1 Prologue

The night stayed still. The sky stayed dark and the moon was bright.

There was once a kingdom that's not like any other kingdom, the Zouvaleon Empire that has been told to children in fairy tales. It floated in the sky to hide from the enemies from their kind. Their kind were called the Llonians, also known as the Wanderers.

As time began to change, the advancement of their use of magic has impacted the earth where the mortals live.

No one dared to enter the floating land, until the Queen of the Sombers declared war. The war was quite a battle. The land was a bloodshed, covered in the corpses of both monsters and soldiers.

A century later, the floating land became a graveyard as many Llonians fled from the war. The Somberors have completed their mission: destroying Zouvalia.

"What happened to the floating land, Mother?"

A small hand of a child touched her mother's lap. Her long, silver hair beamed as the moon shines through her balcony window. Her green eyes glowed as her interest of the story her mother told her.

"You're living on it, my child." She giggled as she closed the book. Her voice was just as soft as any mother would be to their children. "And you're next to rule this land." Her pale hand touched her daughter's hair.

"Then, what about you and father? Will you rule next to me?"

Her mother smiled. "We will be there for you, my flower." She kissed her forehead. "Now sleep. You have a big day tomorrow." She whispered softly as her daughter drifts off to sleep. Her expression changed, almost to a sad look. "May the Messiah be with you, Iris."