So here's the next one.....um, sorry they're not that long, but there will be
some longer ones on the way... once again, I apologize!!! Review!!
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In the throne room of the kingdom of Tusaine sat two people: The king of Tusaine and the only mage of his country. "Your Majesty, if it pleases your will, and if you will allow your humble servant to d-"
"Just get to the point!" cried the king.
"Of course, of course, your Majesty. Well, um, I think we should expand this wonderful country of Tusaine, which you so wisely rule, by taking over the country of Tortall. I could do this your Majesty. With my powers, I could lure Tortall's top mages into Tusaine and then turn them against Tortall. They would be great allies and your area of ruling would be much enlarged," said the mage, Aeejah Merric.
King Damien looked at his mage, a man with brown hair, cloudy brown eyes, and a stubborn personality. The king knew he was a crafty, shrewd man who had practiced and experimented with his Gift until he was almost an equal of a black-robe mage.
King Damien also knew that tales of Aeejah's failures had spread throughout Carthak from the University until all of the Eastern Lands knew of them.
Aeejah Merric looked at the king with an impatient look, "My lord? Your decision I wait."
Aeejah already knew that sometime or later, the king would agree to the plan, and that would make him one step closer to ruling the world.
The king grunted as he shifted in his throne. "Yes, you have my permission. You have access to anything you need, and if someone opposes you, bring them before me to face my justice. For I WILL have control and dominance over a greater country. Even one to rival Carthak!"
"A wise choice, my King. A VERY wise one," replied Aeejah, with a sinister grin.
Aeejah kept his true emotions off his semi-attractive face until he got to his extensive quarters in the palace.
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"How did it go dear?" asked his wife, Eurianne.
Eurianne was not a woman known for her looks. Her face was always covered with an ugly expression as if she had a bad smell under her nose. Aeejah had not married her for her looks, but for her power and love of destruction.
Aeejah made a gesture with his hands and grey magic covered the windows and doors with a spell to stop anyone from listening in on them.
"My dear, it went deliciously well!" he said with malice in his deep voice. "That dolt Damien completely fell for it! We have all the resources we need, and to make it better the king thinks this is all for him. He thinks his country will triple in size when in reality it is all for us."
A wide grin spread across the spoiled face of his wife, "That is wonderful, dear, but what can we do to take over Tortall? It is filled with some of the most powerful mages and warriors, not to mention the fact it is home to the Dominion Jewel."
Aeejah's face darkened at these words spoken by his wife. "If only I could get that book loving fool Arram over here and out of the way, then it would be easier."
"Darling, that's great and all, but that mage has no weakness!"
"Maybe he didn't before, but I have a feeling he would do a lot for that bratty student of his" retorted the mage, his face widening into another sinister grin.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------- Brokefang stared up at the full moon with his intelligent eyes. He missed Daine even though he had seen her just two years before.
He wanted Daine to come back and spend time with his pack, partly to enjoy her company, but he wanted to discover what he could do to repay her for helping his pack and all of the People in Dunlath by getting rid of the evil people with the light inside them or as Daine said the evil mages.
Brokefang's gaze wandered around the cave to his pack thinking what might have happened, if Daine had not helped out.
The thought of what might have happened to his cubs, his mate, and other wolves in his pack gave him an even more burning desire to pay back Daine.
Brokefang shifted his body position which sadly resulted in waking up his mate, Frostfur.
Go back to sleep and stop fidgeting. I don't want to wake up the cubs, said Frostfur.
She closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
If wolves could sigh, Brokefang would have.
Instead, he made up his mind to track Daine down, or somehow bring her back to his pack to see what he could do for her.
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In the throne room of the kingdom of Tusaine sat two people: The king of Tusaine and the only mage of his country. "Your Majesty, if it pleases your will, and if you will allow your humble servant to d-"
"Just get to the point!" cried the king.
"Of course, of course, your Majesty. Well, um, I think we should expand this wonderful country of Tusaine, which you so wisely rule, by taking over the country of Tortall. I could do this your Majesty. With my powers, I could lure Tortall's top mages into Tusaine and then turn them against Tortall. They would be great allies and your area of ruling would be much enlarged," said the mage, Aeejah Merric.
King Damien looked at his mage, a man with brown hair, cloudy brown eyes, and a stubborn personality. The king knew he was a crafty, shrewd man who had practiced and experimented with his Gift until he was almost an equal of a black-robe mage.
King Damien also knew that tales of Aeejah's failures had spread throughout Carthak from the University until all of the Eastern Lands knew of them.
Aeejah Merric looked at the king with an impatient look, "My lord? Your decision I wait."
Aeejah already knew that sometime or later, the king would agree to the plan, and that would make him one step closer to ruling the world.
The king grunted as he shifted in his throne. "Yes, you have my permission. You have access to anything you need, and if someone opposes you, bring them before me to face my justice. For I WILL have control and dominance over a greater country. Even one to rival Carthak!"
"A wise choice, my King. A VERY wise one," replied Aeejah, with a sinister grin.
Aeejah kept his true emotions off his semi-attractive face until he got to his extensive quarters in the palace.
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"How did it go dear?" asked his wife, Eurianne.
Eurianne was not a woman known for her looks. Her face was always covered with an ugly expression as if she had a bad smell under her nose. Aeejah had not married her for her looks, but for her power and love of destruction.
Aeejah made a gesture with his hands and grey magic covered the windows and doors with a spell to stop anyone from listening in on them.
"My dear, it went deliciously well!" he said with malice in his deep voice. "That dolt Damien completely fell for it! We have all the resources we need, and to make it better the king thinks this is all for him. He thinks his country will triple in size when in reality it is all for us."
A wide grin spread across the spoiled face of his wife, "That is wonderful, dear, but what can we do to take over Tortall? It is filled with some of the most powerful mages and warriors, not to mention the fact it is home to the Dominion Jewel."
Aeejah's face darkened at these words spoken by his wife. "If only I could get that book loving fool Arram over here and out of the way, then it would be easier."
"Darling, that's great and all, but that mage has no weakness!"
"Maybe he didn't before, but I have a feeling he would do a lot for that bratty student of his" retorted the mage, his face widening into another sinister grin.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------- Brokefang stared up at the full moon with his intelligent eyes. He missed Daine even though he had seen her just two years before.
He wanted Daine to come back and spend time with his pack, partly to enjoy her company, but he wanted to discover what he could do to repay her for helping his pack and all of the People in Dunlath by getting rid of the evil people with the light inside them or as Daine said the evil mages.
Brokefang's gaze wandered around the cave to his pack thinking what might have happened, if Daine had not helped out.
The thought of what might have happened to his cubs, his mate, and other wolves in his pack gave him an even more burning desire to pay back Daine.
Brokefang shifted his body position which sadly resulted in waking up his mate, Frostfur.
Go back to sleep and stop fidgeting. I don't want to wake up the cubs, said Frostfur.
She closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
If wolves could sigh, Brokefang would have.
Instead, he made up his mind to track Daine down, or somehow bring her back to his pack to see what he could do for her.