A world of enchantment has been at war for 150 years. An understanding of history will right a wrong, and wrong a right.
Story and characters belong to me, none of the art does however
This book is a collaboration with my friend @unicornrose6212
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It wasn't unnatural for Iris to stroll the streets of their kingdom, D'or. They wore a comfortable dress with wine red velvet at the top and flowing white tulle as a skirt. In their fluffy plume of strawberry red hair, they wore a chain ornament. It was a wonderful morning, and the noble was soaking up the sunlight gratefully. However, there were rumors circling in the streets
A/N: Iris's outfit
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"Have you heard? That damned Foncé scum decimated more of our army!"
"I heard he's runs into every battle with crazed eyes and magic blazing. What an insane man"
"Damned Léon. You know if I was a mage I would show him a piece of my mind" Iris flicked open their golden colored fan and covered the bottom half of their face
Rumors...don't listen. These Foncé have such nerve. If I ever see one I'd kill it and burn it's corpse
They promptly returned to their manor, walking swiftly to their father's office, wanting to overlook armies to calm down their irrationally short fuse
"Was patrol ok? You're irritated" Captain Théodore didn't look up from his papers, but he knew the angry clatter of his child's shoes. Iris slammed their hands on his desk
"Father we NEED to strike these Foncé effectively!! This Prince Léon guy is just too much of a nuisance, he's too powerful!" Both stared at each other, refusing to look away
"Iris, we've been planning a kidnapping mission for a while. You've been part of those meetings. There's just too much security on anyone of importance" Iris sighed and started pacing, trying to think
"I refuse to believe that it's hopeless. Give me information on that Foncé prince, I'll figure something out for you" Iris outstretched their hand, something their father just stared at blankly
"You want me to just give you information on one of the most powerful Foncé we've encountered? Do you think me dense? Don't get me wrong Iris, I trust you, it's just you won't fair well since you're...impulsive. I won't give you the file until you swear to me that you won't do anything with telling me first" They had another stare down, but Iris gave up and groaned loudly
"Fine. Here, I'll swear with magic" Iris was only a noble, so they didn't know too much of this advanced magic. But the swear was one of the only spells they knew and knew well. Iris extended their hand, their wrist illuminated with a ring of golden magic. Théodore shook his kid's hand and rummaged through his desk, coming back with an accumulation of reports on the Foncé prince of Lune
"There ya go kid. Knock yourself out" Iris nodded and smiled
"Thank you Father. I think you'll be happy with what I come up with" They walked out of the office, leaving to their own room. Now that they sat down and read the reports, it wasn't what they expected. These reports mainly said that Prince Léon was strong and magically advanced, which helped no one. But Iris had an idea. Leaving to the library, they picked up a book of lineage, the royal Foncé lineage at that
They immediately turned to Léon's page. He was a very handsome man. Curly, dark brown hair, blue eyes, what looked like a permanent smirk. Iris looked for any family connections, and was met with something they liked very much
