The Kingdom of Storkall, a land of strong warriors, cold bitter winters and hidden magics, had recently been ravaged by a brutal war with another kingdom. The king and queen had two sons who they both loved, the heir and crown prince William, he was their youngest son. Their oldest son was Valerian, a sometimes stubborn boy with a fiery spirit that matched his flame color hair. Now Valerian wasn’t the king and queen's son by birth, no the couple had adopted him when they thought that they couldn't have children on their own and to this day Valerian didn’t know who his birth family was. Not that he really wanted to find out, he was happy with his mother, father and younger brother, who had been born a few years after the king and queen had adopted him. Some from other kingdoms would find it strange that the youngest prince is the heir, but those inside the castle knew the truth.
Vale, as he was called by his friends, was happy to not be the heir as it freed his time and lessons weren’t as strict for the ginger haired prince. Though this war had changed, his parents had come up with a plan to help stop another war from breaking out, they wanted to send a bride to the other kingdom, but they had no princess to send….the other kingdome didn’t know that how ever and Vale had been shocked when his parents brought in a witch to…. To change him….. To change the very male Valerian into a female.
Now days later ‘Vella’ was inside a carriage heading towards the castle of the kingdom Storkall had been at war with. Now Vale had always been on the skinny side, never able to build up more than lithe muscles from using his bow and learning to ride horses and the like. Clenching his one green eye closed Vale recalled the argument he’d had with his parents before being sent off.
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“This is ridiculous! I’m not a girl, I think that the will notice the obvious lack of girly bits!” Vale said anger in his voice, he was with his parents in his father's study. Valerian knew better than to question his parents rule inside the court, so he had held his tongue during their formulation of this plan. The ginger haired prince’s one green eyes was alight with fierce fire, the other eye was covered by a plain black patch.
His mother gently placed a hand on his shoulder, firmly but gentle. “Valerian this must be done, we do not have the resources to outfit another attack. A prince must do what he can for his kingdom.” His mother's voice was soft but held a air of finality to it as she squeezed his shoulder in hopes it would give her fiery boy the support he would need.
“Besides it’s already been arranged, as we have found someone who can help with the parts issue.” The king said before Vale could speak again. The ginger haired prince stopped, blinked and then a look of fury clouded his face as he pulled himself away from his mother’s grip. In the corner of the room under a cloak was the witch in question, she had been summoned during the court so Vale had his suspicions…. But for them to be true for once.
“You can’t be serious! This is unethical!” Vale protested, he noticed his father give a signal to late before he heard the chanting, it echoed around his head and the prince found himself collapsing to his knees as a strange sensation racked his body. He heard his mother try and step close to him but the heavy booted feet of his father held her back. It didn’t take long for a scream to tear itself from the prince's body, it was his groin changing that had ripped the pain filled scream from the prince, now princess’s throat.
When it was over Vale was on the floor still kneeling and panting, he’s bitten through his lip and the crotch area of his pants was stained with blood as well. It seemed that his newly changed body was already on it’s flow. Gentle hands helped him up and to the baths to ‘clean up’. He stared at himself in the mirror once he’d gotten a chance…. His hair was longer, still ginger and flame like, his body was slimer and shapely, what turned his stomach even more was seeing just how his body had been forced to change, gone were his hard earned muscles, replaced with soft skin and a pair of small breasts.
It made him sick, good thing he was already in the bathing room.
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Vale shuttered at the memories, Williams had been just as furious with his parents choice. Thinking of his little brother made Valerian touch his still covered eye, no one knew just how the oldest prince had lost his eye, but they knew it had been sometime during the week he and William had been kidnapped as children and stranded in the wilds outside of the coldest region of Storkall. The patch that covered it was more decorative now as he was in girls clothing. To the once male prince the clothing was restrictive and hard to breath in, the skirt would brush the floor once he stood up, his feet had been pushed into shoes that to himself too small, even if they were the right size now.
‘Vella’ felt very out of place in this skin, the calluses from his bow were gone from his hands and his now long hair had been pinned and plated back into a fancy bun atop his head. The garriage hit a bump in the road making ‘Vella’ groan in pain as ‘her’ body was still on its monthly cycle. That was something that horrified the ‘princess’ even more, though he know had a idea of what his mother and the female servants went thru each month. It still didn’t feel right, he’d avoided looking in any reflective surfaces since the first look in the bathing room. Vale didn’t look like himself, yet at the same time you could see similarities, his face was a similar shape, just softer, his hair was still the same color and still a fluffy mess when he woke in the mornings, and his eye and skin color were still the same.
His ears were still pierced too, though instead of the simple silver hoops that once graced his ears now he had two emerald studs in his ears, they were not small either, the gems and metal tugged softly at his ears from their weight. In your hands they wouldn't weigh much, but dangling from the thin skin of your ears they pulled, however gently still.
Peaking out of the carriage window he saw the other kingdoms castle fast approaching, it didn't sit well in his stomach... not at all.