how to use her magic. But she knew it was there, when she had asked to go to the Magik academy her parents had been outraged, and she ended up blowing a gasket. Literally. The kitchen sink exploded with water raining down everywhere, and the soup her mother had been eating had erupted from the bowl all over her. Her parents told her she had no need for powers as the world was peaceful, and every breed in the world(vampires, werewolves, wizards, and mermaids) had finally made a peace treaty. Yet it wasn't peaceful enough for her to leave, she thought. Since all she ever seen was her White Castle covered in greenery. She watched her mother in the garden every day magically care for her plants. She watched her father in his study cast his books and things through the air to his desk. She thought about how unfair it was to be given something and never being able to use it. How her ancestors would find her family disgraceful to waste such a gift. Magik wasn't just for war, her mother's flourishing garden had proven that. Magik was a thing of beauty that she wanted more than anything.
She thought all hope of the matter had been lost, until that fateful day a Magik council member had appeared at the house. Her parents had escorted him to her father's study, and She had followed behind distantly to hear what was happening. As they shut the door she scurried next to it hoping to hear under it. She heard her parents yell and the man calmly speak about how every royal had sent their child this year to show a sign of peace through the next generation. My mother laughed, though I could tell she was crying, 'Of coarse they did. Anything to make our family look bad.' I heard my dad shush and console her but say 'Maybe it is time, we can't keep her here forever. How else is she going to learn about the other creatures she will soon one day be ruling with. She's sixteen Meredith, three years away isn't so bad. And they have school holidays.' She sneered at that. 'Sure Tobias, three years and I can see my child three days in that time. She's never been without us. She's never been alone.'
I heard them stand and cross the room and that's when I scurried off. I don't know what was said after but I did know my mother visited me that night and warned me of tactics the other 'breeds' had used in war and in the council to get their way. She warned me that our family had position over all others and I couldn't let them get too close to me. She said they did this now to start a new game but my safety was all she was concerned about. And just like that she held a ball of golden light in her hands and shoved it into my chest. I passed out instantly. I had no idea what she had done but it felt unnatural. I awoke early the next morning and sat up to find my mother packing up my room in boxes, and tears had streamed down my face as I watched her sniffle and stagger carrying things out. I had wanted to go to school, there was no doubt there. But I thought I would be home every night like with tutoring, I thought my mother would still be there to yell at me when I screwed up on my work during a lesson. This was not what I expected.
"Come on Mer, you can't sit around all day. You have to get dressed and we have to leave." My mother said as I sat at the table eating my waffles. I still felt funny from whatever she did to me the night before, but I didn't dare bring that up. One of our servants swept up my food and pushed me towards the bathroom. I showered quickly and stared at my self in the mirror. My big grey eyes were red in the whites and dark circles swelled around my eyes. My long silver curls looked as though they were greying. Flecks of silver shone brightly in pieces, and the rest looked dull and bored. What had my mother done to me? I brushed my hair quickly and threw on a white gown. My mother dressed me in nothing but gowns, gowns crafted for a princess she would say. This one feathered out like ribbons saying here comes the princess bride. There were Silver flecks in the dress that matched my hair. But the chest on this dress was tight. Where I had no breasts before, there was definitely a fullness to them today like I had grown overnight. I was thin and tall, like most fairy's as they had to be light on their feet. But this was like I went through human puberty. I ran out quickly to my servant Cynthia who was waiting for me outside the door. "What is it Merah?" She asked frantically and when I flailed my arms by my boobs she said, "Oh, I noticed you were 'changing' this week. Don't worry it happens to us all. Just remember it's a gift." She laughed and smiled at me like I was the butt of a joke. But I was seriously freaked and she just looked at me exasperated and rushed me off to the front door where my mother was waiting.
"Well Mer, it seems this is it. What a beautiful young lady you have grown into." My mother laughed out as we pulled down a tight dirt road in our Cadillac. She found me just as hilarious when I had freaked out about what I was hiding in my dress. Some joke. I mentally had to roll my eyes. If I really did it I know she would have slapped me for being so unladylike like. "Mom, do you think I'm going to be ok?" I whispered out. She stiffed in her seat, "Mer, you need to speak louder and clearer. How do you expect to be a queen when you can't announce yourself like a true lady. You are going to be just fine, you have your own room I made sure of it. Just stick with your classes and your homework and stay out of the way of the chaos I'm sure will ensue. Don't stray far from your classes and room or I will know." She glared at me as if I was just waiting to defy her. I hated it. Every battle with us usually ended with a servant telling me my mother was just trying to do what was right. But here and now it didn't feel right. This was my chance to learn magik. The one thing she wouldn't teach me, she now had no choice but to let me learn. I was so excited but I couldn't show it. Scared of not knowing anyone yes, but being outside of the castle felt like a dream and I wasn't going to waste it.
As the trees cleared I seen a beautiful wrought iron gate open as we approached. Magik was all I could think. Behind the walls was a castle more beautiful than the one I had called home. It was bigger too, at least two stories taller and a few wider as well. It was greyed, and medieval looking, glass windows as far as the eyes could see. The windows had looked like silver flowers were embroiled in the glass. The greenery here all blended with the castle, it was enchanting and made me even more excited. I got out of the car starstruck at the sight. "No dawdling Mer. Give me a hug and head up to the doors, the headmaster is going to meet you there. All of your belongings have already been brought here. Be sure to write me or you will have unexpected visits." I could barely hear her anguish as I was so preoccupied with my excitement. "Yes mother." Was all I could get out before she struck the back of my head. "Please don't make us leave on unpleasantries Mer, hug your mother. I don't want to think this was a mistake." The pain barely even phased me but her words did. I didn't want to spend my whole life back in the castle. I quickly snapped out of it and turned to her with a smile on my face. "Sorry mother, I was just taking in the view while I could." I hugged her and kissed her cheek while she cried about how hard this was, but finally she turned away from me and drove off. And I then took my first breath of freedom.
She was out of sight now, this was the only chance I had to take in the rest of the view. In the distance I seen kids in the windows laughing. One pointed at me.. crap. They all wore black and blue uniforms and here I arrived in a gown. My mother made me wear this, did she know about the uniforms? Or was this another way for her to separate me from them? "Hello down there!" An older gentleman yelled down to me from the front door. Crap, I hadn't even walked the front steps yet and here the headmaster was waiting on me. This is turning out to be a lovely first day, I thought to myself.
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The School Of Magiks
FantasyA fair haired princess named Merah goes to school finally. What differs is the student body she attends with. Her mother, hated the idea. She wanted to keep Merah locked in a tower, so to speak. That just gave Merah that much more joy in going. She...