Quiet, it was in the kingdom of the eight moons. Too quiet. A treacherous calm seemed to indicate something loud to come, but the inhabitants of the peaceful place did not notice it. Everyone went about their work, undisturbed and accompanied by the twittering of the colorful birds that were at home here. The sun shone in its full splendor, which was so much closer here than on planet earth and yet it was not oppressive warmth, but very pleasant. A worker was mopping the glittering streets in front of the palace when a scream could be heard from it, calling for a "WAAAS ?!" sound. He was startled and looked at the magnificent, large building in front of him, where the unmistakable noise was coming from. Like so much in this realm, it shone in the sun and shimmered in rainbow colors. The scream came, as was to be assumed, from the right, of the three high towers, in which the sleeping quarters of the princesses were.

"He can't do that!" Protested a young girl at the tender age of 15 with light blue hair. A snow-white weasel sat on her shoulder and dozed off. Briefly she stroked his head and scratched his ears. "Looks like he could," countered a slightly older boy with brown hair. He was her cousin. The conversation was mainly about the decision of the king to choose his successor, or in this case the successor. Only here it was not the custom to choose the firstborn, but rather the one, or the strongest and best. "And what do we do now? I don't feel like fighting for the throne with Sera. Wouldn't be amusing. Everyone knows who would win.", The purple-haired sister announced in a cool voice. She sat in a black armchair that was embroidered with a few golden crescent moons. A weasel also rested on her lap, but it was black as night and wore a silver chain around its narrow neck with a moon pendant."True, that honor would be mine!" Hissed Seraphina. "I'm always better at archery than you!", She added aloud. “So what? I am much more skilled in sword fighting!” Before it could degenerate into a major bitch, the brown-haired cousin of the two interfered again and stood between them, which was punished with a malicious look from the heir apparent. "You have two options," he began. "Either you tell your dear father and he will be really, really very angry and I can only say, Luna stand by you or you-" He couldn't speak any further , when he was interrupted by his best friend, Legon Elfaron, his name: "Jeremy, they are coming! We should hide them! At least until we can think of something better. As soon as the guards are gone we will talk more." Jeremias, immediately listened to what the dark-haired man said and pushed the two Highnesses out of Gwendolyn's large room. Jeremias, was already running in the direction from which the guards were coming, but Legon paused for a moment. He turned and looked into cool purple eyes that were lighter than the owner's hair. He grinned mischievously and pressed a kiss on her cheek, before he also ran away and shouted over his shoulder: "Hide yourselves, my princess!" While Gwendolyn blushed, Seraphina almost choked next to her, as she was loud about the reaction of her older one Sister had to laugh. Gwen caught himself again and said: "He thinks it's a movie, as always! I'm not going to pass away. And you Sera, stop grinning like that, or you did it for the last time, I swear that!" but always that our dear friend kept an eye on you. "" I don't know whether I should love you for this statement or hate you abysmally. But that doesn't matter. He'll experience something when he gets into the Finger is coming! "Sera slowly recovered too and so they ran in the opposite direction, like their two self-appointed protectors.Up the stairs, to the left into the attic, until the blue-haired girl suddenly stopped in front of a large door. "Sera, what the ...? Come on. They're catching up with us! We just have to go into the pigeon tower." But her sister stopped and stared spellbound at the dusty door handle. Subconsciously, her delicate hand moved closer and closer to this until it was caught by another, snow-white hand shortly before. "Sera, you know that we are not allowed to enter this room. Father has forbidden us all since mother disappeared." Her otherwise cool voice now became soft and loving when she saw her younger sister's gaze clouding over. She really looked like her mother, only the blue eyes she had from her father. Gwen had the face and eyes of the mother but the hair of the king. Instantly the younger’s eyes went back to the way they had before, and then determined. “And that's exactly why they won't find us.” With a quick movement, she opened the door and pushed the older one inside. "Hey! Are you still at ease?", Gwen thought the idea was foolish, but didn't fight back. The door closed by itself and it was pitch dark. Sera slowly got uncomfortable and wanted to open the door again, but when she finally found it in this darkness, the handle jammed. It was locked. "What did you do again?" Her sister hissed. "What I? I can't help it that the door won't open anymore. Hey, don't pull on my clothes!" "What? I'm not doing anything ... hey ... something is pulling my skirt. How rude is that? "They were slowly being dragged further into the darkness, and holding onto the chest of drawers they found didn't help either. Gwen's black wings were useless here too, on the contrary, she was dragged back even more. The two weasels named Isil and Miril, who owned Miril Gwendolyn and was a female, began to squeak when they noticed how they were being pulled.There was a ripping noise and Gwendolyn's long chain, with a crescent moon, the symbol of the royal family, got caught on a hook. Before she could complain, as was originally planned, the two were sucked into a black hole.