The Land of Enchantment: Beginning of An Era

Prologue

"Why are you doing this?! You said we were partners!" A woman shouted, she was short, lean and she wore a dark red linen dress with a gold trim and a hood that flowed down behind her back. Her black hair whipped around with the wind of the dark forest as her piercing blue eyes all but pierced through the skull of a man she thought she could trust. The man was tall and lean. He pushed his dark brown hair out away from his emerald green eyes. His clothes were elegant and yet foreboding in a way, he was wearing a suit with a tie that had a pendant in the shape of a dragon's head sewn onto it. The man spoke in an eerily calm manner that could send shivers down thes spine of the Ice Queen herself. "Because," he said. "I needed to be ensured that you would be true to your word, Gothel." Gothel glared at the man with a look that could kill. "You are the only one in this pathetic existence that is willing to help me exact my revenge on Rapunzel, why is it that you see it fit to TAKE MY MAGIC from me simply to ensure that I help you, YOU'RE MY LAST CHANCE AT REVENGE!" Gothel screamed at the man. The man was still and remained stoic as ever . Then in his calmest voice the man said "Would you trust a criminal you just met to return you any favors?" Gothel opened her mouth to retaliate but said nothing. The man smirked as he used his left hand to close Gothel's open jaw; he turned, now facing away from her. "That is what I thought, now listen up. Fairly soon, I am expecting 2 teenage girls to, for lack of better words, lets say stumble across our little plane of existence. I need you to get me their pendants at any and all costs. This is imperative. Once they are in my possession your magic will be returned to you.. However, if you fail to meet your end of this bargain I will turn you back in to the guards of the Western Kingdom. Understand? " The man inquired, as he stared Gothel dead in her cold eyes staring straight through the facade she had worked so hard to keep up. Gothel nodded and ran off in a fright, determined to get those pendants no matter what it took.