Ender's Curse

Prologue

Ender

My sister, Naria sits on my bed beside me. The princess of the land of Cyre smiles in anticipation. The anticipation of my 15th birthday. The day I'm finally joining her as another princess. As another princess of Cyre.

"It's almost time Ender" She whispers excitedly. She holds my hand, grasping it tightly. Her eyes shine in the faint light of her spell.

"Five" I whisper

"Four"

"Three"

"Two"

"One!"

The small clock in our room rang out. Midnight! At last! Today is the day I'm to be a princess.

That's when things went wrong. Naria, who was holding me tightly, is thrown off of me by a invisible force. She cries out in pain as she hits the wall.

Our parents, the king and the queen rush in when they hear Naria's outcry. My hand shines with a bright light, but then turns into a shadowy glow. What's left is the symbol for shadow, imprinted imprinted into my hand.

The queen rushes to Naria's aid and tears fall from her eyes. The king looks at me, horrified at the simple sight of the symbol on my hand.

"Cursed" he whispers.

Karken, the kings mage runs in and shoots a light spell out. I inch away from the light, pain shooting throughout my head.

"She bears the mark, your majesty. She's the one" Karken says, deadly quiet.

The fear in the kings eyes is clear, and I almost smile. I almost laugh.

The strongest, most powerful man in the land is scared of a fifteen year old girl.

I could laugh. In fact, I do.

My laughter fills the room and the kings eyes narrow. "Send her to the dungeons" he snarls. The fear is no longer there. Only anger.

Two guards haul me up, as I still laugh. They carry me to the depths of the castle and throw me into a cell, before attaching a chain to my leg.

"Happy birthday to me" I sing softly.

Well hello there! Ender here! Yes in this story, you know me as Ender. In I think I like you, I'm going to be known as Jordan! Anyways, yeah I'm Ender! And welcome to Ender's Curse! Enjoy!