Disclaimer: well this is like my fifth fic or sixth I lost count but thanks to the small people that makes this happen and to

Goldenclaw who is an author here check out her stories sometime.

And special thanx to Animechick4000

Whom I writing this master piece with. Please enjoy and remember your ideas are welcomed here and so are your reviews ^_^ Ole' Greeneyes [that's Old]

Prologue





Ka Clop

Ka clop

Ka Clop

Ka Clop

Hoof beats thundered

A wild neigh erupted and the rider leapt off the horse, ran up to the house and burst through the door.

Elizabeth was deep in her meditation and didn't even notice. But someone in the shadows did. A servant to be exact or at least that was what she thought she was at the moment. I do not remember exactly for I am old you may know me as Fiora but back to that later there is a mystery to unravel.

The servant stayed hidden and watched as the stranger who had just arrived pulled out some kind of stick with a gold tip. She hoped it wasn't to beat her with. Servants were always being mistreated in these times. Dark times. The servant gazed into the mirror across the hall and here eyes widened at what she saw. She finally realized what was happening. No servant would be dressed like this with petticoats and decked down in jewelry. Her memory came surging back. Lillian, Lillian Lafont was her name. She couldn't believe this stranger would use her like this. She trusted and told her deepest darkest secrets to this person. And know this friend, No this stranger a friend would never do this to a true friend. This person who she taught was her friend, no longer is. Was going to attack her enemy. Even though she hated Elizabeth this act was uncalled for it was treachery and would not happen in her house. If she acted fast enough she could save her, a powerful charm it could be a blessing or a curse but at a time like this it could only be a blessing. Faith decided, she jumped out and shouted '' Amulet esri Madamsel ''

And at the same moment the stranger shouted

'' Arvada Kedarva'' [how ever you spell it]

And all Lillian remembered was darkness

As the lights started to grow dim she was at least happy to know she saved Elizabeth

She would be known as The Lady of the Amulet and many will sing of her

Yes she was at least proud of that if nothing else in her life

She could know rest in peace.