Prologue
Queen Lara looked out upon her lands, sighing
boredly. Arms suddenly wrapped around her and she
jumped."What's wrong my queen?" A voice asked. "I'm
just bored,My King." She saidin return to King Albert.
"I told you when you married me that castle
life is boring, and you said it wouldn't bother you"
Albert replied with a smile. "It doesn't bother me, when
you're here that is." She answered, kissing his hand, "Why
do you have to leave so much?" He laughed, "Because I'm the
King," he answered, "And I have to leave again tonight"
"But why?" Lara asked, looking into his eyes. "I have
to see if Gaffion has rid his country of Puture, from the invading
army of Ji-ree soldiers that are trying to invade and take over
the country. Honestly, I don't know what Prince Jonathan was
thinking when befriended Prince Repon! Repon's father is obviously
power hungry, and has been trying to take Puture from Gaffion
for years!" Albert complained.
"He's only Eighteen, My King. And we both know Gaffion and Lynda
never let him out of the palace, so it's no surprise that the
first person he met he would become friends with. Besides how
was he to know his new 'friend' was his father's enemy?" Lara
stated.
The King emphasized his deafeat with a sigh. "Ok, I understand,
Now send Mahame to get Sakura, or I will feel very unsettled about leaving."
"Yes, My King." Came her reply.
"Good, I feel better about leaving when I know there is a
knight so powerful as she, guards my queen. She even has a dragon,
which makes you safer"
She laughed at this, "You know as well as I that I can protect
myself."
"Can't be too careful." he replied, "I must leave now"
"Ok, good luck!" Lara said as he kissed her fiercely.
"Thank you!" He answered. Within minutes she watched him
ride off into the North. She searched for Mahame and found her quickly
by hearing her unmistakeable squeaky voice. "Mahame!" She said. The squeaky
voiced fairy, who had red eyes, black hair tied tightly into a bun, with a small
spear and dagger strapped to her back, jumped. "Yes my Queen?" the fairy
asked, bowing deeply.
"I need you to send for Sakura." The Queen replied.
"Are the plans ready yet?" The evil King Blumgard asked his servant
while he sat on his throne, wrinkled hands with long fingernails sat folded in his lap.
He was about the size of a human, which Blumgorg rulers should be. Compared to their rulers,
Blumgorgs were half their size. It helped by letting them know easily who their next ruler would
be.
His face was a mask of coldness and cruelty chisled into his green features, forcing
stubborn lines from the corners of his mouth, eyes, and cheeks. His blue eyes were cold and looked
as if they were carved from stone.
"Yes sire, we await your command." came the uneasy reply of the Blumgorg srvant. "Excellent, release the first wave of troops!" The evil king roared.