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Summary: When the traitor ex-Lord of War is exiled from the Silver Elvin Kingdom, he vowes to conquer the Kingdom in seventeen years. The next Great Prophesy was recorded a month before the new Dark Lord fled from the Silver Palace. The hopes of the Elvin Realm lies on two young shoulders: Lilyaris Islada, the Golden Princess, and James Kimiri, the Silver Prince. As preparations for the bloodiest and shortest war in history is made, both Kingdoms send their Heirs to the Earthly Realm. Now, Albus Dumbledore is in a predicament and is absolutely certain Fate hates him. After all, what sane deity would send the two Heirs of the two most powerful Elvin Kingdoms to one school, and expect one man to keep the secret of their identities from the other Kingdom?
The Summary isn't great, but if I can persuade you to read on, please do. Lily and James should be introduced in the next Chapter. This prologue ties up the Ten Year War and introduces the birth of the two Heirs.
Prologue
In Which A Prophesy Was Made
"This war has been going on for far too long, Lords and Ladies," announced the Golden King of Elves, "And if we do not come into terms, both Kingdoms will fall into ruin,"
"I have received intelligence from my spies, Your Majesty. The Silver Elves are marching to the Aurum Mons. We can intercept them there," suggested the Lady of Strategy and Tactics.
"Their plans are still to capture the Valley of Roses, Your Majesty, for some bizarre reason. Yet I believe they have a deeper plan than that. The Valley is precious, a symbol of the Golden Elves. To destroy it would destroy a gem on the Crown," added the Lord of War.
The King sat back in his throne and placed a hand under his chin.
"Interesting. What of their troops?"
"They have less than fifty thousand troops, Your Majesty. Ten thousand of them are marching as we speak to the Silver Passage. A thousand are cavalry, three hundred are archers, a hundred are Mages, and the rest are infantry," reported the Lady of Tactics and Strategy. Her Head Spy among the Silver Army acknowledged the figures.
"My Lord of War, what are your thoughts?"
"The Silver Kingdom is insane, Your Majesty. They only have fifty thousand troops. Although we are not much better, we can easily crush them. Our own one hundred and fifty thousand troops, although exceedingly low from our usual five hundred thousand, are still enough to offset the war in our favour,"
"I cannot help but doubt your figures, My Lady. The Silver King is not insane. My Lady Ambassador, your thoughts?"
"The Silver King is a just ruler, Your Majesty, and a wise one at that. He would not throw away the lives of his men. My impression is that he truly believes he can win. I have to wonder how,"
"He cannot win. My spies are always correct, Your Majesty, and they have just reported their numbers. Fifty thousand troops, no matter how skilfully trained, cannot hope to stand a chance. You have nothing to worry about," argued the Lady of Tactics and Strategy.
"My Lady, are you absolutely certain your numbers are correct?"
"Would I give you these numbers if I were not certain they were correct?"
The King shook his head wearily. "No. No, you wouldn't,"
"Very well. Dispatch half our troops to meet the advancing army. I want to end this once and for all. My Lord of War and My Lady of Tactics and Strategy, I would wish that you accompany them. My Lady Ambassador, would you be so kind as to be on scene to establish a Treaty?"
The King issued his orders, and his Council responded. The rest of the Council dismissed while the remaining three involved stayed.
"My Lady of Tactics and Strategy, would it be possible for one of your spies to listen in on a Silver Council Meeting?"
The Lady in question hesitated before nodding. "I-I suppose... yes, I could,"
"Lady Ambassador, I expect you to draw up a treaty. I wish to now have the Aurum Mons in my dominion, with the Silver Passage open upon negotiation. I will have other conditions sent to you on further notice,"
The Lady recognized a dismissal when she heard one, and withdrew.
"My Lady," addressed the King to the remaining Lady of the Council, "If it would please you to organize your spies?"
The Lady of Tactics and Strategy withdrew.
"And now it's just you and me, Poochy," sighed the King, greeting his childhood best-friend and Lord of War.
"And me. Don't tell me you forgot about me, dear,"
A beautiful red headed woman with crystal blue eyes suddenly appeared in the Council Room. "Of course not, Your Majesty," the Lord of War's voice adopted a sarcastic tone. The Queen took a vacant seat in the Council table and smiled at her old friend. "So, what are your thoughts on the war?"
Laughter ensued in the room as three childhood friends found the time to relieve the stress during the day as they horsed around, throwing silly ideas back and forth mixed with serious intentions.
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The next council meeting came a few days later when an urgent summons from the King brought the eleven Lords and Ladies running as fast as they could to the Council Room. There, they found the King seated on his throne, with the usually vacant spot of the Queen to his left. The Lord of War was also seated on the King's right, as was his customary position. The other Lords and Ladies of the Council hurriedly took their seat around the Round Table and looked expectantly towards the King, who seemed to be discussing something with his wife.
Their hurried discussion ended when the Queen raised her voice.
"ELENDALE VALERIE AURUM LUX ISLADA! HOW DARE YOU! YOU – You will do as I say or you will drag your sorry carcass somewhere else once I'm done with you!"
The King hesitantly tried to console his now furious wife.
"But, dear,"
"Don't you dear me, or have you forgotten who I am?"
The Queen's rant was interrupted when the Lord of War coughed. Once. The Queen immediately turned to the amused and waiting Council. "Forgive me, my Lords and Ladies, but I had a matter to settle. Now, my dear husband will shut up if he knows what's good for him,"
The King leaned back on his Throne and motioned for his wife to take over the meeting.
"Thank you. Apologies for the lack of warning. It has come to our attention that a new prophesy has been recorded,"
The room filled with mutterings.
"SILENCE. The prophesy is thus,"
The Queen waved her hand once, and a silvery mist screen appeared beside her (coincidentally covering the King's scowling visage) and elegant golden handwriting could be seen.
A treaty is made
Peace shall reign
Seventeen years
Before blood starts to rain
The Golden Flame
And the Silver Horn
March to battle
One fated dawn
Two Stars cross
Two hearts meld
Hope is not lost
Love shall prevail
A crown of splendour
Silver and Gold
A tale of love unfold
The Gilden Age behold!
And the realm at peace
Will breathe a sigh
As the Sun and Moon
Join on high
The Queen waited as the Council digested the prophesy and the conversations began again. The Council eventually silenced as, one by one, they turned towards the Queen.
"The Prophesy is... mind-baffling in the least. I'm sure you will all meditate on this tonight. However, I have even greater news than this prophesy,"
The mutterings started again. What could be greater than the birth of the new Great Prophesy?
"It is my duty and my pleasure to announce that the Kingdom has a new Heir. I will be giving birth to a baby girl three months from now named Lilyaris Esmeralda Mirabelle Alatáriel Islada,"
Roars filled the Council as applause and clapping echoed throughout the room.
"Congratulations!" shouted all the Lords and Ladies, voices overlapping one another as the Ladies rushed to greet the Queen and the Lords to offer advice and wisdom to the King. Most Council Members were old enough to have had married and started a family. All of them were experienced in how to deal with irate, pregnant women.
The conversations buzzed to a hum as the Council mingled during the impromptu break. The King and Queen were young, and loved by the Court. They ruled with a sense of justice and love that was not always inherent in the Golden Rulers. Though the couple were not as experienced as others, they were the best choice for King and Queen, and the King had defended his position as Heir admirably when his father was King.
Quite short compared to my usual standards. Please review! The next chapter introduces... the Silver Kingdom.