Of Wolves and Roses Red

Connell, strong wolf, Mother, Father, could you have known what would become of your son?

Chapter 1 in the Beginning

Long ago in the Kingdom of Eire there lived a King, Cuchulainn and his Queen, Aineand their two sons Connell and Brennan. Connell was calm, kind boy who loved the quiet of the gardens and libraries; one could always find him in one or the other, if one was ever looking for him, which was rarely. Brennan on the other hand became spoiled, selfish and conniving. Brennan had long ago decided he wanted to be King. Now he had to assure his position. That meant he had to get rid of Connell, but how to do it? Brennan could not kill Connell with his own hands he was not a kin slayer. That left only magic.The only magic strong enough was that of the fairies, and there were not many of them left. There was one though a days ride to the south.

Brennan left the castle with everyone thinking he was going hunting. Brennan reached the Fairy's hut at sunset, she was waiting for him.

"You came to me wanting a kingdom. You also offer nothting in return. However I am old and wish to live the rest of my days in peace. In return for this service I request your word on paper that you will never again request the aid of the fairies, our time here is almost up we no longer wish to be in your petty squabbles. This," she says handing Brennan a small pouch,"he must drink and this you must say." The old fairy woman vanished without a trace leaving Brennan standing at the edge of the forest. He returned home with the pouch and spell,trying to figure out a way to get Connell to drink it without being suspious when he passed the kitchens he noticed a meal being prepared.

"Who is this for?" He demanded knowing it was well past supper time.

"Your brother, Splendor, he read through the meal again"

Brennan sent the servant after a drink for himself and slipped the potion into Connell's drink. He then followed the sevant to his brother. Brennan watched throught the cracked door as Connell unknowingly drank the potion. Brennan waited till he was sure Connell had finished all of it before wispering the spell:

As you once were Be no longer so for my sight you doth offend

Let your curse end, In another time, Another Place, Away you fly.

There was a blinding golden white light so bright it rivaled the sun, sheilding his eyes Brennan lost sight of Connell when he looked again his brother had vanished. Smiling evilly to himself Brennan ran to spread the "horrible" news.