A/N: I finally got around to naming a chapter FireLord! Aren't you all proud of me??? Well, I dedicate this chapter to the one I named it after, CrimsonFire… ENJOY!!!
Disclaimer: Can you believe someone bought Escaflowne before I did??? I was at an auction, and this guy, the previous owner, bid on his own thing!! And he beat me!!! Well, that's why I Don't Own Escaflowne.
Chapter Thirteen: FireLord.
FireLord had not been idle. She now knew BlackMage had been right, Galken would start a war. She sent a dispatch to BlackMage's steward, to tell him instructions to follow while his lord was away.
Steward,
Your Lord, BlackMage, warned me of the dangers of trusting
Galken. Upon his advice, I am currently gathering troops from
among the cities. I will have an army soon. I fear though, that
Galken will attack soon. And if I am right, she will attack the
castle of Trimu, where you currently are. I am suggesting that
You prepare the troops you have for an attack.
- FireLord, Ruler of Zail
Once the messenger returned, FireLord went out into her lands. First to the lands where Dilandau had risen. The fire he had made, had spread and burnt down a large segment of the South Wall. Many homes had also been destroyed. And of course, even though the townsmen loved fire, they disliked losing their homes and defenses. FireLord came to boost morale.
"My people," She started. "I know that you feel a great loss, the loss of your home, your town, your defenses, but most of all, the loss of memories. But I have a memory. A memory of six great warriors, led by the greatest of all generals. This general is Dilandau Albatou. I come bearing a message. A message of hope, a message from the past. Here is that message." She paused. "DILANDAU IS REBORN!!!"
The cheers from the crowds were deafening.
"People, I know your town was burnt to a crisp, but there was a reason, Dilandau had come and taken one of your own citizens to be his host… The host's parents did not honor the great general, and the great general is not known for kindness. But remember, my people, that you are still you!!! Your memories may be lost, but they can be found. Rejoice!! Our Lord Dilandau has come!!"
The audience applauded, and had not Mistress of the Shadows whisked her away through her namesake (Shadows..)… The crowd may have rioted in the chance to grasp the hand of their leader, FireLord.
FireLord did rallies in each of the towns surrounding her tower, recruiting troops. At the end of the day, she was quite tired, and need to rest. It was at this time, Mistress of the Shadows passed through her door.
"FireLord, there is someone here to see you."
FireLord grumbled. She did not want to be disturbed.
"But, FireLord, It is the six year old. The one you call Dilandau Albatou."
FireLord rose from her bed. "Leave me for a moment, Shadow, I must make a quick preparation for Lord Dilandau's coming."
"Yes, FireLord."
FireLord waved her hand in a go away manner, and started thinking. Lord Dilandau survived the crash. But how did he get here so quickly?? She dismissed her thought, and continued to prepare for her guest. She exited her room, and walked to her throne room…
A/N: Yeah, yeah… I know I said no more chapters… none for President's Day, but I changed my mind… I thought that CrimsonFire should receive that chapter in her honor, so I wrote one, and that's what you read… Did you enjoy it??? Hope so!! JA!!!
Disclaimer: Can you believe someone bought Escaflowne before I did??? I was at an auction, and this guy, the previous owner, bid on his own thing!! And he beat me!!! Well, that's why I Don't Own Escaflowne.
Chapter Thirteen: FireLord.
FireLord had not been idle. She now knew BlackMage had been right, Galken would start a war. She sent a dispatch to BlackMage's steward, to tell him instructions to follow while his lord was away.
Steward,
Your Lord, BlackMage, warned me of the dangers of trusting
Galken. Upon his advice, I am currently gathering troops from
among the cities. I will have an army soon. I fear though, that
Galken will attack soon. And if I am right, she will attack the
castle of Trimu, where you currently are. I am suggesting that
You prepare the troops you have for an attack.
- FireLord, Ruler of Zail
Once the messenger returned, FireLord went out into her lands. First to the lands where Dilandau had risen. The fire he had made, had spread and burnt down a large segment of the South Wall. Many homes had also been destroyed. And of course, even though the townsmen loved fire, they disliked losing their homes and defenses. FireLord came to boost morale.
"My people," She started. "I know that you feel a great loss, the loss of your home, your town, your defenses, but most of all, the loss of memories. But I have a memory. A memory of six great warriors, led by the greatest of all generals. This general is Dilandau Albatou. I come bearing a message. A message of hope, a message from the past. Here is that message." She paused. "DILANDAU IS REBORN!!!"
The cheers from the crowds were deafening.
"People, I know your town was burnt to a crisp, but there was a reason, Dilandau had come and taken one of your own citizens to be his host… The host's parents did not honor the great general, and the great general is not known for kindness. But remember, my people, that you are still you!!! Your memories may be lost, but they can be found. Rejoice!! Our Lord Dilandau has come!!"
The audience applauded, and had not Mistress of the Shadows whisked her away through her namesake (Shadows..)… The crowd may have rioted in the chance to grasp the hand of their leader, FireLord.
FireLord did rallies in each of the towns surrounding her tower, recruiting troops. At the end of the day, she was quite tired, and need to rest. It was at this time, Mistress of the Shadows passed through her door.
"FireLord, there is someone here to see you."
FireLord grumbled. She did not want to be disturbed.
"But, FireLord, It is the six year old. The one you call Dilandau Albatou."
FireLord rose from her bed. "Leave me for a moment, Shadow, I must make a quick preparation for Lord Dilandau's coming."
"Yes, FireLord."
FireLord waved her hand in a go away manner, and started thinking. Lord Dilandau survived the crash. But how did he get here so quickly?? She dismissed her thought, and continued to prepare for her guest. She exited her room, and walked to her throne room…
A/N: Yeah, yeah… I know I said no more chapters… none for President's Day, but I changed my mind… I thought that CrimsonFire should receive that chapter in her honor, so I wrote one, and that's what you read… Did you enjoy it??? Hope so!! JA!!!
