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Heirs of Thea Note from the author
This book is a draft. To be finished it is very important that you tell me what do you think about the story. Even if you can't get through the first chapter, say it in the comments, that helps a lot. The first part of the story takes place on a fictitious island besides Ireland called Kreg, shortly before the Victorian era in the 1700s. It tells about a genius prince, and a prince with a big heart, and the mystery behind it. Their destinies, for some reason, always give a way to tie them together even though they came in opposite directions. There is not always a guarantee of a happy ending, but stories always find a way to continue. I talk too much, I know, but that's why this book was written!
Heirs of Thea - Prologue - The King of Thea
Long ago, on an island called Kreg in Northern Europe, the new year was not celebrated. This was only an issue because the Pope had just declared it a sacred holiday. In Kreg Island, the King hated to celebrate parties that were not part of his culture. But it was not the same for citizens, the church was very popular for those who search for the hope of a better life. Most importantly, there was a Count who always defied royal authority, since every new year he insisted on having a big party and inviting all his servants for the countdown. It may seem silly to challenge the King for a simple party. But for the count, this was a way of showing the Old Fashioned King that modern practices had their advantages. No, the count could not be described as benevolent or a good person who loves to give banquets to his hungry people. But he was smart, with the end of the year party, the count gained popularity among the folk and the liking of the church, the secret ruler of Europe at that ti
Heirs of Thea Arthur IV Prince from Castela
A long time ago, if you had strength, social standing, and achievements, people would call you a hero. Tales and poems would dramatize your deeds. In the midst of this culture where the brave were idolized. In a castle that will inherit many of these stories, lived Prince. A little boy who just woke up. He woke up as soon as the sun rose at his window. That morning, he gazed upset at the sky. His eyes narrowed, frowning with an open mouth. As if the sun had lied to him. But his baby fat made him look like the most armless being in the world. Well, nobody likes to wake up and find themselves on a Monday morning. "Chores and duties! I just learned how to run and talk!" Were the boy's thoughts at that moment. Still sulking, he gets up from the bed. The room was modest and comfortable. The only simple, non-intimidating place he knew was within the castle's gigantic, suffocating walls. The first thing he did in the morning was to wipe his face in a bowl of water next to his bed.
Heirs of Thea Lion II the Merchant of Castela
Meanwhile, in a small town, lived an 11-year-old boy. With short brown hair and honey-colored eyes. His name was Lion. Yes, he is also not the protagonist, but surely, he is the one who even unwittingly unleashed an unimaginable sequence of disasters that will spice up our history. We will find him in a landscape quite different from that of the last chapters. This place has dry and infertile land. There is no castle here or even a large building. I am talking about the border between the kingdoms of Castella and Kreg, the neutral zone. Calm down, he doesn’t go hungry and has a comfortable home, but he’s one of the few to savor this privilege in this place. Inside this thin-walled wooden hut, we will find only two people sitting around the fire enjoying the evening, Lion and his old father. The horses outside show us that his father is a trader. Usually, in these lands, merchants are called vultures, but not this merchant. He was known as a fair and honest salesman, but that was
Heirs of Thea Melinda
Well… We haven't reached the protagonist yet! But here we will clarify any of your doubts and tell the story of the best and bravest warrior in the kingdom of Castella! Her wavy brown hair, dark eyes, and straight nose told everyone that she was of commoner origin. Because she started working at an early age, at the age of 20 she was the king's most trusted royal maid and servant. Moli was the nickname of Melinda the maid who served Arthur IV, the little prince of Castella. One of her gifts was her incredible battle instincts and stamina. Many wondered why instead of joining the royal knights, she chose to spend the whole day running and being pranked by the little prince. The truth was, although it was a stressful job, she was proud to take care of what she believed to be the next king of her lands. She knew that Arthur only made pranks because he was feeling alone and pressured. Over the years, Moli had been all the time besides the boy and knew him like an open book. Her life wa
Heirs of Thea Orange and red eyes
At the north end of Castela, we can find many interesting points. The main and only entrance to the Arctic Ocean in the east, the port of Camelot. The three beautiful, white and never crossed or climbed by any living being, the foggy mountains in the north. The east forest was where the great prophet was last seen. To the south flowed the majestic river of the mountains of the fog, the second largest river of Castela island. In the center, between the river, the mountains, and the forest, the capital, a joyful and large place. Home of the founder of Castela and the current King. Founded less than fifty years or two generations, it had its port and three walls. A fortress that alone resisted the attack of an entire nation, to further become the capital of a nation. And in the highest tower of this huge castle, a little prince was crying. He shouted and sobbed, on purpose, so that the wind would take his wails to the ears of someone who could help him. And if anyone heard. This
Heirs of Thea Zadkiel Alamex of Kreg
Do you think you have bad luck? I am unlucky! Everything is wrong! Or I would not be on the side of the villains! Just look at me now. Hiding in the shadows of a column, inside a luxurious castle, among thousands of shelves full of old books. Just like a church's tale. At least I think it does. The last maid who came this morning ran away in fear when she saw me. I think it was because my red eyes were reflecting the light or was it my white hair glowing? It could also be all the dust in this place looking like fog. Anyway, she shouted something like: Be the gone son of the demon! This place is way entertaining, I could not stop laughing. Then she came back and screamed more! God! Cleanse this evil presence. She said while doing crosses with her fingers. It was fun! I love having… I forgot the name of that. The important part is that I am allergic to sunlight, and have a somewhat blurry vision, but it is not an illness! It makes me beautiful as snow and my eyes look like
Heirs of Thea Rômulo Wohtinger
If you haven't noticed yet, I'm the protagonist and that's my story, then you can get used to the sound of my sweet voice. Now, to the teacher's office. Where is it really? Wait, I have a maid for this. Although she is still frozen. — So, I suppose I have to find the way alone. — I try to speculate in a loud, clear tone to wake her up. The maid recovers from the shock and finally responds in a low voice while turning her back to me. — I am under your orders, your highness, please follow me. — She's avoiding making eye contact with me, interesting. Her hair is black like most of the population of Kreg, she does not appear to have any striking features. If I were to describe her I would say that she was one of the many who is also strung by the castle to show the power of the king. The sound of wooden shoes echoed through the high corridors, the servant widened her steps as if to increase the distance in front of a pursuer. Unfortunately for her, as she increases her speed, I do the
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