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Chapter 4
Where am I? Myra was in a large room that reminded her of a medieval castle. The walls were draped with beautiful tapestries made of silk. The carpet was velvet and a dark color between the mix of purple and red. Myra walked down the corridor following the carpet and avoiding other hallways. Time was nothing it could have been seconds or hours before she reached the end of the hallway. She paused by them knowing this was where she needed to be.
Who are you? What do you want? A voice said in her head, Myra tried to answer but when she opened her mouth to speak nothing came out. Why can't I talk, she thought bitterly. Surprisingly, the voice answered with a hearty tone, try thinking it and maybe I'll understand it!
Who are you? Myra thought thinking of how much was behind those words.
Wisdom? I just try to be me, I don't have wisdom I'm just an unimportant person who knows a little bit of this and that. Now tell me… who are you and what's your business here?
Myra smiled, My name is Myra and I don't know what I'm doing here. I was…she thought back to Rowan, K'linne and Ornella and she felt that whoever the voice was, they saw what she thought.
Open the door, Myra you will see who I am. The voice said softly. Myra opened the door and walked into the room. She saw a figure in the throne at the end of the room. She walked closer to the figure in order to see who this wise person was. He was of average height and his reddish brown hair was mixed with gray. He looked to be about forty.
Who are you?
He stood up and smiled, My name is not important but what is important is that there is no greater honor than to be here; no one has ever done it before. I wanted you to be ready for this next step in your life.
Like you care!
I do, more than you will ever know.
Right…why am I here?
I don't know, probably so I can talk to you. The kingdom is in grave danger by dragons just like the King foretold.
King?
A long time ago, a dragon of great evil ruled the land. The dragon hated everything good. A prophecy was foretold that a newborn male would overthrow him. He sent his loyal dragons to kill all newborn human male babes. They weren't successful and one day twenty years after that proclamation a young man gathered followers to rebel against the dragon. The DragonKing thought the young man unimportant and ignored him until it was too late. The young man had convinced people to join him overthrow the terrible Dragon King and he was overthrown. The Dragon King and the rest of the dragons that were still loyal to him fled into the mountains. The rest of the dragons who had never joined in evil gave the young man and his descendants a special gift that they knew would be useful in the future. They left the young man to rule because they knew he had a good heart and would not misuse his powers as king. His people loved him and they became prosperous.
One day a foreign man came to the court; he wished to be of service to the king by using his "special talent." Being fair and just, the King agreed as long as the man showed him what this talent was. The man said something in a language the King knew not and a pile of gold appeared on the ground before the King. Everyone was amazed but the King remained clear headed. "What witchery did you just perform? Only the dragons can do such things; what manner of beast are you?" the King asked.
The foreign man irritably threw up his hands and the gold disappeared. His demeanor sunk into a furious state and he clenched his fists. "You say you're fair and just but you declare me similar to beasts! My people live all have similar talents My people were born this way but we are not much different than you! We need food and drink to survive! That gold was from our island; it is all we have. I just transported it as a way to show you we want to serve you anyway we can as citizens of your kingdom. In return you will let us live in your city and we may have jobs and may join your people equally and have the same protection." The foreign man took a deep breath and waited what the King would say.
"You may join my kingdom on one condition," the king said, "no harm will come to me or my people." The foreign man eagerly agreed and within the next year all of his people had left their old land and became part of the kingdom. The people of both lands became close and the King could not have separated them if he tried. They lived without incident for some time until the King found out what his gift was.
One night while the King was asleep a lone figure appeared. The King woke up to see one of his court sorcerers in the doorway. The court sorcerer cast a death spell at the King and the next thing the King knew the sorcerer was dead. No one felt pity for the sorcerer except the King; his heart even felt compassion for the man who had tried to murder him. Later it was found out that the gift the Dragons had given him was to be resilient to harmful magic. Ever since the King his descendants have also had his gift and both people became one. Another gift that was given to him was the ability of prophesying and only once his descendant has been crowned can they inherit that ability. He yawned and smiled as she took it all in.
So…did he prophesy that the Dragon King would attack again?
Yes.
Why aren't they ready?
Excuse me?
Ready for his attack.
He knew not when it would occur and he didn't know everything about what would happen. He continued; the land is peaceful and is not a land of war. They have little experience in it. They do have knights and guards but killing is not what they do. They could defeat the enemy if it was just the dragons but paid humans do the frontline work. The knights feel compassion even for the most reckless of the murderers that betray their race. Their only help is the Folk and the only way to reach them is through you.
You have much power even though you are untrained. K'linne will make you his apprentice and you find them so the folk can help to defeat the enemy. He paused as if adding emphasis to his words. Will you help them?
Their world seems… I don't know more like an adventure rather than my boring lifestyle, I'll help.
How do I get out of here? Myra asked after a pause of awkward silence.He closed his eyes and their surroundings melted into blackness.