Ragen raced down the castle's elaborated halls. He carried the fallen princess Evelyn in his arms. His red pink armor clanged each step he took.

The silver moon's eerie light went through the castle's colored windows which made soft purple shadows. It looked as if they tried to grab Evelyn's silky gown embroidered with gleaming sapphires.

Ragen almost tripped on Evelyn's long wavy golden hair. "Why does she have to have her hair so long?" he thought as he finally reached his father's chamber.

The king was in a deep peaceful slumber. He snored happily with his aging wife. "Father wake up this is urgent!" Ragen whispered loudly. Ragen's father jolted out of the bed looking rather upset as he rose from the hard stone floor. His sharp gaze softened as he saw his daughter breathing hoarsely. "What happened?" the queen gasped as worry pierced her heart. "I heard her fall in her bedroom." Ragen explained quickly. As she got the response tears ran down her face thinking her last daughter is dead.

Ragen's father approached the lifeless body of his daughter. He gripped tightly to her pale black blue hand. "She is not dead. She's under a curse." the king stated as hope burned bright in his eyes. "What!?" Ragen exclaimed. "I don't know who would want to harm a sweet girl such as her. But, if we find this person he or she will rot in prison!" Ragen's father shouted angrily. "Take her to Skome the god of life and do anything he says in order to bring her back. I would go, but as you see I'm not as young as I used to be. You should go now there's not much time left." the king said still wanting to crack the skull to whoever did this to his beloved daughter. "I will father. I'll go get supplies, maps, and Athina ready." he called out as he headed out. "Be strong Evelyn…" Ragen's mother murmured.