The Tale of the French Prince !

Inheritance test and Mysterious letter

01/08/1987

Versailles, Kingdom of France,

Prince's Bedroom,

As the sun rose on Versailles, the young Prince fluttered his eyes, finally waking up from his sweet torpor. He began yawning, stretching out like a rested cat before jumping, feeling two appendages that were not supposed to be present. He opened his eyes wide with horror and turned his head to the right before opening his mouth wide.

We could hear a cry echoed throughout Versailles.

Alerted by the cries of the Prince, the Royal Guards, the Chambellan of the Prince, the servants and the Royal Couple burst into the room, before freezing on the spot.

Before their eyes, a most amusing spectacle took place. Harry was jumping around, trying in vain to get away from his own wings, the latter beating to regular intermediate and fluttering in the room.

"Dad!"

This was the only warning that Louis received before being hit by his son with full force, collapsing on the ground under the worried eyes of servants and guards. As for Gerard and the Queen, they seemed to do everything to prevent themselves from bursting out laughing.

"Harry, calm down, calm down my son," Louis said, trying to appease his son.

"I look like a chicken!" Cried Harry, his eyes full of tears.

At these words, even the guards could not help barking with laughter while Catherine and Gerard had already lost this fight. One could also see the commissure of Louis's lips getting up, the latter preventing himself from laughing to avoid panicking his son.

"No, my son, you're not a chicken, it's your inheritance," Louis explained quickly.

"Since when are we chickens ?!" Harry asked in a panicked voice.

Louis's eyes widened before giggling. Seconds later, and seeing the scared look of his son, he decided to reassure him.

"They are not chicken wings but angels, my boy, you just have to imagine them disappear and that will be the case," replied the King of France.

Harry blinked before nodding his head, pretending to concentrate. After a minute, the wings disappeared, as if by magic. Harry seemed to reassure before letting out a sigh of ease.

Immediately after, the servants hastened to help the members of the royal family to get up . Harry then rushed to a mirror to observe himself, smiling as he saw that the wings were no longer there, and above all, that they had not damaged his clothes. He loved magic, despite the bad surprises.

Louis de Valois then decided to quickly explain the history of the family of France. The Capetians were the descendants of the Robertians, but it did not stop there. No, the Robertians were themselves the descendants of a long line that had disappeared and appeared among the myths of magic, the Atlasiens. The Atlasiens were in fact the descendants of Atlas, the First King of the Atlantean Magical Kingdom , whose rumors suggested to be the direct descendants of Mother-Magic, chosen to lead the Magical People of Tellus. Unfortunately, as a result of a new cataclysm created by an accumulation of incommensurable magic and failed rituals, Atlantis sank, the world changed and the greatest of the Magic Kingdoms disappeared. It was more than ten thousand years ago.

The descendants of Atlas still survived this cataclysm, like some magical families dating from the Old World era. Magic having disappeared , and a humanoid race similar to witches but without magic having appeared, they hid as they went, trying to regroup the surviving wizards. It was in Gaul that they resided, giving birth to the family of Robertians (inadvertently, one of the children named Robert made himself known to muggles and began the Dynasty of Robertians). From one thread to another, the Robertians became the Capetians (with the last Robertian named Hughes Capet), who became Valois, Bourbons, Plantagenets, and so on. Thus, the descendants of Mother-Magic survived and were able to reform their Kingdom, though less impressive than Atlantis, which once dominated Tellus.