Trouble.

"Hey can't you knock Zeme?" Mara shouted at her brother hitting him with a pillow as he entered her room all sweaty and dirty. Honestly, she had gotten used to it. After his warrior training, the crown prince always came to rant in her room over how hard their dad was making his training. Even harder than hers.

"Of course he does silly," she said chuckling, " I am not the crown prince you are. I am a princess. The only reason I come for training is because I cannot handle a whole day of sitting down with a governess being taught how to sip tea from a cup...urgh!" she exclaimed dramatically making Zeme laugh.

Mara was now 19 years old and had grown into a, drop dead gorgeous. Her blue amber hair had grown brighter and thicker. Her black doe eyes together with her lashes stuck out beautifully. She had grown to an average height for a 19 year old and plump, well, average size might be a better word as her mom always complained she can count all her ribs. Hmm.....more right?

Zeme was now twenty two years old and had grown to a towering height. His bleach blonde hair was long and tied to a high bun. His bright blue eyes were so deep just like the lakes in the kingdom. His face was perfectly sculptured to perfection. He was very muscular due to his training since he was thirteen. His clothes clung to his body so tight as if revolting the slightest idea of being covered up. He was the crown prince.

The siblings were tight and we're best friends. Zeme was aloof and feared for his calmness which was haunting. However, he found comfort in his family's company and could loosen up well. Especially his sister. He was funny, sweet and talkative. Mara on the other hand was bubbly, loud and mischievous, yes that stuck. She loved her family and kingdom so much and was also a female warrior trainee.

They had been trained by their father and the royal soldiers. They also took sorcery training as it was mandatory for the crown prince to know magic. Mara took up the practice while following her brother around and she became good at it. However, she had to juggle between learning how to be a lady and a warrior at the same time.

Her brother was trained from all angles of war. From sword fighting to archery. Mara picked up sword fighting pretty well so she stuck to that and sorcery. Due to his intense training, he was tired most of the time and that is why he was here now sucking on her energy.

"Zeme, you are going to be a very powerful King, even more than dad and I will always be there to support you my dear brother. I love," she said to him.

He rose up and hugged her tight and whispered thank you to her. They stayed like that for some moments untill she pulled back. "Now go take a shower, you smell like rotten onions....I just took a shower and I feel like I need to soak myself now," she teased while laughing and ran from him.

On the other side of the castle in the throne room, the king was seated with a grim look on his face listening to the report by one of his ministers. The news of the troll attacks from the outer walls had been getting more serious. To make matters worse, his very capable right hand man who was a fae, Luke, was also in a bad condition.

In the human realm, there were the outer most walls that covered the whole Kingdom. Directly inside were the kingdoms biggest barracks and witch lands, then there were walls after that and in them were villages and plantations, lakes, forests, mountains and witch schools. After that were other walls that enveloped the central lands where cities, schools, the royal barracks and witch lands were and the castle which also had its walls.

This walls had big gates for movement and trade and they had been reinforced by the faes and human sorcerer's magic to protect the people from trolls eons ago. They had been standing since time immemorial. That was until the past couple of weeks when the troll attacks started.

The barriers set up around the troll lands were weakened greatly due to the light faes weakening. This was because of the lack of the royal essence of the royal family of the light faes for years. The pure blooded light fae royals had died from an attack by the dark faes. The attack had come at a vulnerable time for them as there were more young royal than there were experienced ones. A new royal family was selected but they didn't hold the essence of life for the light faes and they started weakening and they now we're dying. This was what was happening to Luke.

The outermost walls had been breached, though contained, there were casualties still from the attack especially on the human side. The trolls were not many but something was not right. They were not attacking as per the books and they put the soldiers at a loss.

Why? Well for one, they were attacking at winter which was really odd as trolls were terrified of lightning and thunder. Winter was full of rain and storms and yet they were out!? Normally they would be hiding in their caves and mountains till winter passes so this was out of place.

Second, they seemed to have a goal. Trolls were beasts who attacked anything and everything in their way. They did not have a brain to think about sparing or attacking something specific as they were wild. The soldiers noticed that they seemed to have a goal. Almost like they all were headed to the direction of the central lands. They wouldn't attack the soldiers or the barracks if they were not attacked!? What the hell!?!?