Eugenides walked casually into a small town full of quiet, little houses
with beautiful gardens. Seeing an out of season fig tree, he carefully
picked one as he made his way into the market section of town. Because of
its closeness to the castle, the market was very, very busy, especially
compared to the quiet living section.
In a few minutes, Eugenides pockets were full of random snips of food. He was quietly munching on an apple when he saw an old lady at a small bartering booth. Swallowing the piece of apple he had been chewing, he went over to the booth. "Hello!" he greeted.
The lady glared at him.
Eugenides then realized that he looked like a thief (which he was) instead of, well, a king. "I have a trade for information that I wash to make," he said, pulling out the pearl necklace from his bag.
The lady snatched the necklace and hid it in one of her sleeves. "What do you want to know?" she croaked.
Eugenides smiled politely and asked, "Do you know of anything by the name of 'Victory?'"
The lady thought for a sec, then said mysteriously, "There is one stone called Victory, said to be blessed by the Gods themselves! It is just a small myth that has become rather popular as of late, but apparently whoever holds the stone will have victory over any and every of their foes, thus the name Victory." The lady pulled a small, rolled piece of paper from the inside of her cloak. "This is a map that has never been decoded which is said to lead to the very location of the Victory stone. For one more small payment, you can have this."
"Just put it on my wife's tab," Eugenides said as he took the map. "I swear, what is it Gods have about blessing rocks?"
The lady raised he eyebrows. "And who, may I inquire, is your wife?"
Eugenides looked up fro his map and smirked as he replied, "The Queen of Attolia."
The lady gasped. "Then that would mean you're. . ." she swallowed hard, then whispered, "the king?"
Eugenides, still looking at the unmarked map, turned around and walked away while saying, "Just call me the Thief of Eddis."
*
"Well, this looks like a diamond. Maybe that's one of those weird buildings in that. . . place." Eugenides sighed. "This isn't working. Who would every think that I would miss Magus?" Eugenides was sitting under an olive tree, munching on some of the food he had 'picked up.' "The only way I'll ever find Victory," he admitted to himself, "Will be to get the Magus." Then, curling up under the tree, he added, "After I take a nap."
*
Author's Note: I couldn't help it! We can't have a story without the Magus! Well, R&R! I'll be updating soon! (Hopefully. No guarantees.)
In a few minutes, Eugenides pockets were full of random snips of food. He was quietly munching on an apple when he saw an old lady at a small bartering booth. Swallowing the piece of apple he had been chewing, he went over to the booth. "Hello!" he greeted.
The lady glared at him.
Eugenides then realized that he looked like a thief (which he was) instead of, well, a king. "I have a trade for information that I wash to make," he said, pulling out the pearl necklace from his bag.
The lady snatched the necklace and hid it in one of her sleeves. "What do you want to know?" she croaked.
Eugenides smiled politely and asked, "Do you know of anything by the name of 'Victory?'"
The lady thought for a sec, then said mysteriously, "There is one stone called Victory, said to be blessed by the Gods themselves! It is just a small myth that has become rather popular as of late, but apparently whoever holds the stone will have victory over any and every of their foes, thus the name Victory." The lady pulled a small, rolled piece of paper from the inside of her cloak. "This is a map that has never been decoded which is said to lead to the very location of the Victory stone. For one more small payment, you can have this."
"Just put it on my wife's tab," Eugenides said as he took the map. "I swear, what is it Gods have about blessing rocks?"
The lady raised he eyebrows. "And who, may I inquire, is your wife?"
Eugenides looked up fro his map and smirked as he replied, "The Queen of Attolia."
The lady gasped. "Then that would mean you're. . ." she swallowed hard, then whispered, "the king?"
Eugenides, still looking at the unmarked map, turned around and walked away while saying, "Just call me the Thief of Eddis."
*
"Well, this looks like a diamond. Maybe that's one of those weird buildings in that. . . place." Eugenides sighed. "This isn't working. Who would every think that I would miss Magus?" Eugenides was sitting under an olive tree, munching on some of the food he had 'picked up.' "The only way I'll ever find Victory," he admitted to himself, "Will be to get the Magus." Then, curling up under the tree, he added, "After I take a nap."
*
Author's Note: I couldn't help it! We can't have a story without the Magus! Well, R&R! I'll be updating soon! (Hopefully. No guarantees.)