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Tales Within the Dwelling By: EmberBreeze ©    "Be careful going in search of adventure - it's ridiculously easy to find."

Lucas Octavian
15 year old black-haired boy from Winchester, England, wizard

Clarisse Sazaria
the enchanting 15 year old black-haired Princess of Everard, she has piercing green eyes which she inherited from her mother, witch

Lillian Sazaria
beautiful 15 year old ashy blonde-haired twin sister of Clarisse, a Princess of Everard, has piercing green eyes which she inherited from her mother, witch

Rose Sazaria
the 17-year-old brown-haired adopted daughter of King Godfrey, muggle

Katherine Sazaria
the 23 year old red-haired adopted daughter of King Godfrey, muggle

Merida Sazaria
the first wife of King Godfrey, mother of Clarisse and Lillian, died when Clarisse was 5, witch, originally from Caramont

Elinor Sazaria
the second wife of King Godfrey and mother of Katherine and Rose, muggle

King Godfrey
King of Everard, muggle

King Patrik
King of Haythening, muggle

King Shane
King of Caramont, wizard

Blurb
A young fifteen year old boy named Lucas Octavian finds himself in an alternate universe. His main quest is to try and get back to Winchester, England. But, the land of Stonemoor has carried a legend for years; "Once you've entered, you can never go back." The only way for Lucas to return is to find the long lost Vitrovian's Compass. Throughout his perils and ventures, he meets many, different people. Some who are willing to help, others not so much.

Will Lucas be able to find the Compass? 

Chapter 1
"I dare you... just go in!" laughed Kieran, pushing a timid boy onto the steps of an abandoned-looking home.

"Stop it, Kieran! Do I have to? Can I use my chicken-out?" says the timid boy while frantically resisting his friend's push.

"You don't have any chickens left, farmer-boy. You already used all three of it up," replied Kieran, still laughing. Two other boys are behind Kieran, laughing.

"I did?!" shouts the boy.

"Come on, Lucas. It's just a house, all you have to is go inside, find a closet, open it, and take something out! We'll return it later, don't worry," says one of the boys in the back.

"Find a closet?! In an abandoned house like this, what would you expect to find?! Narnia?! I don't want to go in..." says Lucas.

"I give up. I'll go in with you, alright?" says Kieran, putting his hands down. Lucas sighs then nods. Kieran walks to the door and slowly opens it. He looks inside then signals for Lucas to go inside. Lucas does so and cautiously walks inside. Suddenly, Kieran slams the doors close. Lucas turns around with frantic and attempts to open the door.

"I-can't-open-it!" he mutters, attempting to pull between each word. He finally gave up and ran to a window, only to find Kieran and the other two boys hopping on their bicycles and pedaling away. "Those bloody idiots..."

Thinking he might as well just do the dare, he spots a huge, wooden staircase. He walks up to it and with his first step...

CREAAAAKKKKK...

"Maybe this isn't safe," Lucas says to himself. He steps off and heads to the right. He seemed to end up in a Living Room. All the furniture were covered in some sort of blanket and the room was quite dark. At the end of the room was a big, big, door. Lucas walks over to the door and opens it.

"It's quite dark in here...there must be a switch..."

Lucas takes his right hand and starts feeling the wall to the side. Scanning with his hand and fingertips, hoping to find a light switch and ignoring the fact that the lights might not work after all in this old house. After a few moments, he feels a handle. Satisfied, Lucas quickly grabs it and turns it. He opens the door.

"Great...pitch dark...again. I wish I had brought my flashlight..."

Lucas decides to step in. He lifts his left foot. But. Where's the floor? Without noticing, Lucas puts down his foot and suddenly falls down. Down a large hole, as Lucas resists to scream.

SLAM! 

Chapter 2
"Please, everybody, take a step back!" A man in an armored suit was telling villagers to move back. Lucas slowly opens his eyes. Suddenly, an agonizing pain shoots from his left arm. He screams in agony. Clutching his left arm, he spots blood. He slowly turns his head to look around. He was on laying on the ground, and a crowd of people were surrounding him. It was a bright sunny day.

A young girl with red hair, narrow blue eyes wearing a leather jacket that looked slightly too big shrieked. "Look, mum... there's b-blood!" she said. Lucas, turned his head to his left arm and sees a pool of blood surrounding it. Hi widens his eyes in fear.

"W-where the bloody hell am I?! Get me home!" Lucas shouts. He stands up but falls back down from the pain.

"Hold on, there, lad. You alright?" said one of the guards.

"Obviously he's hurt, Magnus, there's a pool of blood, ye idiot!" shouted the guard that was telling everyone to move back earlier.

A tall man with bushy black hair sporting a brown, straw hat speaks out with his raspy voice, "He just randomly fell from the sky, sir. I didn't help him as soon as I should of because I thought maybe because he might've been a Caramont adversary..."

"Oh, please, Augustus! Our charming guards have never let an enemy in our lands for a while now, I doubt they'd let this innocent-looking little boy in here without father's approval!" said a high, almost-squeaky, voice. The crowd quickly separates to make way for this lady.

"Mum, it's Princess Rose!" whispers the little girl with the large leather jacket. Princess Rose had piercing blue eyes and long, brown hair. She was quite beautiful, actually.

"Introduce yourself, young boy," smiles Rose, approaching Lucas.

"Lucas Octavian. Why? I don't even know where I am, what do you want from me? Get me back home!"

"And where exactly is this... 'home' of yours?" asks Rose, leaning in but after noticing the blood, steps back in disgust.

"I'm from England. Winchester, England."

"Winches...? What? I don't believe I've heard of such a place," says Rose, continuing to smile. It started to look a little frightening...

Suddenly, the tall man with the bushy black hair, who seems to go by Augustus, steps up and blurts out, "Perhaps you should take him to King Godfrey?"

Rose looks at him and shrugs, "perhaps... Anyways, all of you get back to your work. I'll take him to my father immediately. Magnus, Pete-"

"My name is Piers, your Highness, not...Pete..." mutters of of the guards.

"Whatever! Take this little boy and follow me," says Rose. She glares at the crowd and they get back to whatever they were doing before. Piers and Magnus pick up Lucas by the arms as Rose starts walking towards a stone path.

"Excuse me, but I have a name. I'd appreciate it if you called me by that name and that name is Lucas. And I'm 15, I'm not a little boy anymore!" shouts Lucas at Rose.

* * * * * * * * * * "Have you gotten the message back from Patrik Reginald yet?" asks Godfrey, facing the window.

"...who?" asks John de Talsey, the King's right-hand man.

Godfrey turns, his hands behind his back, "Patrik? The King of Haythening?"

"Oh...of course...I knew that..." mutters John. He was a young man, at about twenty-three years old, around Katherine's age; the King's eldest daughter. He has brown hair and is courteous and brave. He earned the trust of Godfrey and the attention of Katherine quite quickly.

The door bursts open to the private study and in comes in Rose, along with the two guards dragging the poor boy behind her.

"Father, the guards found this boy out on the Western fields, near William's Crops. Augustus says I should bring him to you, and here he is. Oh, good day, John," she smiles, waving at John. He bows back.

Godfrey steps forwards and dismisses Piers and Magnus. They set the boy down on a velvet recliner.

"His name is Lucas Octavian," says Magnus before he leaves the room with Piers.

"Octavian...that sounds familiar...anyways, where did you come from?" asks Godfrey, who sits on the recliner across from Lucas.

"I told them, Winchester, England!"

"Winchester? England? Your Majesty, he's an explorer!" exclaims John with enthusiasm.

"No...are you now? My goodness, I haven't seen one for ages!" says Godfrey, with a grin.

Confused, Rose speaks out, "sorry to interrupt, but a what?"

"An explorer. Someone from another universe who came here to fulfill the prophecy. Or at least help us fulfill it. He must've came here through The Door of Tydon, your Majesty. It's the only working one we have anyways..." explains John.

"Prophecy? No, no, no, I'm not a wizard or anything. And universe? This place sounds like Narnia...oh no, I'm not in Narnia, aren't I?!" shouts Lucas.

Godfrey laughs, "no, of course not! You're in the land of Stonemoor. It used to be one big happy place until conflicts happened and caused the separation of land. We're now separated into five regions: Everard, which is here, Caramont, Haythening, Mondesere, and Beaugund; all named after Stonemoor's founders. We're almost at peace with Haythening, but not completely. And even if they do choose to cooperate, we still can't get together or else the other regions will plan yet another conflict."

"And the prophecy...?" asks Lucas, this time with more curiosity rather than frantic.

"It's about a hero from another world who comes to help us become one. Help us get back to normal, like how we were years ago... that's as far as I know," said a voice from behind the door.

"Clarisse? You've been eavesdropping on us again, have you?" says Godfrey, looking over at the door. A girl about the age of Lucas with long blonde hair in a braid enters. She sure caught Lucas' eyes.

"Sorry, father. I just heard about the explorer and my curiosity took over me and my actions...I apologize," Clarisse says. She looks over to Lucas, who is staring at her with wide eyes. She smiles but then looks away awkwardly.

Lucas shoots up from his seat clutching his still-painful arm and walks over to Clarisse. "Lucas Octavian. And you are?" he smiles and takes her hand, kissing it gently like a gentleman. Godfrey shoots him a look and he quickly lets go.

"It's my pleasure to meet you, Lucas-" says Clarisse before being interrupted by Rose.

"She's Clarisse Sazaria, Princess of Everard and my sister...younger sister," introduces Rose. She smiles and grabs Clarisse by the shoulder, pulling her back, as if she doesn't want Lucas to touch her.

"Erm...thank you Rose, but you know that myself and Lillian are the only real princesses, you're our half sister, and so is Katherine! Anyways, I must be going now. Alexander is waiting for me downstairs."

"Alexander? Alexander Gerard? That cocky, over self-confidant, irresponsible peasant? I told you never to talk to him again! What happened to Tristan?!" exclaims Rose, outraged.

"He's none of those nor is he a peasant! His father is one of the best blacksmiths around and I've moved on. Tristan was the selfless, greedy idiot! And you don't decided my social life for me!" shouts Clarisse in defence. She runs out of the room and her steps down the stairs echo through out the quiet household.

Another head appeared in the doorway, "I heard shouting" she said in a sweet, timid voice. Noticing Lucas, she straightened up and approached him, "I am Lillian Sazaria, twin sister of Clarisse Sazaria and princess of Everard"

Lucas took her hand and gently kissed it, as before he introduced himself and let go as Godfrey shot him a look.

Lillian curtsied and exited the room, following Clarisse.