The Sacred Blade
Halidom, Ylisse

Alexander and Lenoura approached a large door which towered over their short stature. Pure white with blue floral to give it an image rather than blank, gold linings which shined in the ray of the sun which leaked through the ceiling dome. Lenoura gasped in amazement, opposite to the prince who've seen it many times.

"Is it through this door Alex?" Lenoura asked Alexander.

He looked over and nodded "Every historical item is in this room. It's a hard door to open, so allow me. A gentleman would always hold chivalry to their lady no matter the obstacle."

Lenoura rolled her eyes "This I gotta see."

Alexander rolled up his sleeve, puffing up his tiny chest, and expressed a smug smile on his face. He stood right at the foot of the titanic door. Planted his small hands on the thick wooden flak. He forcibly attempted to push forward. But the door stood still with no signs of moving. The prince's feet slide back, but he simply replanted them in front as the other foot slide to behind.

Lenoura shook her head in shame and amusement. Rolling up her sleeves she walked next Alex.

The prince was taken by surprised.

Lenoura now planted her hands on the door and began to push as well.

Alexander than assisted as well pushing the door along with his friend.

The pair's combined strength began to open the large door slowly. A slight vibration shook the floor beneath their feet.

The door was too heavy for the duo to push wide open, but was angled out enough for them to walk through with a little extra space.

The two kept their hands on the door but lowered their head to breath from the difficult use of their little strength.

Lenoura looked to Alexander with a smirk on her face.

Alexander blushed from embarrassment but cleared his throat and pointed his eyes to their hands.

Lenoura followed the direction of the prince's eyes realizing her hand was planted on top of his. Now she blushed quickly taking her palm off.

The two rapidly turned away from each other to hide their red faces for a brief moment.

Lenoura immediately rushed into the door.

Alex followed after.

Just stepping right through the door itself to them felt like entering another world of time entirely.

The room was circular. Large and beautiful portraits of every previous Exalt was hung in order on the walls. Under each was an item on display which was of value to the Exalt it was under. The room encircled a display case which based in the very center like a point of importance.

Lenoura explored the Exalts in order and noting the items on display. The look on her face were in awe.

Alex took notice and asked out of curiosity "You've never seen these before?"

Lenoura was visually distracted but responded "Only in books." she then set her eyes on the saddle under Lucina's portrait then she asked Alex "Was your Grandmother always on horse back?"

The prince casually shrugged "She was a Paladin during her times of war against Mad King Loyalists."

Then Lenoura moved to the next portrait was Antares. Though she was confused about the item on display which was a statue of him in an unusual style. Not of Ylissean sculpting code, but more of an exotic with a little less proportionate than human physique. She asked Alexander "Who made this statue?"

"My father was on a war against Taguel slave traders. That was made by a Taguel artist whom he saved."

That was the end of the portraits and leading on to a blank wall for the future Exalts to lead Ylisse.

Lenoura than approached the display case in the center of the room. Within she can see the Falchion the sacred blade of the Exalts.

Leaning on a stand was a long blade decorated in gold. The guard was circular in shape connected to a long blue colored hilt, and a beautifully styled pommel at the top.

The little girl could not help but wonder about the hilt, she turned to the young prince "Alex I thought in the books the Falchion's hilt was red."

Alexander answered without hesitation as always "Well this is the Parallel Falchion. The one my… other Grandmother brought back in time."

Lenoura scratched her noggin "That part of the book always hurts my head."

The prince shrugged in response "Anyway, they just have the Parallel Falchion recolored blue so to not have it confused with the original's red hilt."

The young girl tilted her head "So it just sits in here as a museum piece?"

"Not necessarily, in my books it talks about the two sacred blades. After the Grimfall, a new tradition was made for the royal family. The Exalt would possess the original Falchion as leader of the Halidom. His or her heir holds the Parallel Falchion during their trials of learning as well as their weapon in combat. When the heir becomes the next Exalt, they are passed down the original. The Parallel Falchion was then passed down to their heir, and so on."

Lenoura expressed a smirk of mockery on her face "I'm a little concerned for you Alex. Do you always spend you time studying?"

Alexander nodded his head " A lot of the time yes. Why do you ask?"

"You do spend time mastering combat? Or are you going to let you soldiers do all of the fighting for you?"

Alexander caught on to her act and went with the flow as well "Oh do I sense a challenge?"

Lenoura rolled with the accusation "Maybe. You still haven't answered my question."

The courageous prince smiled and extended his face into his friend's comfort zone "Alright I'll answer it your favorite way. How about a little Dance in the Gardens?"

Lenoura did the same "Oh your on!"