Prologue

"Mother! Mother!"

A young girl of 13 annuals came rushing over to a warmly draped woman reading in a pavilion.

"Azkadellia, what's wrong, my child?"

"It's DG! There was a witch who grabbed her…!"

"What are you talking about? There's DG right there."

Soft footfalls across the marble revealed her younger sister. Gapped toothed, and only 9 annuals old, the dark haired child dressed in red smiled at her mother.

"We were just playing, Mother. I'm sorry for scaring you, Azkadellia."

The queen with the lavender eyes smiled indulgently at her youngest. As usual, too quick to believe in her baby's innocence.

DG's impulsive actions often got Azkadellia into trouble.

The elder sister peered deeply into her sibling's eyes.

With a darkness that hadn't been seen in the O.Z. since ancient times, Azkadellia now feared it was her sister's turn.


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