Dear reader…
If you are here, at Chapter Three, then curiosity has already touched your soul. You want to know the truth behind the Weller family—more precisely, Valoria Weller. Are the rumors real? What secret lies behind the ginger-haired women in this story?
All of this… we will uncover together.
So fasten your seatbelt, dear reader.
Because our journey will be long.
We are about to travel back in time… and step into a world that resembles ours in nothing.
A magical world.
A world no one from our realm can enter… unless they are chosen.
This world is called Eldoria.
Or more precisely—
The Mountains of Eldoria.
Eldoria is divided into two sides.
Two lands.
Two rulers.
Two peoples.
And nothing between them is the same.
Not their way of life.
Not their speech.
Not even their laws.
Each side is known for its strictness—its discipline, its pride, and the iron will of its rulers.
And of course…
Where there is difference—
There is conflict.
You're wondering, aren't you, dear reader?
What caused this division?
Why did one world become two?
Come with me…
Let's go back.
Far back.
Long ago, in the ancient days, Eldoria was one.
What made this magical world unique… was that all its people shared one thing:
Ginger hair.
All of them.
They lived in peace, practicing a form of magic that harmed no one. Their days were filled with beauty—music, dance, celebration. They followed their laws, and happiness filled their lives.
Until one day…
Everything changed.
The king had a daughter.
A curious princess.
She began to wonder:
Is there another world beyond ours?
She asked her father.
But the king grew furious the moment she spoke those words.
And that reaction…
Only fed her curiosity.
She began searching in secret.
Digging deeper.
Until one day, inside her father's hidden library, she found the answer.
An ancient truth.
A forbidden truth.
There was a gate.
A magical gate.
Connecting Eldoria to another world.
The human world.
The princess was shocked.
But she was young.
Reckless.
Curious.
And curiosity… can be dangerous.
She opened the gate.
For the first time in history.
On the other side…
There were hunters.
Beings born for one purpose only:
To hunt witches and sorcerers.
To drink their blood.
Because their blood gave them strength.
Intelligence.
Power.
For millions of years, those hunters had been waiting.
Waiting for that gate.
The gate the witches had created to protect themselves.
And the moment it opened…
Eldoria was no longer safe.
The hunters invaded.
War broke out.
A brutal, bloody war.
The witches were powerful—but they had never fought before. For millions of years, they had only known peace, magic, joy.
The hunters, on the other hand, were built for war.
Stronger.
Smarter.
More ruthless.
And so…
The witches lost.
But fate had something unexpected planned.
Because during the war…
The leader of the hunters fell in love.
With the princess.
The daughter of the king of Eldoria.
And strangely…
She loved him too.
They decided to marry.
But under one condition:
The hunters must stop killing witches.
And both sides must learn to live together.
No one agreed with this decision.
But it didn't matter.
It was an order.
From the hunter king.
And the princess who became his queen.
Time passed.
The queen gave birth to twins.
Two beautiful boys.
But they were different.
Very different.
One had ginger hair.
Like the sun.
Like his mother.
The other had black hair and brown eyes.
Like the moon.
Like his father.
One was born with magical power.
The other with physical strength and intelligence.
Their parents tried to balance them.
Teaching the first control over magic.
Training the second in strategy and strength.
Trying to make them equal.
But fate… had other plans.
The hunter king died.
Poisoned.
No one knew who did it.
And then…
A new figure appeared.
The king's brother.
He accused the queen.
Blamed her for the king's death.
And had her imprisoned.
The twin princes grew up.
Strong.
Capable.
Ready to rule.
But one question remained:
Who would become king?
Before an answer could be found…
The uncle made his move.
Yes.
He was the one who killed his brother.
And he placed the blame on the queen.
But he didn't stop there.
He went to the "moon" prince.
The one who resembled the hunters.
And slowly…
Carefully…
He poisoned his mind.
He planted hatred.
Fed him lies.
Taught him that witches were weak.
That their blood should be consumed.
That they were enemies.
And the prince believed him.
But someone was listening.
The "sun" prince.
He had heard everything.
That night, he secretly visited his mother in prison.
He told her everything.
And she gave him an order.
"Wait for the moment they declare war… and prepare your people."
From that day on, the sun prince trained the witches.
Everything he knew—
Combat.
Strategy.
Survival.
Then, one dark night…
He acted.
He gathered his army.
Freed his mother from prison.
And escaped with all the witches to the other side of Eldoria.
When the uncle discovered this…
He lost control.
Once again, he manipulated the moon prince.
And together…
They declared war.
But this time…
Things were different.
The witches were no longer weak.
The war that followed…
Was beyond anything seen before.
It was violent.
Brutal.
Terrifying.
Families were destroyed.
Children were orphaned.
The sky itself seemed angry—
Thunder roared.
Rain fell heavily.
The wind howled like a beast.
And in the end…
Both the queen…
And the uncle…
Died.
After that…
The two brothers made a decision.
They divided Eldoria.
One ruled the witches.
The other ruled the hunters.
Each in their own land.
Each with their own people.
Their own laws.
Their own way of life.
But one rule…
Was absolute.
A hunter must never marry a witch.
Such a union was forbidden.
A cursed bond.
And the gate between worlds…
Could never be opened again without the approval of both kings.
That was the moment Eldoria became two.
Now…
You're wondering, aren't you?
Where does Valoria fit into all of this?
Valoria… was not always a grandmother.
She was once a princess.
The daughter of the Sun King.
Her mother died giving birth to her.
And her father remarried.
But his new wife…
Was cruel.
Jealous of Valoria's beauty.
At the age of eighteen…
Valoria was betrayed.
Her stepmother opened the gate.
And threw her into the human world.
Her loyal guardian followed her.
In this strange world…
In a different time…
Valoria cried.
For nights.
But something strange happened.
Her tears…
Turned into blue gemstones.
Her guardian gathered them.
Sold them.
And together, they built a fortune.
They bought a gothic castle in the forest near a town called Dream Falls.
Valoria married her guardian.
And they had a daughter.
Eva Weller.
Unlike her mother…
Eva did not have ginger hair.
But Valoria still loved her.
Years later, she had another daughter.
Hilaria Weller.
This child…
Was different.
Ginger hair.
Magical power.
A reflection of Valoria herself.
But fate was cruel.
Again.
Valoria's husband was betrayed by a businessman.
Their wealth was stolen.
And shortly after…
He died in a suspicious car accident.
Valoria knew.
It was not an accident.
From that day on…
She changed.
The warm woman she once was…
Disappeared.
Only a cold, protective version remained.
Then tragedy struck again.
Her youngest daughter…
Died from severe seizures.
And Eva…
Ran away.
Pregnant.
With a man named George Valvi.
A drunk.
Irresponsible.
She abandoned the Weller name.
The last thing connecting them to Eldoria.
Valoria was left alone.
Broken.
Believing her bloodline had ended.
Until one day…
She heard the news.
Eva had given birth again.
A second daughter.
Valoria went to see her.
Despite her anger.
Despite everything.
And then…
She saw her.
A baby girl.
Ginger hair.
Blue eyes.
Magic flowing through her.
She was laughing.
Just like the people of Eldoria.
Valoria's heart trembled.
Tears filled her eyes.
She named her:
Hilaria.
The name of her lost daughter.
Her mother.
An ancient name of their bloodline.
And on that day…
Valoria made a vow.
She would protect her.
Because Hilaria…
Was her last hope.
And one day…
When she turns sixteen—
Her magic will awaken.
Because in their world…
Power is born from emotion.
Now that you know the truth…
About Valoria.
About the Weller bloodline.
You must be wondering…
What happened to Hilaria?
To Adham?
To the White family?
Will Adham ever tell her…
How much she means to him?
That…
Is a story for the next chapter.