Between the Pages

In a magical world, Between the Pages, lives Sebastian and his twin Edmond. That is, until Edmond decides to work against the Queen and disappears to join the Queens brother, and setting a curse over the country. Concerned for his brother (and the world), Sebastian sets of to search after him. But he needs help.

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Lina hesitated slightly, not knowing what to expect. She slowly opened them and a sensational rush filled her body. The castle was magnificent. Magic. Wonderful. And impossible.

Not because of it was overly pompous, although it did look rather expensive. But what really made the castle such a delight was the colour.

“That… What is that?”

Sebastian watched her with delight and nodded proudly. “It’s wonderful, isn’t it?”

The colour was unlike any other Lina had seen, in fact, she felt that it had to be impossible to see it. It was surely not a colour inside the colour spectrum humans could see. It was light and stood in beautiful contrast to the black roofs.

The donkeys were moving again, and on a closer look Lina saw how it was marble. The colour, she did not know what to call it, was a wonderful delight for the eyes. Or maybe it was just because she wasn’t used to it. It was simple, but still bounced the natural light off the walls.

 The rest of the castle wasn’t much less pompous. White gates prided the place before it, and inside was a beautiful statue in form of bronze quill.

“What is it called?” Lina turned to Sebastian. “The colour?”

“It’s Irile. It’s a material that resembles marble from looks, but wood in texture.” The donkeys were mere 100 meters from the gates to the castle now, and Sebastian stopped them and jumped down from Belinda. After a bit work, Lina safely reached ground too. She tightly held the rope that was loosely bound around Melindas neck, although it wasn’t necessary. They were slowly walking to the gates of the castle.

 “How come I haven’t seen it on the Market? Or anywhere else for that matter?”

Sebastian grinned. “That’s what’s so magnificent! This is the only place it is ever seen. No one knows who built, or if there’s more from the material. But it is decided by law, that everyone seeing something in that particular colour, must immediately let the at the moment ruling royal buy that object for a small sum of 2 keid and 5 om,” he explained when seeing Lina’s puzzled expression.

“I knew that,” she said, rolling her eyes. “It’s everything else that confuses me.”

Sebastian chuckled and nodded towards the entrance.

“We will have to leave Miranda and Belinda at the gates there.” He beamed at her. “I hope you’re ready.”

“So do I,” Lina answered and took a deep breath. This was it. “Never been more prepared.”

They moved forward a bit slower, Lina still taking in every inch of the wondrous colour the castle seemed to be made of. She blinked several times and felt, like by the things that had been taken over by the curse, the need to touch it.

In front of the castle was a giant statue of a quill pen made out of white marble, so detailed that it looked like weighing nothing.

Suddenly a man came through a little door, which Lina had not before noticed, from the Quill statue. He was a person of short stature, with skin slightly darker than Sebastians, and wispy white hair.

He did not seem to be pleased by their arrival, and his black eyes pierced them both, inspecting them from head to toe. “Name?”

His voice was deep and rough, in deep contrast to his small and frail statuette.

Sebastian cleared his throat and stood up a little taller. “Sebastian Pinu.”

It was easy to see that he belonged to the royal court, wearing a vest out of golden and deep purple threads and a white shirt and chinos, both embroidered with what must be the royal seal.

He pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the gate. He then turned around and his short legs were already in the middle of the courtyard, so Sebastian and Lina had to run to catch up. Behind them guards took Melinda and Belinda away.

“They will take care of your donkeys while you speak to Her Highness,” the short man explained.

Lina glanced behind her and saw Belinda and Miranda follow the two guards.

 “My name is Wren. I am Her Majesty’s counsellor.” The man, now identified as Wren, said, without any of the two asking.

Five broad steps lead to a deepening in the wall where there was a huge door of white tree. The Irile around it bore beautiful carvings, and Lina let a finger run across them. The colour was matte, nevertheless seemed fluid. It was like taking to nail polishes and mixing them. Warm, but not red, with cold, but not blue, undertones.

Wren cleared his throat to steer her attention to him. His eyes were friendly and wrinkled, although he still had a sour expression on his face. He pushed open the heavy door and announced, loudly, his voice filling every inch of the hall.

“Her Majesty, Queen Cordelia, has received a visit.”

He turned to Sebastian and Lina and sent a small smile. Then he took a step to the side, and all eyes were on them. 

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