Castle.(On Hold)

I Chapter 1 I

 In the land of Chrysos was a queen who ruled them all. And her name was Ravenna. She was no ordinary queen, well, none of them were. For she was born of sorcery. Magic runs through her veins.

A young, beautiful maiden entered the castle gates. The gates were huge as if they touched the sky. They were made of black rocks with streaks of gold. Royalty was Ravenna's. The young maiden walked inside the castle, which was made in such manner it always seemed to touch the North Star. The castle was as black as night. Men armed with spears and bows stood in front of the massive pillars that were carved out of black rocks.

"Halt!" One of them said in a sharp, manly voice.

"Who is it you have come to meet?" he continued.

"The Queen." She replied. Her voice was innocent and pure. It matched her beauty and delicacy. The men looked at each other for a second and then let her pass.

"Thank you!" she bowed in front of the men and kept on walking forward. She walked and walked until she stopped and bowed.

"It's an honour, Your Majesty." She smiled with innocence.

"Come here, my darling girl." A young and sophisticated voice echoed in the hall. There were statues made of ice on every side, four on one side and three on the other. They were unique. Each resembled a girl, each of them pretty. The maiden looked at them and asked,

"Why are there just three on the other side?" her soft voice made the Queen smile with joy.

"Would you like to listen to a story?" the Queen asked. The maiden nodded a yes. The Queen clapped twice and all the guards left the hall.

"It all started a hundred years from now. There was once a Queen who was the most beautiful of them all, who was strong and powerful but was feared by all."

"The Evil Queen!" The Queen was interrupted by the maiden.

"But not prettier than you, Your Majesty!" the girl replied looking at the Queen. Her hair was white as snow, her crown was transparent and glowed in the light and in the dark. She was wearing a blue gown with crystal on them.

"Oh No, my love, she was a lot prettier than me. But she was killed by one who belonged to the royal blood who was said to be the Fairest of Them All. With lips as red as blood, hair as black as ebony and skin as white as snow."

"Snow White was her name." the girl replied.

"Would you like to see the statues, up close?" The Queen asked. Again the girl nodded a yes.

They walked towards the place where one of the statues was missing.

"You really are pretty." The Queen replied. She touched the girl's bosom and she froze her in the blink of an eye. She walked towards her throne made of ebony, gold and ice. She touched the ice and the ice and rock turned to dust. The gold came closer towards itself and formed a disk of gold.

"Mirror Mirror, on the wall, who is the Most Powerful of them all?"

She stepped back and a being made of gold came out from the mirror.

"You are, My Queen. But there is one, whose blood is same as yours." It replied monotonously.

"Mirror Mirror on the wall, bring her back who had slept for so long." She ordered the being.

She started backing off. The being melted into gold and covered all the statues. All the statues were now gone. It joined in itself and began to swirl. There she was in gold and white. Her crown made of gold studded with ice. She wore a gold, feathered gown. She was back.

"Hello, little Sister!" she replied. Her voice was like a woman born of royalty. Power was hers, royalty was hers, Gold was hers, and Beauty was hers. She sat on the Throne made from the marriage of ice, ebony and gold.

"We have much work to do, Freya." She looked at the Ice Queen. They both sat beside each other.

"Welcome back, Sister!" replied Freya, the Ice Queen.

The evil was back, with twice the power the world had ever seen. It was Ravenna.