Where the Wind Blows

Prologue

        Once upon a time, there was a king, or rather, a ‘Regem,’ who was fair and benevolent to all of his people. The villagers were laughing, happy, and the Aqua kingdom’s market was booming. The children of Psegonia would often come over to play with his only daughter, Fawn, and the adults would carry out their daily business of making budgets, passing laws, and taking care of their people; these were simpler times. However, on particular day that I, Princess Annika of Terra, was over, life in Psegonia was forever changed.

        See, we were all having a tea party: trying to act like adults. We did this often. We debated politics even though they made no sense to us, the girls planned weddings for each other, and the boys ran away, wanting nothing to do with our fantasy lives. Psegonia was at peace. Of course, as all things go, that was shattered due to careless actions from a careless kingdom.

        We sat outside in the gardens wearing our best dress-up clothes. It was summer in the Aqua kingdom, a time where all children did not have to learn useless facts about Earth or how Psegonia was formed. I looked over at Fawn with her short, dark hair pulled up into a pony tail and her blue dress blowing in the wind, giving the much-too-young perverted Victor something to look at. Edith smiled at Fawn and asked her, "More tea, Lady Fawn?" Fawn giggled and then fell into character. "Why thank you, Lady Edith."

        Fawn and Edith were my best friends. Fawn was an absolute sweetheart. She was like the mother of our group. She always wanted everyone to be happy and healthy. In fact, one time, when I had a bit of a cold, she had her cook make a little extra chicken noodle soup just for me and brought it over. No one just does that-it takes a special kind of person.

        Edith was the fashion extraordinaire. She always made sure our tutus, tiaras, and feather boas were perfectly color coordinated. Despite our kingdoms, she always gave me purple instead of green because she knew I loved purple, the color of royalty. Green was a good color, but all of my clothes were green. Fawn, on the other hand, loved blue. She said it reminded her of the ocean. I have never been to the ocean, but if it is like what she says, I would say losing my head over just one gaze of it would be totally worth it.

        Augusto, annoyed by the entire charade and being a complete immature child told Edith, "I still think we should still call you Eddie!" He laughed as Edith turned bright red with anger, her face matching her hair. Edith immediately began chastising him. "You should not! It is impolite to use such common names with a princess like myself! My mother says so!" Edith tossed her deep, auburn hair behind her back and gave him a cold stare, to which he told her, "And if your mother says to jump off of a cliff, should you do it?"

           So began the daily war of immaturity. "My mother would never say something like that!" Edith remarked. Augusto was unfazed and grinned. 

        "Would too!"

        "Would not!"

        "Would too!" 

        "Would not!"

        "Would too!"

        "Would not not not!"

        "Would too too too!"

        It was Fawn who distracted Augusto, "I pity the foolish girl who would marry you, Augustus." We all laughed as Augusto shook his head, saying "It's Augusto, you ferret!" Fawn, begin the third youngest, was amused. "Don't make me tell my mom on you! She'll put you in the dungeon like she did that criminal who killed that little boy last week for an entire five minutes!" Augusto suddenly became sweaty and nervous, and I chuckled as he choked out, "Co-come on, Fawn! I was ju-just joking around. Isn't that right, E-Edith? See? I called her by her real name! Joking around!" He forced out a laugh and I tried to stifle mine. I teased, "Aw is the little Augusto scared of a little bad guy?"