Valorous

Part One

Long ago, the world used to be united

,

as one sole kingdom, until the Lowlands,

-

a dark and cold place, set aside from the other four districts in this huge kingdom,

-

decided that they simply did not want to be the ‘Fifth District’, and a war broke out between them all. The Lowlanders were manipulative and harsh people, and soon took many villages and castles into their cold hands. They tricked the Northern district to join them, and soon, it was the North and Lowlands versus the South and East. The West district tried to play diplomat, yet nothing they did could bring peace. Now, the world has separated into five distinct kingdoms. The Northern Kingdom, is now situated up in the mountains, where is

it

snows often. The East Kingdom,

which is

surrounded by ocean. The Western Kingdom, which dwells in the grasslands and part of another ocean. The Southern Kingdom, which

is

near forests and lakes. The Lowlanders were placed far off on a large island. The Lowlanders succeeded in separating the powerful kingdom, but their plan was not over yet, it just happened to take one hundred years to perform 

Chapter One

Midnight Adventures

“Speira, wake up!” Someone whispered into my ear. I turned over to see the face of my best friend, Layla.

“What?” I whispered urgently.

“Just come on!” She was smiling. I noticed she was not in her nightgown, but in an elaborate gown full of jewels and other sparkly things

(objects)

. “And

please

, change!” She said, eyeing my nightgown, and she ran out of my room.

I flipped my feet over the side of my bed, to find my slippers. I quickly walked over to my dresser, and pulled out my favorite gown; a blue, wavy thing with long and sheer,

see-through

sleeves. I pulled it over my head and slipped my feet into a pair of white-satin slippers. I ran over to my dresser, only to be

displeased

with what I saw. My long,

white-blond 

hair was braided down my back, yet it still managed to look exactly like a haystack. I gasped, exasperated and pulled out the ribbon holding the braid together, letting my hair fall to my waist

(elegantly?)

. I hurriedly combed through it, put on my dainty tiara resting on the pedestal next to my bed, and opened the un-creaking door and wandered out into the corridor.

The castle in which I lived was huge. The floors were wooden and dark, and the walls were white marble, with

artful

pillars every few feet to hold up the massive ceiling that had been painted by some of the most