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PROLOGUE: HEARTS DESIRE

Once upon a time there lived a King and his most beloved fair Queen whom had so long wished for a child without bearing fruit throughout their fifteen years together. That was, until one day, while the King was away a fairy appeared before the Queen in her garden of Calla Lilies outside the palace grounds.

The fairy was handsome, with hair as lovely as that of the wheat as the wind rushed across it, eyes which sparkled like the twinkling of a blue diamond. Hidden, however behind that facade, was a mischievous creature bent only on achieving his own gratification.

The fairy bowed his head and spoke, hiding the smirk from view that formed upon his lips, "Dear Queen, I have felt so long your anguish, as my kind often do and so I have come to offer you that which you most desire with all your heart."

Yet the Queen could not contain her joy, as she clasped her hands over that of the fairy. Tears glistened in the corner of her eyes. Could her heart's desire, that of having her own child, really come true? Was this perhaps an offer that was too good to be true? "Can you really?" She trembled, too afraid to hope for such a miracle, even with a fairy standing before her with a wand in his hand.

The wheat haired fairy smiled gently, nodding sagely, as he ran one hand over that of the Queen's. "Really, I can. Though I can only grant but one wish per person in this world. And your wish, is it not to be given that which you and the King have waited fifteen long years for. Even that, I will be able to bless you with."

When the fairy offered to grant her heart's desire, that of having a child, unaware of the dangerous undercurrents the Queen weeped with joyous gratitude as she sank to her knees before the fairy, soiling her gown. She had no inkling of the fairies true intentions, or that he was, instead of being a kind hearted soul, one with devilish intentions.

The fairy could only smirk, as he watched the King's fair Queen hold her hands to her face. Lifting his wand, he chanted.

"Beneath the next full moons light

when you and he embrace the night

as nine moons pass, a babe you shall sight

but as the sun rises, the kingdoms will fight

and there is only one way to make things right."

As the fairy spoke these words the golden hued of colors sparking off his wand slowly changed to a deathly shade of black, as the dancing yellow butterflies turned blue and stopped mid-flight to flutter toward the ground, bursting into numerous tiny specks. The Queen had looked up at the last two lines with a startled gasp and wide eyes in disbelief, for the fairy before her had played such a cruel trick upon her.

Before the Queen could rise, the smirking fairy vanished, and the only thing left to tell the shocked and frightened Queen that it had all not been a dream was the pieces of shattered butterflies that had formed together a signature. Her lips parted as she soundlessly voiced the name of the trickster, "Tsumori..."