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Oracle

Chapter 2: The Oracle

I ran back to the same place that I met the old woman. I wasn't wearing my hood, but people heard of my parents' deaths, and they paid more attention to the newsboy announcing the deaths, than to the princess running past them. I asked all the shopkeepers around the place, but they all replied that they have never seen such a woman. Just my luck. The gypsy woman seemed to have gone without a trace.

The only good thing that did happen was that, since I was a princess, I was given many things from all the shop keepers. Bread, fruit, a sack to carry them in, and some extra blankets. Just as I was leaving one kind family's home (they had given me some traveling clothes), I saw a parade of ornamented horses and wagons at the corner of my eye.

"Thank you for the gifts, my friends," I said to the man and woman. Their little daughter was looking at me in awe.

"No, thank you, princess. You have graced our humble home." The man said. They all bowed.

"Please, feel free to ask me of any favor when I return. I owe pretty much everyone in the market place!" I said, curtsying. I waved goodbye to them and I continued walking towards the kingdom's exit gates.

The parade was heading towards the palace, and I was walking away from the palace, facing them. I watched women dressed in beautiful gowns sitting in the carriages. One carriage passed, but I heard no voices inside. Then I saw a hand open the curtain, and a pair of blue eyes watched me as I stood, staring back with my own. I looked away, embarrassed with myself for staring. From the hair style, I could tell that the owner of those blue eyes was a boy. Not much older than myself. I shrugged and walked on.

I walked to the center of the kingdom, marked by a water fountain made of gold. My father had brought me here several times during important occasions in the kingdom. I sat on the golden edge and looked through the clear water to the bottom. I saw coins lying at the bottom, thrown by people who have made wishes. I never believed in wishes, but now, I made one. I needed all the help I can, even if it might not come true. I fished into my sack of things for my purse, and I pulled out a gold coin that matched the hue of the fountain's edge.

"I wish," I started, sighing. I held the coin between my two hands clasped together. "That something in this city could help me find that gypsy peddler." I opened my hands and letting the coin drop into the water with a splash.

I turned around to face the market place and bit into an apple I found in my sack. From the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow, and I sharply turned my head to see who it was. There was no one there. I continued eating.

A pebble rolled toward me. I snapped my head the other way, and again, I saw no one. Someone was watching me.

"Hmph," I sighed, and stood. Whoever it was, they weren't dangerous, seeing that their attempts to hide were so obvious. I took one step from the fountain. Then another. I heard a pebble roll again, probably from my watcher's foot. Another step. I acted tired and yawned, stretching my arms, then I suddenly turned around to come face to face with a boy whose eyes were gigantic with surprise.

"HAH!" I said proudly, pointing at him. I looked at his eyes. They were blue, and so similar to whoever I was looking at in the caravan parade. I narrowed my eyes at him. I looked at his clothes, and they were ragged. His blonde hair was tied in a low ponytail. I guess they weren't the same person.

"Who are you?" I asked. The boy regained his posture and stood straight and proud.

"I'm Adonis."

"Oh." I said. That was easy. "Why were you watching me?"

Adonis blushed.

"Well, I heard your wish. I didn't want you to cry if your wish didn't come true, so I was going to make it come true for you." He said.

Cry?

"Excuse me, Adonis, but I don't cry." I said sternly.

"I'm sure you cried when your parents punished you."

I was about to reprimand him but stopped. My parents are dead. So how could they even discipline me if they weren't here?

"Shut up."

"See I told you so!"

"No you didn't tell me anything!"

"Hahahaa! You cry when you're in trouble!!!" He said mockingly.

"SHUT UP!" I shouted. "RIGHT NOW I'D BE OVERJOYED IF THEY WERE EVEN HERE TO SPANK ME!!"

Adonis stopped, his previous face turning into a solemn, understanding one.

"Where are they?" He asked, whispering.

"None of your beeswax." I said. I shifted my sack and got ready to leave. "Goodbye, Adonis."

"Wait," I heard Adonis say.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have teased you."

I exaggerated a sigh and turned around to face him. His pale hand was reaching towards me, to stop me.

"But I meant what I said about helping you."

I sighed again.

"Adonis, thank you for offering, but you are not what I've wished for." I turned around again to walk away from the fountain. I felt his hand grab my wrist.

"No. Please, I want to help you. It was very immature of me to be teasing you. I promise I'll help you. I owe you now anyway, since I made fun of you."

This time, I blushed. His face was very cute and boyish, and his begging just made him seem cuter.

"Are you sure it won't be a bother?" I asked. He nodded.

"Alright, let's go then." I marched toward the exits. I looked behind me and saw Adonis still standing.

"I have to ask you one more thing before we leave this city together." Adonis said.

"What?"

"What is your name?"

"Oh! Oops sorry I forgot to tell you!" I laughed, and he smiled. He had dimples. "Whoa I didn't notice you had dimples!" I poked them.

"Hey!" He shouted, laughing. "So do you!" I slapped my hands to cover my cheeks, turning them red.

"Well they're not as deep as yours!"

Adonis held his hand toward me.

"Okay, lets start again. I am Adonis."

I took his hand and shook it.

"I am Anastasia. My friends call me Ana."

"Nice to meet you, Ana."

"Can we go now?" I asked, impatiently. Adonis nodded, and finally, we walked out the exit of the city's gates.

A few hours later...

"So why are you needing to find the gypsy peddler?" Adonis asked, breaking the silence between us. We were deep in the forest. I had no idea where I wanted to go, but I felt that this was the direction I should take.

"Well, I want to ask her about my necklace." I started fumbling with the necklace around my neck.

"Necklace?" Adonis repeated. Looking at it. That was the last thing I heard from him when the trees began to swirl again.

"No not again!" I shouted, as the blinding white overwhelmed me. Faintly, I saw a woman, dressed in a flowing, white gown. Her hair was golden blonde, and she was reaching towards me. I blinked and found myself looking at Adonis' scared face. White light swirling and emerging from my necklace. A blast of white light came from it, and formed a sphere around the necklace. I realized then that Adonis was carrying me, and I hurriedly stood. Both of us were in awe at the sphere of light that now floated in front of me. The pendant had disappeared within it. The light then flickered, and showed us an image of a woman. Her gown was flowing, but black, and it draped over her slender figure. Her hair was long and blonde, and it floated around her, as if she was in water.

"Anastasia," The woman spoke, her voice a whisper, sending chills down my spine.

"Uh... yes?" I replied.

"Please, help me..." Her voice had a weird echo.

"How? Who are you?"

"I am the Oracle," She said. Adonis and I had to lean in to hear her. "Anastasia, you are destined to have this key. It is your destiny to defeat Cehriel."

"Who is that?"

"Only by defeating Cehriel Nightdragon will you help me. He is the fallen angel guardian of the eye."

"What?!" I said in confusion. She gracefully bowed to me, then faded away. "WAIT!!" I shouted at the floating ball of light.

The light then died down and the pendant replaced it, landing on my chest. I touched the necklace.

"She didn't even answer my question." I complained to no one in particular.

"Wow. That confuses things a bit, huh?" Adonis said, looking at the pendant in awe.

I huffed and grabbed his wrist. It was getting dark and we needed to find a place to sleep.

Please Review! I hope it wasn't too confusing. You do all know who Adonis is right? I'd bite you if you didn't. JKS! See ya next chapter!