Chapter 53: The Eclipsion sword.
"Let’s end..." King Raff started, his words were cut short when he noticed Sigrid raising her hand and eagerly gesturing that she wanted to say something.
He really didn’t want to hear her out, she was proving to be a troublemaker and a headache, every time she stepped in his castle, she brought mayhem with her.
His unhappy eyes shot duke Thorin and exasperated gaze before he sighed. "What is it crown princess?"
Sigrid pointed at Emmah, "Why was she in the land of mist?" she asked, a playful smile on her face.
The question was not one of any particular importance and the people impatiently waited for Emmah to respond. The smell of roasted meats was already wafting into the castle through the windows and many were starved, having rushed to the royal castle on empty stomachs.
"Surely her business in the land of mist is of no concern to any of us." Lord Givenchy said.
"No." King Raff responded, surprising everyone. "I would love to hear the answer, why was a magician in the land of mist? I for one do not believe in simple coincidences, answer the question."
His piercing brown eyes landed on Emmah like arrows aiming for her heart. Emmah looked away from the king, her angry gaze passed over Sigrid then she looked down and nervously wrung her fingers.
Her eyes became watery on cue as she looked back at the King. "There is a little girl at the orphanage that is suffering from an unknown illness, I heard that in the land of mist people sometimes find mysterious miracle herbs. I went there to see if I could find such an herb."
As expected, many people, especially women softened on hearing her response, she was an innocent young woman that was willing to go into such a dangerous place to save the life of another person.
"Wow, you are so helpful, we should be calling you holy Emmah. You must be the most generous woman in Eldoria because you are so willing to die for a boy unrelated to you.
soon and the rest of us will be stabbed by criticism for not being kind enough." Sigrid
noble to hailed as the savior of the people, that’s how rebellions were started. First, she had called herself a divine messenger with so much knowledge and now she had another label of kindness
flocking to her
sometimes too much kindness can
as if he was happy but the way he said his words portrayed the opposite and those with sharp minds caught
not sit well with me. When I was growing up, my grandmother used to sing a song to me, I don’t know if the rest of you have
voice was like a siren’s
the days of old, when shadows spread, a sword was forged of moon
with power led, to guard the
shadow mage, its blade did
ring, a tale
was broke by Hecarus’s hand, seven shards, in distant call,
breath, in forest and crystal hall, the pieces wait, defying death, for
smiled, she opened her mouth to ask if anyone had heard the song when the sword mages and
the shards of fate seek their kin, Eclipsion’s
warm glow, the lives,
knew the tale of Eclipsion’s sword. It had been at least two hundred years since the story about the sword
he was
sword and sung the song to her, he mentioned the land of mist but
calm minus a few whispers from here and there, including those from the duke that was asking the duchess when he sung
done such a thing but if anybody asked from that point on,
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