Banished

Prologue

           

The forest is quiet as the pair travel quickly through the thick green. A child and mother of the royal family. In the beautiful queens hand is the young twelve year old Cynthia Anne's arm. Anne stumbles along the path as her mother pulls her through the forest. Anne's green eyes that match the colour of the thick green shines with worry. She has never been this far away from the palace without a guard or her father a strong tall standing king.

Long Blond locks of hair fall into Anne's face as she stumbles over but the queen does not stop for the staggering child. The fair queen is dressed in a scarlet red cloak that reminds Anne of blood. The queen has hair of burnt wood and eyes black as coal. The queen is no someone you cross if you can help it. It is rumoured that if she wants somethings she will have it at any cost. Her heart is as black as her eyes and the only love she has in life is for her children and beloved king.

Anne looks up at her mothers pale face. "Where are we going mommy." She asks innocently, the innocents that burns the Queens insides. A sharp swift hand lands on Anne's cheek with a cutting echo in the forest. Anne gasps with unwilled tears forming in her bottle green eyes as she looks up at her mother in surprise. "Don't call me that you nuisance." She sneers and jerks Anne's arm forwards. Anne stumbles more as they head deeper into the forest. 

Anne's mind races as she tries to figure out what's wrong with her mother and why they are heading deep into the forest alone in the dead of night. Are they visiting someone?

Her mother has just recently given birth to her baby brother Tristen so why would she be here and with her new born. Anne's freckled nose scrunches a little as a cool breeze blows over her skin. Her nose has about as many freckles as the start dusted sky above the pair.

After a long journey of stumbling and tugging they make it to the kingdoms edge. The kingdom is surrounded by mountains protecting the human kingdom from outside threats and dangers. Anne has read in the many ancient history book in the palace library that long ago people with magic made the mountains to protect the humans because humans were weak against people with supernatural powers. Magic is banned in Port and if anyone uses it the punishment is to be send out of the protective mountains surrounding the kingdom. This punishment is worse than death because it throws you into the world of dark magic and power hungry beasts. It's a painful fight for survival out there.

The queen smiles triumphantly down at the little girl she had to endure with for so any years playing mother and playing to have some form of love for the child. Cynthia Anne is not the child of the queen with eyes shining in the dark. She is the child of a dead woman. The woman who died soon after the child was born on a mysterious sickness.

"Mommy." A small voice breaks triumphant moment the Queen was having she was having. A fierce gaze landed on the little girl as the Queens usually regal mask crumbles. Long scrawny fingers wrap around the girls dress collar as she is lifted off the ground face to face with the Queen.

The sneering Queen's dark laughter bounces off the forest trees as she cackles in pure joy. Finally she would rid herself of one of her nuisances. Anne stares in horror at the queen not knowing what is happening. 

"Finally, I'm ridding myself of you." The queen snaps and Anne gasps as the Queens grasp tightens. Anne places her hands over her mothers in attempt to stop her. "What-" Before Anne could finish a sentence the queen silences her by dropping Anne.

"Do you know how many awful years I had to spend with you? Pretend to be your mother? Pretend to love you? Twelve. I had to spend twelve years with you and your constant meddling. After Precious Willow you mother died you father went out looking for someone to become you mother. And who better than your pathetic mothers best friend." The queen laughs at the sight of Anne's horror struck face. The Queen grabs Anne's dirt covered arm and they edge closer to the edge of the small cliff.

"I waited so many years and finally it's time to be free from you." The Queens eyes are almost ablaze with a fire that burns deep from within.

With a shove the princess goes tumbling down the side of the mountain with a tear streaked face and a broken heart. The queen's laughter haunts the night as she cackles maniacally.

On that night the kingdom lost the gold ray of sunshine that would brighten up the mornings and warm all throughout the day.

They lost they're princess and they're kings heart.