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Chapter Five
The star and Alex were walking on a path through the forest, the chain the only thing keeping them so close together. With her leg still injured from her fall, the star lagged behind Alex who was basically dragging her along at this point. With a roll of her eyes the star threw up her free hand in exasperation. "Oh, right. So let me get this straight. You think you know we're going the right way because…and I quote, 'I just do'."
Alex didn't even turn around at the conjecture. "I do, though. I don't know why. Maybe it's my love for Victoria guiding me home."
A this the star rolled her eyes at the seemingly idiotic girl that stood before her. "Oh, please that's ridiculous."
Alex sighed, "Yvonne, whether you like it or not…"
"Yvaine! My name is Yvaine, so…How many times do I have to…Would you…Would you please slow down?" Yvaine said, grabbing her leg in pain.
Alex finally stopped walking, allowing Yvaine to catch up. "Yes, yes. Look we're going north, all right. The wall's north. If you look up in the sky, even during the day, you can see the…The evening star. That's so weird," Alex said looking around, trying to find the evening star.
Yvaine looked at him in annoyance for the millionth time, "That's funny. Hilarious even. My sides are splitting."
Alex turned to her in surprise, "No, I'm being…" At the look on her face Alex stopped in astonishment. "Wait that…That was you! Really?"
Yvaine went and sat down at the base of a large tree, rubbing her sore leg while still glaring at Alex. Seeing her on the ground, Alex looked at her in confusion. "What…What're you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing? Sitting down, I'm tired," Yvaine said not even deigning to look in Alex's direction.
"Please don't do this again. We agreed we'd stop off at the next village to eat and rest!" Alex said gesturing towards the direction they were travelling.
Yvaine looked at her in defeat at this point, "Come on, Alex! It's midday. I never stay up this late! Just, please, let me sleep!"
Alex looked down at the ground in resignation, feeling slightly guilty about dragging Yvaine all this way when she is used to sleeping. "Okay, you…Well, then I'll…You sleep. I'll go and get something to eat."
With that Yvaine relaxed until Alex walked around the tree she was leaning against before tying the chain together around it. "What are you doing?" Yvaine questioned in panic.
Alex sighed, "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm making sure you don't run away." Yvaine merely rolled her eyes as Alex walked off, trying to find some food for the both of them.
Septimus stood in front of a tall crystal structure that held a shallow basin. An elderly man with two lengths of hair tied together falling onto each shoulder, wrapped in orange and red robes, stood in front of the basin as well. Not but thirty feet away from the group was the ocean front, their feet buried in the wet sand.
Two of Septimus' henchman stood next to the elderly man as one cleared his throat. "Your Highness, the soothsayer, as you requested."
Without turning to even look at the soothsayer, Septimus spoke, "South, you said. South we went. Still no stone. Do you now propose we start swimming?"
The soothsayer responds passively, "Sire, I've merely relayed to you what the runes have told me. I can do no more."
"Well consult them again," Septimus said, turning back towards the soothsayer. "Wait. Before we seek the stone, I have another question." Both the soothsayer and Septimus step up to the crystal basin, the soothsayer holding a group of rectangular stones with runes engraved on them in his hand. "Am I the seventh son?" At this the soothsayer tossed the runes into the basin and after they were all settled, each one had the engraving facing upwards.
The soothsayer smiled a toothless smile, "Yes."
Septimus continued to stare at the runes in the basin before nodding his head with a small smile. "Another question. Is my favorite color blue?" Once again the soothsayer tossed the runes that once again all face upwards.
With another smile the soothsayer replied, "Yes."
Now pointing to the basin, Septimus asked, "Has excessive begging or pleading ever persuaded me to spare the life of a traitor?" This time when the soothsayer threw the runes, the engravings of each were facing downwards, the black backs facing up to the sky. "What does that mean?"
The soothsayer gulped, "That means no."
With a sly smile, Septimus stared at the basin. "Good. Now throw them again. This time, throw them high." The soothsayer did as asked, and while the runes were in the air he asked his final question, "Do you work for my brother?" At this the soothsayer's eyes widened and glued to Septimus' face. Looking down into the basin, Septimus smiled as all the runes were facing upwards showing the engravings. With a smile, Septimus drove his sword into the soothsayer's stomach. With no remorse whatsoever, Septimus picked up the stones and threw them again. "So, do we continue west?"
On the other side of Stormhold, Lamia threw stones identical to that of which Septimus consulted except they were black and not white. With a smile, Lamia turned back to her chariot and surged onward in her quest for the heart of the fallen star. For the heart of Yvaine.