(A/N- Hey!  Sry that this prologue wasn't up when I first posted this story.  I decided after I had started to make one.  Pleeze note that Allorallen, Jaramide, the AB and NE, Arad Doman, Safer, Sedai, High Queen Egoridin, Bandar Eban, and all other things that you will recognize from the Wheel of Time books belong to Robert Jordan, not me!  Thanx!  And for a more complete author's note, see the authors note on chapter one!  Thanx!  Enjoy!  And Allorallen is what is now Bandar Eban, and Jaramide is what is now part of Arad Doman, Saldaea, and a few other places in that area!  For more info, read The World of Robert Jordan's The Wheel of Time.  That is where I got tons of my info!  It is quite interesting!  And now, good-bye!                                      ~Lady Arabella Sedai)

Prologue- Prophecies

In Allorallen, Jaramide, 220AB:

Kortena Sedai walked through the wide streets of Allorallen, intent on the palace on the hills above.  She needed to tell someone of the information she had discovered.  She nodded gravely to a pair of young girls who bowed at her.  She was well known through out the city as the adviser to Keladry Mostiva, Lady of Allorallen.  Hurrying up the steep rocky road to the palace, she rushed through the gates and into the marvelous building.  She had stared at it when she had first come here, 11 years ago, after the Compact of the Ten Nations was formed.  She had been there when the final document was signed, a representative of her home country, Jaramide.  She had been the adviser to High Queen Egoridin herself, until the White Tower had asked her to help out Lady Keladry.  She could have been the most influential Aes Sedai in Jaramide by now if the White Tower hadn't ordered her here!

"My Lady, how may I serve you?" asked a voice behind her.  She turned to look at the servant that had interrupted her thoughts.  But he had appeared at the most convenient time.

"Tell the Lady Keladry that I must talk to her at once," Kortena instructed the servant.  "Tell her to meet me in my sitting room."

"As you wish, Aes Sedai."  Bowing, the servant ran to do as he was bid.

Kortena walked briskly to her quarters, to find Keladry already waiting for her.  Keladry rose to her feet as soon as Kortena entered the room.

"You asked a servant to summon me.  What for?" asked Keladry, sounding quite annoyed.

"I have some news for you.  The High Queen Egoridin wishes all Lords and Ladies to come to Deranbar, the capital, to witness the naming of her heir."

"But who is the heir?"
            "It has not yet been announced who will succeed her."

Suddenly, Kortena felt very, what was the word, light-headed.  She knew what it meant though.  Kortena was one of the rare Aes Sedai who had the Foretelling, the ability to see the future.  It was unpredictable, coming and going at random.  But when it did come, she had the very symptoms she had now.  The same symptoms she had had since she had begun channeling at the age of eighteen, almost one hundred and fifty years ago.

"Quick, get something to write on.  Write my exact words," she ordered.          

"What?  Why for?"

"Just do it!!!  Quickly!  Before I have my Foretelling!"

Keladry scrambled to find a piece of parchment and found a quill, ready to use.  Digging out a bottle of ink, she listened intently for Kortena's words.

Taking a shuddering breath, Kortena opened herself to the Foretelling.

"When the one who is prophesized to save and destroy, help and hurt, is reborn, a girl shall also be born.  She shall be stronger than any Aes Sedai after the Breaking, stronger than the Forsaken.  She shall be borne by mortal, but, in truth, shall be the daughter of the Creator himself.  She shall seem to be of the Jaramide blood, but shall instead be of all bloods, and of no blood.  She shall help ease the path of the world during the period of turmoil that the prophesized one shall bring, and will work to save the world from the prophesized one.  She shall be marked to show that she is indeed the Daughter of the Light."  As Kortena's Foretelling ended, she noticed Keladry staring at her, all the blood drained from her face. 

"W-W-What was that?" stammered Keladry.

"My Foretelling.  Did you write it down?" demanded Kortena.

Keladry hastily grabbed her piece of parchment and passed it to Kortena, who commented,  "I must make sure that the next High Queen knows of this, and that this prophecy is remembered until the time of the Dragon Reborn."

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In the capital city of Jaramide, Deranbar, 221AB:

"Deyeniye, dyu ninte conicion ca'l yet ye (A/N- This is the Old Tongue for Majesty, by your summons I do come)," murmured Keladry Mostiva, Lady of Allorallen as she kneeled before the dais.  She was in the presence of the High Queen Egoridin of Jaramide, the famous ruler who had signed the Compact of the Ten Nations. 

"Ah, my daughter, please rise," responded Egoridin ceremoniously.  "Are you a scholar?"

"No, your majesty.  It is just a phrase that Kortena Sedai taught me to use here."

"Ah, Kortena.  How is she?"

"I am fine, your majesty," said Kortena as she entered the room.  "It is nice to see you again."

"Yes, Kortena.  It is nice to see you again too.  But I'm afraid this isn't the time for idle conversation.  I need an heir.  But who?"

"I know someone, should she be willing."

"Who might that be?"

"Keladry Mostiva, Lady of Allorallen."

"Keladry, please come forward."

"Yes, your majesty?" questioned Kel.

"Do you accept the offer to become my heir, the heir to the nation of Jaramide?"

Blinking back tears, Kel answered, "If the Light willing, I will."

"Well, then, get dressed in your finest silks.  We have a new heir to present!  What are you waiting for?  Go!"

Kel ran from the room, leaving the two women behind.  Imagine.  She, Keladry Mostiva, Lady of Allorallen, the High Queen of Jaramide!  And to believe she had started out the youngest daughter of House Mostiva!

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"Now that that is taken care of, what are you here for Kortena?" asked Egoridin.

"I had the Foretelling the day I received the information to come to the capital.  I spoke a prophecy about a girl who shall be born of the Jaramide blood who shall be known as the Daughter of the Light."

"You did?  But I thought you couldn't ever remember your Foretellings!"

"I had Keladry write it down.  She knows of this prophecy.  But we have to make sure that it is remembered.  Somehow, we do."

"But how?"

"I am sending a copy to the White Tower, and am going to put another copy in the Royal Museum, with your permission.  That means that the White Tower will be on the lookout for strong channelers from here, in hopes it will be the Daughter of the Light."

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Deranbar, Jaramide, 230AB:

High Queen Keladry Mostiva, Queen of Jaramide, sat pondering her disision.  It had been five years since the former High Queen Egoridin had passed away.  She had requested that the Kortena Prophecy be announced to the world.  The prophecy that Kortena Sedai had spoken to her that day ten years ago in her former palace in Allorallen hadn't been named until that day, to recognize and remember the Aes Sedai that had spoken those words.  Kortena had died the year after she had spoken those fateful words.  But now, Kel was about to read those words to the world, so the world would await the Daughter of the Light.  They would be known all over the world.  But she wasn't sure how the public would react.  The hadn't liked the Prophecies of the Dragon, but this was a kinder prophecy.  How would they like this?

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In the city of Bandar Eban, which was once know as Allorallen, in the country of Arad Doman, which was once Jaramide and Safer, a girl was born.  A girl who was to become known as the Daughter of the Light, the strongest female Aes Sedai of the Age, saver of the world.

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So, what do you think?  Pleeze r+r!  Thanx a bunch!

                                                            ~Lady Arabella Sedai