STARFIRE: origins

2: The High-born curse

Tamaran was flourishing. The royal family had turned out to be great leaders. With the newfound great environment and diet, few of the Tamaraneans once again found their ability to fly. They were called 'High-borns'. In the royal family, of course everyone had the ability to fly.
The Council of The Lord guided the civilians in everything they could. The King was the true ruler, and yet the council had 'suggested' many of his decisions. But now they all faced a dilemma.

There were two princesses in the royal family. Komand'r was given the royal name Blackfire. She was the elder child, destined for the throne.
Her younger sister; Koriand'r, was given the royal name Starfire.
The sisters were true friends. They spent their days together training for wars which may come at any instant. Komand'r was older than Kori by at least 10 years. And yet a secret about her was kept only in the walls of the royal castle: she could not fly!
When 5 year old Kori could fly just as good as she could walk, the king and the queen got scared for their oldest child. They were a good couple. Even though they had an enormous responsibility on their shoulders, they tried the best they could to live their daughters as much as they could. They pitied Komand'r, she was a great warrior, and yet it was not enough. Kori had been born as a spare and would live as so. She had no burden on herself and yet she practiced with her sister as if they both would get the throne.
The Council of The Lord had decided. Komand'r would not get the throne. Lord had given a sign to them that she was not meant for it. They had a vision and were told a prophecy. She would burn down everyone. Scared of this sign, they decided to announce Koriand'r, the true heir of Tamaran. The King and Queen could not interfere. They were told that if they interfered with the Lord's will they would perish. And yet, they did. They loved Komand'r. They had begged the Council to at least keep this news private so that they could come to terms with it. They soon decided they would not let her birthright get taken away from her. For 2 years, they planned the downfall of the Council. So that their planet could be just theirs to rule.
On the other side of the castle, unknown of the sacrifices the king and queen we're making for her, Komand'r grew with hate. She resented EVERYONE. And while the parents plotted the downfall of the Council, she plotted theirs.
It took 2 years, but finally the Council was no more. Overjoyed with their achievement, a private feast just for the four of them was prepared, they would re-announce the heir to be Komand'r in six month's time so that the news would not seem suspicious.
Komand'r by this time was full of poison. And she put a bit of it in her parents' wine. The King and Queen died suffering. They did not even know who got to them, perhaps it was better.
Tamaran went in a spiral. Never had a member, let two members; of the royal family be brutally murdered! Komand'r had a plan for everything. After all she had schemed for this for two whole years.

The throne room was full of confused chatter. The trumpets blew announcing the arrival of the new queen, Blackfire. She had a cape which was as beautiful as the sea they used to have. The assembly started. After all the High-borns had paid their respects to the deceased rulers, everyone looked at Blackfire, wondering what her plan of action was.

She stood up from the throne and everyone geld their breaths. In a commanding and cold voice she said, "The most unfortunate of days has come to us, not only have the previous rulers been murdered; it was done by someone we all trusted so much. The one who is guilty of this crime is Koriand'r, my sister. Guards, bring her to us all."
Kori was just a kid, she was seven. She was heartbroken over her parents death. She was in her chamber, crying. As quick as the wind, the guard came into her room and grabbed the kid as hard as they could. The poor thing could not understand anything. When she was brought in front of Blackfire and was told of her crimes, she could not believe her ears.

"I would never do anything to harm my mama and papa!! "

"And yet, you did sister. Greed is a curse. Everyone, even my wine was poisoned by this witch! "

The crowd collectively gasped. It was all so unbelievable, to find out that the royal family, the personification of care and power; was so enclosed in darkness.